Thank you @sol-glissant for looking this over and giving suggestions.
The brief was simple: find all the Death Eater safehouses. Harry looked everywhere, from the bustling West End of London to the fantastical Scottish Highlands.
At a seaside safehouse in Skye, he found Draco and Narcissa Malfoy. However—
“Is it over? Is he dead?” were Draco’s first words.
hey people! In case you haven't heard, there's a new Harry/Draco fest called We 💚 Draco Fest, which is a Draco-centric fest about Draco getting some happily ever afters. Claiming has started, and here's the link: https://www.tumblr.com/weheartdracofest/777376015036104704/claiming-is-live
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I’ve just completed my magnum opus. This fic is my second child. I’m so proud of what I’ve made and I’m so excited to share it.
Title: the cut that always bleeds
Rating: M
Summary: Eight years after the war, Harry is an auror, and he is a drunk. An ordinary stop at Malfoy Manor, to dismiss Draco from his probation, reveals a disturbing secret: Draco has obliviated himself, and he has no memory of who he is.
Harry becomes determined to fix him, and together they help untangle each other from trauma and grief.
Tags: Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE; Post-War; Enemies to Friends to Lovers; Amnesia; Memory Loss; Emotional Hurt/Comfort; Angst; Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD; Draco Malfoy Redemption; Suicidal Thoughts; Implied/Referenced Self-Harm; Self-Hatred; Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism; Slow Burn; Bisexual Harry Potter; Character; Angst with a Happy Ending; Period-Typical Homophobia
Hi there! I’m Enceladus — writer of “Of Taming Dragons and Charming Cupboards” (Drarry, slow burn, 120k+, completed but not completely pusblished yet). I'm still in the process of publishing it chapter by chapter on AO3, so you can read along as it unfolds. Updates are regular, and the full story is written — so no fear of abandonment!💛
So, I’ve finally gathered the courage to set up this blog and share more about the story, the characters (yes, even Gordon), and what it means to write it. Expect snippets, headcanons, music, and occasional screaming about kitchen intimacy.
Come say hi, tell me what part made you smile or cry or whatever. Or even if you want to just talk about Harry not being able to stop looking at his beautiful man, I’m here, hehe.
When Harry fills in as assistant to CEO of Malfoy Enterprises, Draco Malfoy, he learns to navigate the unfamiliar world of luxury while deciphering his new boss's challenging personality.
Preview under the cut
Thanks so much to the mods of the @hpdaddyknowsbest fest! This was my submission. Enjoy!
Lone figure in front of wall-length windows, Draco Malfoy turned when Harry entered his office. Grey eyes searched the air near his head—to the left, to the right, above—yet not directly at his face.
“Hermione?” Malfoy asked, lowering his gaze, examining the paperwork in his hands.
“Harry,” he corrected.
Malfoy looked at him, mouth flat, eyebrow raised. He turned his shoulders and stepped in Harry’s direction, setting the paperwork on his desk, folding an arm behind his back.
“Over the years, Hermione has grown like a benign tumour in my brain that I’ve come to count on. If removed, the displacement of brain tissue could lead to herniation—in which case, I might die,” Malfoy said calmly, continuing his slow pace forward. “However, if the object to replace the Hermione-sized tumour is an adequate size, I might avoid a midline shift, but only under the circumstance that its substitute is a perfect fit. Based on the colour or your trousers, the horrendous sight of your hair, and the tea stain on your collar that you would have noticed straight away had you managed to look in the mirror before you left the cave that you call a house—I’m inclined to believe that I need to brace myself for death at the very obvious lack of Hermione Granger at your side.”
Malfoy had come so close that Harry felt the urge to crane his neck back in order to look up at him properly, but instead kept his back straight, his gaze on Malfoy’s shoulder.
“I’ll ask again,” Malfoy said, placing both hands behind his back. “Hermione?”
Harry cleared his throat, took a bracing breath.
“She’s in hospital,” Harry said. “Went into early labour last night—she’ll be on maternity leave for the next few months.”
“How early? Not pre-term?” Malfoy asked, and Harry glanced up, seeing a crease between his brows.
“No, just a week,” Harry said, and Malfoy raised his fingers to his chin, turning away, his other hand curled behind his back as he paced toward his window again.
“It’s unavoidable, then,” Malfoy murmured. “I did wonder why she was dragging around that strange boy last week, but thought it was some kind of work experience…”
“Er, that was me,” Harry said, and Malfoy waved his hand dismissively.
“When did you say she’d be back? Next week?”
“January. She told you all of this when she introduced me last Monday.”
“How am I to listen to everything she says?” Malfoy muttered.
“She also wrote it in a memo. It’s there, on your desk,” Harry said, pointing to it with his pen.
Malfoy waved his hand again, sighing.
“Well, this is supremely inconvenient,” Malfoy murmured. “Your trousers are awful. What is that, vomit colour?”
Harry looked down, stuck out a leg.
“The tag said khaki.”
“They’re terrible. Go find something from Stefano Ricci—even Tom Ford would do. Just don’t let me see those dreadful things again.”
“Er…would TK Maxx be alright? I’ll get something black.”
Malfoy’s shoulders raised, and he turned, his mouth pinched.
“TK Maxx?” He asked, voice raising. “Don’t you dare try to use your company card at such a revolting place as that. Surely, the plastic would melt on contact with the card reader.”
“Company card? I haven’t got one.”
Malfoy groaned loudly, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“Must I do everything around here?” he asked, going toward his desk, searching through a drawer and pulling out an envelope.
He turned it and Harry saw his name on the front as Malfoy slipped a finger underneath the seal flap and pulled out two credit cards and a sheet of paper.
“Ah, my little brain tumour,” Malfoy sighed, the corner of his mouth lifting, and then flattening when his eyes caught on Harry’s trousers again. “Go. Now. I can’t stand to look at you.”
He held out the envelope and Harry went forward to take it, tucking it in his pocket.
“You have three meetings this morning and then lunch—it’s all on your schedule,” Harry said, reading his notes quickly.
“Yes, yes, I know—get out. Buy at least three trousers, five shirts, two belts, two pairs of shoes, and two suits for functions. Navy and black only, no grey. It will wash you out. Monochrome shirts only. And ties—don’t forget ties. Nothing plaid, plaid makes me nauseous. No houndstooth, either—if I even glimpse houndstooth from the corner of my eye, I get an instant migraine and am miserable for days.”
Harry scribbled it all down as quickly as he could, struggling to spell ‘houndstooth’, and wondered what it even was.
“Right now?” Harry asked.
“And those glasses? Are you certain about those? Get a watch, too—something classic like Rolex or Cartier.”
“I’ve already got a watch,” Harry said, and Malfoy tutted, his eyes full of pity as he considered the watch fastened to Harry’s wrist.
“A cheap watch cheapens the whole outfit, and if you look cheap, then I will, too.”
“Do I have—er—a price limit? This will cost…hundreds of thousands, I can’t even imagine.”
Malfoy put his hands on his hips, his eyes narrowing, and Harry took a step back.
“You’ve already insulted me just with your clothes and your face. Now you want to do it with your words, too?”
“I—”
“Go! I can feel the purchase value of my stocks dropping the longer you stand here in those absurd trousers.”
Harry set down the printed version of Malfoy’s schedule and left, pausing as he shut the door to take out the envelope Hermione had left for him in Malfoy’s desk. He found the two credit cards with his name on them, as well as a document with instructions on how to submit his receipts for approval to the finance department.
“I can feel you still standing out there. Leave the building at once! I don’t want anyone to know you’re affiliated with my company while you still look like that,” Malfoy called, and Harry hurried forward with a start. “And get some hair product!”
Harry Potter vs the World | Drarry Scott Pilgrim AU
wc: 13,942
rating: teen
@lcdrarry prompt: Scott Pilgrim vs the World
art is also by me
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A year after the worst breakup of his life, some could argue that Harry is still struggling—dating his best friend's ex-girlfriend's sister. But when Draco Malfoy appears in a dream and then corporeally in front of him, Harry's life is turned upside down. The only thing standing in between Harry and the literal man of his dreams are seven people out to destroy him.
Ok, so the first 20 are not new recs. Check out my first four lists with these emoji links: 🎼 🎵 🎧 🎶 , plus five final recs to round us out before reveals:
Chasing Dragons { E | 99k } by @the-sinking-ship ● Pardon the pun but this fic is scorching. One thing I loved most about it was the way that MA took familiar themes -- Healer Draco, Dragon Rider Harry, hot mess!Harry, pining, fake dating, and of course, motorcycle riding -- and made them feel so fresh. Each side character was stunning (hot Charlie Weasley, yes please!) and the worldbuilding, especially of the Magical-Muggle Healing techniques, was stunningly crafted. This fic is not one to miss!
Born to Drown { M | 3k } by @floydig ● Reading this fic felt like I was careening with them in the mess and noise of the Knight Bus. This fic is gritty as hell, and so strikingly written -- this MA has a masterful way with prose that had me hooked so viscerally I didn't want to stop reading even in the grimness of it. What a fic, and what a clearly talented author behind it.
Famous { E | 24k } by @fw00shy ● MA's sense of humor makes this fic tick -- it's brilliant, and perfectly pitched to make us fall in love with a jaded Harry. I loved reading the way that they brought strength to each other here, and the utter messiness of their falling in love (could it really be any other way?). This fic's way with dialogue drives the fic to the next level for me, what a fabulous read.
Watch the Castles Burn { E | 21k } by @moonflower-rose ● I'm pretty sure this fic is some kind of magic because I picked it up and blinked next when I hit the kudos button at the end. I couldn't put it down! From MA's humor to brilliant dialogue, fabulous fabulous characterizations, so much pining, this fic has a bit of everything and it does it all so well. Cannot wait to find this author and devour um... everything they've written.
The Stars Have Courage { M | 85k } by & art by @fantalf ● Where are my angst lovers at? This fic is full of heartache, and it's also a beautiful chance to watch Draco & Harry fall in love twice. This dual love story is woven across a backdrop of perfectly written original characters and side characters (Pansmione anyone?!) and fantastical worldbuilding. Though the story is full of angst, it ends so hopefully and with a resolution that feels true to the story's grief.
This year's @hd-wireless has been full of amazing makers and I've loved each piece I've had the chance to read, or listen to look at. I can't wait for reveals so I can find loads of new authors (and celebrate those I've already read). What were your favorites this year? 💛
