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We all know the Room of Requirement ships Drarry hardcore...

** 30/11/20:

Daily Word Count: 640

Total Word Count: 69842/ ~10,000 They turned to look at the Room for the first time. Draco let out a snort of laughter. “Subtle,” he said, and Harry joining in his laughter.

The Room had created the perfect ambiance for a romantic affair as tumultuous and confusing as theirs was. The color scheme was obviously based off their two houses with red, gold, green, and siver permeating into the furniture, the wall color, and general décor. There was, as was expected, a large bed that could have fit Draco five times over. It was covered in a smattering of pillows that looked incredibly soft and inviting. Surrounding the bed were different shelves and cabinets filled with what seemed to be potions, some books, and—Draco’s eyes widened.

He blinked and coughed once before transferring his gaze to the opposite side of the room where two armchairs (the Room had made it painfully but endearingly obvious whose chair belonged to whom) sat in front of a large fireplace with a beautiful mantelpiece. At home there were some more books, and a couple Hogwarts-y adornments. There was also a beautiful wooden table in front of the armchairs, perfect for studying or having a quick snack. The Room had really thought of everything. And Draco had the sneaky suspicion the Room didn’t think this would be the last time he and Harry would seek out this place of refuge.

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Draco discovers Harry has had an invisibility cloak ever since First Year...

Daily word count: 550 words! :D <3 

Excerpt: “Hold on—” Harry reached out for his schoolbag and retrieved what looked to be a silvery bit of clothing--Draco couldn’t tell exactly what. 

“Don’t freak out,” Harry warned. Draco opened his mouth to ask why in Merlin’s name should Draco freak out because of a silvery article of clothing, Harry draped the mysterious object over their shoulders and their bottom halves disappeared. Draco snapped his head towards Harry, gaping at him.           

“What?” Harry asked, his eyebrows furrowing.           

“You have an invisibility cloak?!” Draco’s voice was louder than he’d expected, but Harry only laughed.          

“Yup. Since first year.”           

Draco thought about that for a second. “You bastard. It really was you in Hogsmeade Third Year!”          

Harry let out another burst of laughter and Draco couldn’t resist joining in.

“Okay, okay, shhh—shh!” Harry said, attempting to pull himself and Draco together. He placed the rest of the invisibility cloak over their heads.              

Draco had no idea where Harry was leading him, but he was quite content to be pressed so close to the other boy. He smelled slightly of treacle tart and vanilla, an odd mixture and probably the result of some fancy shower potion...     

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Silver Devil in a Blue Dress

Day 8 of 25 Days of Draco and Harry featuring trans/gender fluid Draco! <3 

Title: Silver Devil in a Blue Dress Summary:  Draco and Harry have become close friends since the end of the War and Draco’s trial. They’re now neighbors in Diagon Alley, and Draco has a predicament...he’s falling for Harry. Hard. And the other man seems as straight as straight can be--Draco suspects he must flirt with every girl he’s ever met at the Silver Stag Society. The Silver Stag is hosting a Yule Ball and Draco, Harry, Ron, and Hermione had all been planning to go as a group--that is, until Draco comes up with his secret plan to seduce Harry Potter...even if only for one night. In the process, he learns a lot more about himself than he thought he would. Tags/Warnings:  gender fluidity, gender discovery, polyjuice potion, trans/gender fluid Draco, mentions of gender dysphoria and euphoria. Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27827017/chapters/68485994 Excerpt: 

Okay. Oh, shit. I’ve actually done it. This is it.

Draco took a huge breath and ran his fingers through his silver-blond hair, briefly catching a tangle near his shoulders.

He looked at himself in his bathroom mirror—and looking back at him was Daniela, the muggle girl he’d snuck some hairs from the other night. Draco allowed himself a second to praise himself for having brewed a masterful batch of Polyjuice potion before trying out a smile.

The effect was instantaneous—his lips curved upwards and the beauty of it on such a feminine face caught him pleasantly by surprise, and the grin quickly extended, reaching Daniela’s blue eyes... Read the full story: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27827017/chapters/68485994

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“Broom Hiding”

It was a crisp winter afternoon, and Draco was sprinting across the Hogwarts grounds as quickly as he could manage without jostling Harry Potter’s broomstick.

Draco clutched it tightly as he bolted through the snowy courtyard.  Flurries of snowflakes fluttered about him happily, enjoying the burst of energy and attention on this icy, still, and deserted day in December.

He had barely escaped the Gryffindor Quidditch Team’s changing rooms without being caught. But it wouldn’t be long before Potter found his Firebolt missing and would discover it had been Draco. The Slytherin attempted to even out his breath, regretting not having warmed up beforehand.

Draco jumped over an icy patch that had almost killed him yesterday morning, and deftly maneuvered his way under the gothic clock tower, which was still ticking steadily along beneath a sheet of ice and snow. He reached the castle without drawing attention. Not that it would matter—Draco was wearing Harry’s Invisibility Cloak, having stolen it last night after their clandestine tryst in the Room of Requirement.

Now that he was inside, he would have to be a lot more cautious. Teachers were about, as well as Mrs. Norris.  Potter had warned him that he suspected the cat could see through the Cloak.

Trying to get the broom from the entry hall to the Room of Requirement without being spotted by teachers was going to be difficult.

For one, the broomstick was longer than the Invisibility Cloak and he didn’t want anyone to spot his trainers or the brushes of the Firebolt on the way to the 7th floor .

Luckily, Draco had one more trick up his sleeve. He found a secluded corner, empty except for a single suit of armor. Draco stood behind it for cover as he clumsily drew the Marauder’s Map out of his pocket. He felt more than a little guilty, but it would all be worth it. He hoped.

It looked like Mrs. Norris was sniffing around the dungeons and Filch was on his way to the kitchens.

Perfect. Draco placed the map back in his pocket and returned to the entry hall to take the stairs leading him to the left corridor. A couple first year Ravenclaws were admiring the rubies, diamonds, sapphires, and emeralds in the House Point Hourglasses which were extra sparkly during Christmastime. Other than that, the place was deserted. Except—

“MALFOY!”

The unmistakable voice of Harry Potter rang out and echoed in the nearly empty entry hall. The Gryffindor was livid, his face red and a snarl contorting his gorgeous face.

Draco was so shocked, he slipped — the floor and his trainers were incredibly slick with melted snow. He fell forward, splaying his arms out to catch himself and protect the Firebolt at all costs... * Read the full story here:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/27827017/chapters/68620074

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“Taken” WIP Update

After starting my new Drarry Fanfic “Taken” with a Write-a-Thon yesterday with over 5,000 words, today I’m starting early on my goal to write 500 words every day during the month of December (either on my fanfic or my novel). 

I’d love to support you and your progress too! We can follow each other <3  28.11.20: 613 words 

Excerpt! In all it’s beautiful first-draft imperfection ^^ 

Hogwarts School, Last Day of Term, June 1996 “Harry,” Draco said. The Gryffindor jumped; obviously having thought he’d been alone. Draco wasn’t sure what to say next. He took a slow breath, and on the exhale, he sat down next to Harry on the edge of The Great Lake. Harry let him. After a minute of silence, Harry was the first to speak. “You called me ‘Harry.’” “What?” Draco asked, glancing at the other boy. “Just now. You said: ‘Harry.’ You’ve never called me anything other than ‘Potter’ before.” Draco considered this. “That’s not true.” Harry brought his gaze to Draco with a confused look on his face. “I’ve called you ‘famous Harry Potter.’” Draco put on his most pompous voice. “I’ve called you ‘scarhead’ and let’s not forget in third year I started the whole ‘potty’ nickname. Everyone things it was Peeves, but…I encouraged him.” Harry’s eyes hadn’t left Draco’s. And now that Draco was finished speaking, he said, “I liked it.”

“What?” Draco asked again.  Draco saw Harry lean in slightly closer to him. The other boy had been crying. Most likely grieving the loss of his godfather.

“I liked that you called me ‘Harry.’” And then he kissed Draco. There was no one around. And if there was, they were perfectly sheltered by the trees, and Draco could have sworn they moved closer together as he glanced at them, but it was probably just the wind. He breathed Harry in as he deepened the kiss. In that moment, Draco didn’t want to be anywhere else in the world— he didn’t want to be thinking about anything or anyone else other than Harry Potter.  

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A Family for Christmas

Day 3 of 25 Days of Draco and Harry!

TW and tags: mentions of childhood ab*se and PTSD (Harry’s malnourishment, starvation, and verbal ab*se by the Dursleys), grief and mourning, hurt and comfort, angst with fluff, established relationship, one shot.

Day 3 of 25 Days of Draco and Harry! The newly married pair tries to go Christmas shopping at "Harrodz" (a wizarding department store that closely resembled the muggle "Harrods.") Little does Harry know (and let's be honest, I, the author, also had no idea this was going to happen) that he's going to be working through some past childhood trauma with the unconditional love and support his new family--Draco. Read: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27827017/chapters/68212694  Excerpt: This…was just particularly difficult for Harry. This shopping thing. This…Christmas thing. And Harry understood why Draco loved this department store. He could tell that if he were coming at this from Draco's perspective, having grown up in a traditional pureblood family, there was a lot of magic and tradition revolving around Christmas that Harry didn’t understand. Yet. Harry was working on it. Because for the first time in his life, he wanted to create his own family. Yes, the Weasleys had always allowed him to crash during the holidays ever since he became friends with Ron—and he loved them dearly for it. But now that Harry finally had Draco—yes, finally—he was ready to start his own traditions. Draco already had some fond memories and traditions to draw on for inspiration, but this was something Harry realized he went without for the most pivotal formative years of his life until he left for Hogwarts. It was only after the War that he was able to actually start dealing with the trauma of his childhood and how he’s now expected to be a grown-up: a grown-up wizard who grew up in a muggle family who only hated him and all he was, a grown-up who had to raise himself, who never had an actually parent in the house teaching him how to live, how to be a… well, just a person. Physically healthy people aren’t created by being malnourished or starved—a mentally healthy person isn’t going to just rise from the ashes like a phoenix when they suffer verbal abuse every day and are forced to suppress their true nature by forming unhealthy beliefs about themselves as a direct result of this abuse.“Where are you right now?” Draco asked. He had stopped them in their tracks, tilted his head, and looked as though he were trying to read Harry’s face. Obviously having found something amiss, he gently guided him to an empty bench nearby... Read the full story:  https://archiveofourown.org/works/27827017/chapters/68212694

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“I swear to Merlin this Room is ALWAYS on your side...”

Day 2 of 25 Days of Draco and Harry!

Summary:  Harry and Draco spend Christmas by the fire in the Room of Requirement during their first year teaching at Hogwarts. Things get steamy ;) (Don't worry, there will be a part two of this coming soon!) (Rated: M/Explicit) You will notice this is a complete switch in tone from Day 1. YAY! I love having such different ideas and pulling inspiration from different parts of me. Enjoy! And please leave a comment if you have some feedback, I’d love to hear from you <3 

Read here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27827017/chapters/68150707 Excerpt:  Harry wasn’t sure what to do. The Room had obviously set themselves up for a..um..very romantic Christmas evening together. The fireplace was burning, and the magical atmosphere of the room sizzled as Harry took in all the lovely decorations.

“The Room has always taken good care of us,” Draco whispered and then nibbled Harry’s earlobe gently, making the former Gryffindor moan aloud.

The two of them had just started their prospective teaching jobs at Hogwarts—Harry in Defense Against the Dark Arts, Draco in Potions. After the war, Harry had been inspired to keep teaching others as opposed to being out on the frontlines like he’d had to be his whole life. Last Autumn, Harry had encouraged his new boyfriend to consider applying for the other open vacancy at Hogwarts—Potions. It was perfect for him, and the former Slytherin only needed a little convincing. Harry knew that Draco had the potential to be a fantastic teacher. I mean, he had been forced to tutor him during their 8th year together, and Harry had even qualified for the Auror exam (even though he later decided not to take it).

The two settled down on a soft blanket in front of the fireplace, Harry leaning his head on the other boy’s chest. Snow was falling outside the windows, and it felt like the warmest, most tender Christmas Harry had ever celebrated. 

“So…” Harry trailed off. 

Draco grinned… “So…what?”

Harry lifted his head from Draco’s chest and noticed the blond was smiling down at him. Harry returned the grin and brought his lips up to meet Draco’s. Draco moaned into his kiss, parting his lips to let Harry in... Read the full story:   https://archiveofourown.org/works/27827017/chapters/68150707

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“The First Snowfall” Day 1 of 25 Days of Draco and Harry

Summary:  Draco and his family take a walk in the First Snowfall of the season. A snapshot of their relationship and family--Albus Severus and Scorpius, eight years old, being raised together by the loving couple. Who would have thought my first fic would be romantic and domestic fluff? Maybe everyone, maybe no one, but here it is hahaha and I’m very pleased with it. Enjoy! https://archiveofourown.org/works/27827017 Excerpt:  “Sleigh bells ring… are you listening? In the laaaaaaaane… snow is glistening!” Harry’s voice cracked as he sustained the notes of his favorite Christmas carol just a few seconds too long. Draco rolled his eyes, silently dying under the grating sound of his beloved’s terrible singing voice. 

“A beautiful sight… we’re happy tonight…walking in a winter wonderland!” Harry took his husband’s hand and spun him around, their kids giggling at their sides. 

“Oh, Harry, please,” Draco begged, “My dearest love, I don’t know if my ears can take it!” Draco teased Harry.

“Daddy!” Scorpius admonished him, and Draco raised his eyebrows at his son. 

“Papa Harry can’t help it that his voice so bad. But he sings from the heart— and that’s what’s important!” 

The little tyke had certainly put him in his place and Draco nodded seriously. 

“You’re right, son.” Draco turned to his lover and said “My apologies, sweetheart. What do you say we all join you on the next verse, eh?” 

The three of them and Albus Severus were taking their walk in the First Snowfall through the grandiose gardens of Grimmauld Place. It was a tradition to take a walk as a family during the first snow of the season. Draco had shared this with Harry the very first Advent they spent together as a couple... Read more at: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27827017