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[kissmypoets-hp]

Fanfic Classics 📚 The theme for today's batch of covers: atmospheric Drarry fics with islands and/or fics that that deal with magic as an uncontrollable Entity. Also, these covers looked good together, so.

🏝️ The Isle of Ogygia by @citrusses

🛶 Beneath the Wave by @moonflower-rose

🏰 The Compact by astolat

🩸 In Our Blood by secretsalex

art credits below the cut!

Artwork used, in order:

"A lighthouse on fire at night" by Joseph Wright of Derby (1770)

"Isle of the Dead, 2nd Version" by Arnold Böcklin (1880)

"Bacchanal" by Franz Stuck (1905)

"Interior, Artificial Light" by Vilhelm Hammershøi (1909)

(classics covers are inspired by zeziliazink and bubu0h's works! i've been making more fic covers for my kindle here.)

[drarry-reccage]

Watch the Castles Burn, by @moonflower-rose

Longbottom had his phone out, trying to film the waves, Draco presumed. He waded back through the shallow water toward him and their gear, blue sparks racing out where he kicked past the waves. His jeans were plastered to him, nearly dragging right off his hips, and his nipples felt like they could cut glass. His hair was a salty tangle, and he tried to push it back from his face, still worrying at the tender bit of his lip with his teeth. “That was a holy show,” Longbottom said, and Draco turned back and looked out at the crest and break of the water. It was beautiful, and he must have said the same aloud, because Longbottom muttered something Draco couldn’t quite catch. He was pointing the phone at Draco now, and Draco grinned and made a half-hearted swipe at it. “Let’s get the fuck out of here, Neville, before I lose one of my favourite extremities.”

In this fic, Draco is completely oblivious to the effect he has on others, especially Harry. There's also delicious pining and heartbreak and angst. But if you're like me and require a happy ending, it also has that.

There really does need to be art of the scene quoted, as well as of the Quidditch jersey (you'll know when you get to it.)

🎧 Bonus: @reveriepi made an extraordinary podfic of this, it moved me to tears and laughter more than once. If podfics are your thing, definitely add this to your "to listen" pile.

rec by @sweatersinthesummer

[lostdrarryfics]

hi! i remember a fic on ao3 where harry would grope himself in public as a sort of nonsexual self-comfort thing and draco noticed. I think hermione was aware of it and supportive, and possibly explained to draco when he asked about it. that's all i remember. it was probably an eighth year fic and mature or explicit, but i don't know for sure. thank you so much if you find it!

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[bubu0h]

Nothing Gold Can Stay by Moonflower_Rose

Ontwerp voor reclame voor `Philips Lampen’ (1906) by Reijer Stolk

[drarry-to-read]

Title: Owl in a day's work

Author: Moonflower_ Rose

Summary: Owls have vanished across wizarding London, but Auror Draco Malfoy is on holiday, so surely that’s someone else’s problem?

Length: 9,000 words

Rating: Mature

[dictacontrion]

Can I tell you a something no one else knows?” Potter nodded. “Anything.” “And you promise not to judge me?” Potter looked concerned and very serious. “Of course. What’s the matter, Malfoy?” Draco pressed his lips to the shell of Potter’s ear, and whispered. “Fresh laundry. There’s something about the smell, the bleach, the washing powder.” Draco made a low noise, and pressed Potter back until they collided with a high bench stacked with folded towels. “Fabric softener. Makes me hard.

The World of Management (Or, Harry Potter and the Office Romance) by @moonflower-rose

[dictacontrion]

Something funny?” Potter’s voice sounded strained, and he drew back from Draco, almost to the very edge, before driving back in with a grunt. “Not even remotely,” Draco said, and he tried to arch his back even further. “Well, aside from the fact that when you started in the department a bit over a year ago, I wanted to strangle you, and now I all I want is to get my hands around your throat for entirely unrelated reasons.” “One kink at a time, Malfoy.

The World of Management (Or, Harry Potter and the Office Romance) by @moonflower-rose

[dictacontrion]

Ugh, really. You’re a disgrace.” Draco couldn’t stop his hand from twitching forward this time, and he brushed away the pastry flakes which had collected on Potter’s robes with a violent swish of his monogrammed handkerchief. “You know, they say that grooming another person is a sign of intimacy and possession.” Draco glared, with as much authority as he could manage while remaining aware that the tips of his ears were burning, and probably turning pink. “Where I come from, it’s a sign that the person requiring the grooming is an unprofessional mess, and who is devaluing the nearby real estate simply by being in its general proximity.

The World of Management (Or, Harry Potter and the Office Romance) by moonflower_rose