#seer draco

[3roteme]

The Poll has spoken

I typically post chapters as soon as I have them written and since I’m currently working on this as my way to destress after work so I should have the first chapter up rather quick.

[tardiskater]

the way I actually cant stand an unhappy ending and it started getting really dire in the fic I'm reading so I just fucking skipped to the epilogue to make sure there is a happy ending

[ireane]

Idk, maybe tonight...

Me when I try to think of new ideas for the next chapter but instead I come up with a new book that'll be waiting for me to start on...

[sitp-recs]

hi love! how's your day? do you have some pics where draco is a seer? thank you

Hello anon! Sure, I do know a few fics with seer!Draco. Hope you like these:

Love has left a printed trace by @maesterchill (M, 1k)

In France, in bed, they are one.

Phoenix by @iero0 (T, 2k)

It’s salvation, it’s redemption. It's what it takes for Harry and Malfoy to be reborn.

The Seer's Flat by @vaysh11 (M, 3k)

A Seer in love is a dangerous thing.

suburbia by @iero0 (M, 3k)

A street full of houses. All look the same. Red brick, white frames, dark roof. House after house, front lawn after front lawn. Suspicious peeks through curtains, ill-disguised. Dogs bark and cats roam. Draco's ability, the Sight, is the worst in areas like that, where what’s on display is so disgustingly different from what’s hidden behind closed doors and minds.

A Malfoy Always Pays His Debts by Candamira (E, 9k)

I owe Potter and a Malfoy always pays his debts. Even when doing so comes at a high price.

Déjà Vu by @maesterchill (E, 11k)

After being released from Azkaban, Draco Malfoy begins having peculiar visions, which turn out to be premonitions. Gradually, with the help of his unusual gift, Draco becomes a rather useful member of society. He also has dirty fantasies about Harry Potter, but that's nothing new.

embrace the deception by swoons (M, 13k)

Draco Malfoy shouldn’t feel like the stable one, not when he spends his days pretending to have clairvoyant powers and solving mysteries with Neville Longbottom. Harry Potter, however, seems to be on the edge of a breakdown, and he’s growing increasingly obsessed with his former rival.

Visions No. 33 to 35 by Ischa (E, 17k)

In which Draco is a Seer and artist, living with Pansy and Luna in a secluded house, working on occasion with the Ministry of Magic (not that he's thrilled but solving crimes from afar seems like a worthy cause on some days) until Vision No. 33 brings Potter to his doorstep.

Peeking behind the Curtain by @wellhalesbells (M, 23k)

Draco sees things he really, really wishes he didn't. If only to get out of all the homework that comes with it.

tissue of silver by fearlessdiva (M, 76k)

A love story concerning possessed furniture, black silk pyjamas, courtroom drama, premonitions of doom, assassination attempts, Death Eater yoga, absinthe, bare feet and a sensible werewolf.

all the western stars by @oflights (E, 78k)

Draco is a Seer who has been struck with terrible, uncontrollable visions of the deaths of everyone around him, triggered by touch. He retreats to an Unplottable Black family cottage to research his condition and fix it. Things are going relatively well until Harry Potter shows up at the cottage with a furry condition of his own.

Bonus: fake seer Draco 👌🏼

i demand to dig my own grave by @bonesliketambourines (M, 21k)

Draco finds himself in hot water with the Aurors, and in a burst of panicked inspiration manages to wiggle out of it by claiming to be a Seer. There's just one little problem– Senior Auror Harry Potter, the Prat Who Lived, who's known him for a decade, knows full well Draco doesn't have a single psychic bone in his body and seems determined to pull him up for it.

[shitty-hp-prompts]

Seer Draco AU (or Regulus) where his mind regularly slips back and forth between seeing the present and seeing the future — it's why he's had to lean so far into the whole bigoted Pureblood schtick, lest his father or any of those other actual bigots suspect him, because half the time his mind is in the present and the other half it's in the future, and he can't always tell which is which.

Afterall, Draco's got a secret plan:

He's going to do whatever it takes to prevent the full scale war and defeat Voldemort before he can do any real damage — all without anyone finding out that he's even involved.

It's why he slipped Hermione Granger that page on Basilisks — small, sneaky little changes that no one will notice, but will nonetheless have a big impact on the sequence of events.

Let's see how long he can keep his motives hidden…

[steampunkserpent27]

Spiraled Thoughts

This is written for @drarrymicrofic 's prompt: Sally's Song CW: Implied Bad Things, Visions of Blood and Death, Open Ending and Angst The future was ever changing. Every action and choice was an unraveling spiral. Nothing was ever certain and his visions were never clear. They gave him only mere glimpses of what could be. The images fractured and changed with every day, with every decision.

Trying to control the future was a fruitless endeavor. Nothing good ever came of it and more often then not, it only led him to what he was trying to avoid. It was a cruel gift. He was cursed to see every possible outcome, every possible way his loved ones could die, with no way to avoid it. Seeing himself die was a constant; he had grown used to it. He was meant to be hit by a bus this morning. His spilt eggs had saved him. Mother had never understood why he was such a cautious child. He had never understood why everyone else wasn't. It had taken him far too long to realize that his visions were not a common occurrence. It had taken him far too long to find the words. He no longer payed any mind to the cryptic warnings; he would either be hit by a bus or he wouldn't. For if he had tried to skip breakfast, tried to outrun the bus, he would have rushed right into his own demise. But his recent visions were never changing. It was the same every time, as if they were set in stone. They only grew clearer every day, showing him more and more blood spilling over the floor, more broken bodies. Potter was always at the center of it. He couldn't make sense of it. The images were still too sporadic and unreliable to understand. Potter had always been in his visions, of course. He'd seen his lifeless body in the forest, seen him triumph over the Dark Lord, before any of it had happened. Potter always plagued his thoughts, he was inescapable. Even now, he found himself worrying about him. Being such a public figure, his face was always plastered all over The Daily Prophet. Their futures had been intertwined for so long, always weaving together, but now it was as if they'd been severed, and all he could see was blood. There had been a time when he had wished he would see glimpses of them together, as something more than rivals, but it never came to be. They were childish thoughts, really. The differences between them were too vast to mend. Still, sometimes he found himself wishing that things had been different, that he had been different. Would there be hope now, if he hadn't made so many wrong choices? Would Potter even listen to him if he tried to change things now? Or would he think he was mad? He had once thought himself mad, so he wouldn't blame him. He could feel that the bloodshed would happen soon, and he felt as if he were meant to do something. But what could he possibly do? Would it even be wise to try? Still, he found his feet leading him towards the Ministry. Towards Potter, and he didn't try to stop them.

[drarryficstoreread]

Rating: M Word count: 23,495 Era: Post-Hogwarts ❤❤❤ Draco sees things he really, really wishes he didn’t. If only to get out of all the homework that comes with it.