Carey ‘W’Recs Wednesday(｡•̀ᴗ-)✧ presents:
Half Sick of Shadows
StarQuesting @starquestingfordrarry
Chapters: 5/5 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood & Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Luna Lovegood, Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, Minerva McGonagall, Original Squib Characters (Harry Potter) Additional Tags: Weaver Harry Potter, Artist Harry Potter, Tattooed Draco Malfoy, Dragon Tamer Draco Malfoy, Dom Draco Malfoy, Sub Harry Potter, Pining Harry Potter, Parseltongue Kink (Harry Potter), Scarred Draco Malfoy, Draco Malfoy Redemption, Luna Lovegood & Harry Potter Friendship, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Post-Second Wizarding War with Voldemort (Harry Potter), Hogwarts, Fluff and Angst, Cottagecore, Magical Creatures, Dragons, Sheep Herding, Scotland, Weaving, Fuckbuddies To Lovers, Light Dom/sub, Begging, Praise Kink, Anal Fingering, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Falling In Love, H/D Career Fair 2023, Anal Sex, Rimming, Oral Sex
Summary:
Harry and Draco have been sleeping together for months, and it's fine. It's enough for Harry. But when things finally start to feel like the more Harry's been hoping for, a strange tapestry project has him worrying he won't ever get the chance. Or: the one with sheep, dragons, and a whole lot of weaving metaphors.
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Excerpt:
It’s a Tuesday morning in early October when Harry loses the battle to keep the words he’s been wanting to say behind his teeth.
Malfoy’s at the edge of the bed, reaching for his clothes. The new scar on his side is still pink with healing. When Harry had tried to ask about it, about the bleeding, he’d only kissed him deeply and with a frantic sort of energy that made Harry want to cling to him, to find a way to keep him close.
Harry takes a deep breath. “Stay? I’ll make you breakfast.”
Harry regrets it the moment he sees Malfoy’s shoulders tense. It’s too much. It’ll run him out. He won’t come back again. The dragon on his back seems to stare right at Harry.
Malfoy doesn’t respond, dressing himself with his usual brisk efficiency. But he stops in the doorway and looks back, his eyes unusually soft. “Not today.”
It’s all Harry can think about for the rest of the week. While he begins brewing for a fresh batch of dye — not today. While he cleans and chops vegetables for a roasted squash soup — not today. While he sits at his loom and weaves a pastoral of a man guiding sheep over verdant hills with a magical panflute — not today, not today, not today.
Not no.
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