Behind them, the liaison, Mr No-One, cleared his throat and glanced towards Waterloo station's clock.
Molly ignored him. “You must eat,” she said. Harry almost laughed.
“Mum,” Ginny murmured.
“I mean it. Proper meals. Not only tea and toast because you can’t be bothered.”
Molly tugged the two sides of Harry’s coat together, fastening each button with trembling fingers. She smoothed the wool over his chest, then adjusted his collar, although it had not been crooked to begin with. Her eyes moved everywhere except his face.
“And you must write,” she continued, her voice tightening. “You needn’t say anything important. Just tell us you arrived. Tell us what the weather is like. Tell us what you had for breakfast.” Her hands lingered at his shoulders, brushing away a piece of lint that was not there. “Arthur and I will be in Berlin to spend the holidays with you, so I expect to see some meat on this frame by then, young man.” The last words wavered despite her attempt at sternness.
“Molly,” Oni said gently, reassuringly, “the clinic will supervise his meals.”
“I know that!” Molly snapped, her hands going still against Harry’s coat.
She seemed to forget what she had been doing. Her fingers remained curled around his lapels, but the irritation drained from her face almost as quickly as it had appeared. She lowered her eyes, smoothing the same patch of wool again and again as though there were something there she could put to right.
“I know,” she repeated, barely above a whisper.
Harry recognised the shape of the argument she was refusing to have. She wanted to feed him because feeding him was something she understood. It was an act she could perform with her own hands. She could not medicate away the damage in his mind. She could not undo the therapy room incident. She could not carry him to Berlin and sit beside his bed until he was himself again.
But she could worry about his breakfast.
“I’ll eat,” Harry said with a nod.
Molly searched his face. “Promise me.”
That was a dangerous word. For months, Harry had made promises as though wanting something badly enough could make it true, and look where it got him. He had promised Draco safety. He had promised Oni he would take his medication. He had promised himself he would never become the thing Draco feared.
Harry shuddered. “I’ll try,” he said, a hint of shame creeping into his voice as he glanced away from her watery blue eyes.
Molly’s expression crumpled as she began to silently cry, but she nodded. “That will do,” she said through a sob.
“Well, this is where we leave you, Mr and Mrs Weasley,” the Ministry liaison said, ushering the others towards the terminal.
Harry stepped back from Molly and Arthur. The cold rushed immediately into the space where they had been.
He turned to follow Oni, but the station seemed to swell around him as soon as he crossed through the doors. Announcements echoed beneath the vaulted roof. Suitcase wheels clattered across the floor. A child cried beside the ticket machines while his father struggled to fold a pushchair with one hand. The smell of coffee, rain, and damp wool hung heavily in the air.
Harry’s heart began to race.
He shoved his hands into his pockets, but it did nothing to stop them from trembling. Each step carried him farther from Molly, and suddenly all he could think was how long it would be before someone held him like that again—not delicately, or because they were assessing him, or with one hand poised near a wand or a sedative syringe.
How many days would pass before he felt Molly’s arms around him again? Before he could breathe in lavender and honey and the kitchen at the Burrow? Before anyone touched him without remembering what his hands had done? Christmas was weeks away. Berlin was hundreds of miles from home.
His breathing caught.
He stopped.
The crowd divided around him, shoulders brushing past as strangers continued towards trains, platforms, ordinary lives. Oni turned at the change in his footsteps, but Harry was already looking back.
Molly stood where he had left her, one hand pressed to her mouth. Arthur’s arm was around her shoulders.
“Mum!”
The word tore out of him in a pained whimper.
Molly moved before anyone else could react. She hurried towards him, nearly colliding with a man dragging two suitcases, and Harry stumbled the last few steps forward to meet her. This time, when her arms closed around him, he didn’t stiffen this time. He collapsed.
A sob broke from somewhere deep inside him, and Harry buried his face against her shoulder as his knees threatened to give way. His hands clutched desperately at the back of her coat. Molly tightened her hold, one palm cradling the back of his head as she rocked him where they stood.
“I’m sorry,” Harry gasped. “I’m so, so sorry!”
“I know.”
“I’ve ruined everything,” he sobbed.
“No, darling.”
“I hurt him, Mum! I hurt everyone.”
Molly held him tighter.
Harry wept against her, without restraint or dignity, his body shaking so violently that she had to brace one foot behind her to hold him upright. Around them, the station continued moving. Announcements sounded. Trains arrived. People stared and then looked away.
Molly paid none of it any attention. “You listen to me, Harry,” she whispered fiercely into his hair. “A mother does not love only the parts of her child that are easy to hold.” His fingers tightened in her coat. “You never have to earn your way back into my arms, do you understand?” she continued, her own voice breaking. “You are my son when you are brave, and you are my son when you are frightened. You are my son when you make us proud, and you are still my son when you have done something terrible and must learn how to live with it.”
Harry made a wounded sound.
Molly drew back, tugging him down just enough to press her forehead against his.
“I can’t undo what happened,” she said. “I can’t make the road ahead of you shorter. But there is nowhere you can go, and nothing you can confess, that will make me stop coming when you call for me.”
Harry closed his eyes. For one more moment, she held him as though he were small enough to carry home. But she couldn’t.
No one could carry him through what came next. And though the thought still frightened him, he understood now that he would not have to walk towards nothing. His Mum would be there at the end of it, waiting for him to come home.
A Ferret, a ScarHead, a Weasel, and a Baby by trishjames @thusspoketrish
Chapters: 14/14
Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter
Characters: Ron Weasley, Lavender Brown, Hermione Granger, Lucius Malfoy, Narcissa Black Malfoy, Gawain Robards, Adrian Pucey, Original Characters
Additional Tags: Post-War, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Redeemed Draco Malfoy, POV Draco, Auror Case Fic, Auror Draco Malfoy, Healer Harry Potter, Reluctant Dad Draco, BAMF Draco, Protective Draco, Magical Bond, baby shenanigans, Domestic Fluff, Humor, Angst, Anxiety, Pining, UST, Nothing to Something to Everything, Bromance, Love Confessions, Capable and Emotionally Intelligent Ron, Magically Powerful Harry, epic fight scenes, Canon-Typical Violence, combat fighting, Blood, muggle weapons, Illegal Potions Ring, Addictive Potions, Questionable Interrogation Tactics, Abduction, Mentions of drugging, References to Past Child Abuse, Falling In Love, Roommates, Casual Sex, Number Twelve Grimmauld Place, implied drunk sex, Draco Feels Everything, Where is Hermione Granger When You Need Her?, chosen family, Inspired By Three Men & a Baby, Inspired by Taken, LCDrarry 2024, Digital Art
Summary:
They say becoming a parent is an unparalleled, priceless joy. Draco Malfoy finds himself putting that theory to the test when the star witness in his dangerous illegal potions case entrusts him with a powerful wish: protect her newborn baby at all costs. Now, it's up to Draco to fulfill that wish despite the looming threat of criminals hunting for the child. To think, just the day before, he was fretting over his inappropriate feelings for his annoying, bespectacled git of a housemate—not the mechanics of changing nappies!
Thank Merlin it takes a village to raise a sack of flour...child.
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Excerpt:
Draco loves how attuned Harry is to the minutiae of Dani's little quirks and needs, and how gracefully and enthusiastically he has embraced his paternal side, his boundless love for her evident in every gesture. Draco wants so badly to tell Harry he’s in love with him that it’s hard to breathe.
Dani burps, spilling soured milk all over the front of Harry’s shirt, having forgotten to drape the towel over his shoulder.
“Oh no,” Harry says, brows furrowing as he stares down at the trickling mess. Dani makes a small cooing noise, her eyes drooping.
Draco laughs and holds his arms out for Harry to pass her back so he can clear away the mess. “Brilliant work, my little darling. Absolutely brilliant! You’re just showing Harry how much you love him, aren’t you, darling? We love our Harry, don’t we?” Draco praises, gazing down at her smiling face before pressing his lips against her forehead. He startles when he feels the tips of fingers graze his cheek. Draco’s eyes cut to Harry’s, and his breath hitches at the raw emotion he sees in them.
“I love you,” Harry blurts out. He then looks stricken, eyes widening in realisation. “Oh! I’m so sorry. I—”
Draco feels as if his heart skips a beat before thundering in his chest, and he can’t stop the words from falling from his mouth this time. “I love you,” Draco says, his voice barely above a whisper, his eyes locked with Harry’s. Draco releases a shuddering breath and he feels as if a dam is breaking inside him. “I love you. I love you so much—”
Harry slides off the footstool, kneels in front of Draco, and gingerly runs his palm over Dani’s head as she sleeps soundly. His expression is a blend of surprise and caution, yet his eyes reveal a sweet tenderness. Draco leans in as Harry lifts his hand, cupping the back of Draco’s head, and pulls him down to softly press his lips against Draco’s.
Draco’s heart sings as Harry’s lips move against his; there’s a flurry of emotions in the pit of his stomach— pure excitement, hope, yearning, love and desire. A deep and wild need surges between them, so charged that Draco feels breathless from its voracity. With one arm still cradling Dani, Draco instinctively reaches out with the other, gently resting his hand on Harry’s shoulder to steady himself. He savours Harry’s touch feels it radiate through his entire body. As they part, Draco trembles, his eyes locking with Harry’s. A blush creeps across Draco’s cheeks as he becomes giddy from the rush of kissing him. They share a slow, small smile before Draco’s gaze drifts down to Dani's peaceful face.
“I’ll put her to bed, and then we can continue this conversation in my room,” Draco says, a sudden shyness creeping over him. Harry nods, rising to his feet and stepping back to give Draco space to place Dani in her crib, turning her Quidditch-theme mobile on, and spelling the lights down low. Draco leans down to kiss her forehead once more, and as he moves to step away, Harry's hand on his elbow halts him. With a gentle smile, Harry leans forward and drops a quick kiss on Dani’s forehead as well.
“Sweet dreams, baby girl,” Harry whispers and then extends his hand to Draco. Draco clasps it, and together, they walk hand-in-hand to Draco’s bedroom.
Happy Birthday, Trish! Everyone, please mind the tags and enjoy!
Portrait of a Young Girl by @thusspoketrish
Rating: M
Pairing: Draco x Harry
Length: 54 minutes
Summary:
Recently married, Harry and Draco are tasked with raising a four-year old Teddy, whose emerging gender identity brings up an array of questions, fears, and revelations for them when they realise that Teddy might be transgender.
Hiya! I’m looking for a fic that I can’t find ANYWHERE. It’s post-Hogwarts and I think it takes place mostly in the Leaky or some kind bar. There’s a beer or bar garden in the back, and Zacharias Smith is low-key a villain and blackmails Harry a bit and breaks Draco and Harry up.
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My first ficbinding attempt; Everything That Happens is From Now On by @thusspoketrish /trishjames
Everything That Happens is From Now On is one of the most wonderfully written fics I've ever read. The way how the author narrates Draco's pain then his surviving/healing, and all the things that happen between; make me feel devastated and extremely connect with the story. This is a huge recommend that you give it a try. Please, don't forget to read the Author's tags/notes.
Typeset, design and binding by me. I was very inspirited by @queercore-curriculum's astonishing work and the countless resources by @renegadepublishing
Hiya, I'm Trish! Below you'll find a list of my completed Drarry fics + a gist of the story + a handful of tags. All of my stories are postwar, EWE, and rated E or M. I will update this list as I complete more stories! Wooo!!!
MOST RECENT FIC:
Netflix and Chills | E | 20K Halloween might be over, but the tricks, treats, and heat between the sheets are just beginning for our favorite dynamic duo! Humor. Post-Second Wizarding War. EWE. Drarry in the Muggle World. Established Relationship. Snarky Draco Malfoy. Muggle Technology. Slice of Life. Humor. Romance. Domestic Fluff. Pop Culture References. Shenanigans. Halloween Night. Netflix and Chill. Banter. Mystery. Idiots in Love. Light Dom/Sub Elements. Dirty Talk. Blue Ball Hell.
Summary: When Draco innocently asks what "Netflix and Chill" means, Harry simply can't pass up the opportunity to impart some knowledge while demonstrating a masterclass in the art of seduction. Now, if only those plans weren't constantly interrupted by trick-or-treaters—some of them far more trick than treat.
The Art of Getting By | E | 149K Recovery fic set in a psychiatric hospital. Mental health Issues. Trauma/Traumatic Experiences. Heavy Angst. Harry and Draco admitted to a psychiatric hospital. Therapy. Fastburn. Co-dependency. Falling in love. Draco's + Harry's POV. Please read warnings. Dead Dove.
This Year's Love| E | 84K. A Drarry slowburn inspired by When Harry Met Sally! Humor. Light Angst. Draco in the Muggle world. Lovable Disaster!Harry. Enemies to Best Friends. Modern Dating. Layabout!Harry. Medical Student!Draco. Draco Dates Zaddies. Harry Is Living His Best Heaux Life. Sex (or no sex!) Positivity. Idiots In Love. So Much Pining. Harry's POV.
Everything That Happens Is From Now On | E | 42K. A sensitive story that explores the aftermath and recovery from a stranger SA. Established relationship. Secrets. Supportive/Loving Partner. RTS. Living Together. Body Positivity. Enthusiastic Consent. Hope. Draco's POV. Please read warnings.
Lemon Colour, Honey Glow | E | 67K. A love story that takes place over a series of unfortunate nights at the Leaky Cauldron. Enemies to Lovers. Falling in Love. Auror!Harry. Potion Master!Draco. Secret Relationship. Emotional Hurt/Comfort. Possessive Harry. Flangst. Beer Gardens. The Leaky Cauldron. The Slytherin Trio. Bullying/Violence. Spoilers Left Untagged.
Super Rich Kids | E | 81K. True crime meets wild government conspiracies when Draco becomes a twisted sort-of Robin Hood, robbing the badly behaving rich to give to...well...you'll have to read the story to find out! Angst. Murders. Coverups. Enemies to Friends to Lovers. Bisexual Draco. Lush descriptions of glamour. Humor. The ULTIMATE Slytherin ensemble. Mental Health Issues. Drug Usage/Addiction. Pureblood Elitism. Social Season. Angst with a Happy Ending. Draco's POV.
On The Last Day | E | 53K. Draco's role as an Unspeakable, Harry's untimely death and ghostly return, and conspiracies bind them in a quest for truth and redemption. Mystery. Angst. Hurt/Comfort. Grief/Mourning. Horror Elements. Science. Neurology/Neuroscience. Slowburn. Memory Loss. Draco's POV.
My Best Friend, the Serial Killer | E | 37K. Ride or Die BFFL Draco finds he's tired of moonlighting as a serial killer's accomplice. No matter how much he loves Pansy, he draws the line at helping her dispose of a sexy, flirty Harry Potter. Dark Humor. Campy/Kitsch Elements. Serial Killer!Pansy. Healer!Draco. Femme Fatale Trope. Falling in Love. Self-Love. Jealousy. Everyone is seriously morally grey. Draco's POV.
A Ferret, a ScarHead, a Weasel, & a Baby | E | 91K. The ultimate bromance takes centre stage (alongside a sweet and tender Drarry romance) in this Three Men & a Baby inspired story! BAMF Auror Draco. Protective Draco. Healer Harry. Capable and Emotionally Intelligent Ron. Illegal Potions Ring. Orphaned Baby. Roommates. Nothing to Something to Everything. Draco's POV.
Seven Days | E | 8K. It takes seven days for the Malfoy-Potter family to unravel. Grief/Mourning. Child Abduction. Death of a Child. Implied Mpreg. Alcohol Relapse. Coming to Terms. Harry's POV. Please Read the Warnings.
Portrait of a Young Girl | M | 8K. Navigating the complexities of love, marriage, and child-rearing, Harry and Draco face a new challenge when they suspect that four-year-old Teddy might be transgender. Married Drarry. Young Couple. Inexperienced Parents. Marital Problems/Disagreements. Stay-at-Home Dad Draco. Fluff. Acceptance. Love. Family. Happy Ending. Harry's POV.
A Day at the Park | M | 6K. Draco discovers that love has its own timing, and sometimes, that means returning to the place where he once lost it all. Estranged couple. Flashbacks. Pining. Postman's Park. Exiled Draco. Draco's POV.
Long for Bliss! | E | 9K. A random night out takes a dark and thrilling turn when Harry, after taking MDMA, encounters Draco Malfoy, looking like something straight out of his wildest dreams – or nightmares. First Time Drug Use. Nightclubs. The Perils of Ennui. Mildly Dubious Consent. Rooftop Sex. Light Dom/Sub Elements. Harry's POV.
Idiot Boys In Love & More | Various Ratings | 18K. Here you'll find a collection of one-shots, drabbles, and poems about Harry and Draco that are all standalone pieces! Each story is centered on a prompt provided by @drarrymicrofic and said prompt will be listed in the summary of each story (Series I completed). Harry + Draco's POV.
I’m so terribly late sharing this incredible cover art for my drarry fic, “My Best Friend, the Serial Killer” created by @uncannycerulean, for my birthday! She absolutely nailed Pansy’s vibe from the fic while beautifully honoring the original book cover that inspired the story. I’m still in awe, still overwhelmed with happy tears, and forever grateful for this thoughtful, stunning piece of artwork. Thank you so much for this lovely gift! 💖
Are you into dark comedy/horror with a dash (bucket full) of drama? A smirking Harry Potter who flirts first and asks questions never? A very tired Healer Draco who didn’t mean to become a serial killer’s accomplice? And a super hot Pansy Parkinson who is iconically unhinged, a killer girlfriend, and oh, possibly cursed? Well, this one’s got your name on it! Here’s the summary:
Draco’s best friend and flatmate, Pansy Parkinson, is a lot of things: beautiful, intelligent, doting, and more than a little unnerving. Draco loves her all the same, even if cleaning up after her bloody—ah, messy—romantic breakups has become his new normal. After all, what are best friends for?
But when Pansy brings home her next victim—ah, boyfriend—Harry Potter, Draco starts to wonder just how far his love for her can stretch.
