Fraggle

I got a comment on a fic that is less than a year old and it was mostly an apology for being a comment on an "old fic" and how late they were in commenting.

Fandom is not trends.

Fandom is a cross between a library and having a slumber party with your friends.

Rose and Shane (who are both closet cinephiles; Shane because he thinks it's embarrassing to have hobbies and Rose because being a cinephile as an actor just seems cringe to her) are working their way through one of those "100 movies to watch before you die" lists and finally get to Dirty Dancing.

"I can't believe you haven't seen this," Rose says, and Shane grumbles something about not really being a fan of the genre and well, their rule is that if they think the movie is stupid they can turn it off after an hour so Rose finds it on one of the 6000 streaming platforms Ilya pays for (the Fast and the Furious movies keep jumping around) and starts the stream fully expecting for Shane to exert his veto power in an hour.

And then he just doesn't. He sits there and watches the whole thing, mouth slightly open. Usually they talk at least a little bit about the plot or the cinematography (Shane has developed some opinions in that regard, mostly adopted from Rose whose opinions he takes as gospel by consequence of knowing next to nothing about the industry) but Shane is just. Rapt.

Then Ilya comes stalking into the living room towards the end of the movie and by pure coincidence he's wearing a black shirt and pants and Shane looks away from the TV for the first time in 90 minutes.

"Shane," he says, and puts two fingers on Shane's jaw, entirely chaste but extremely proprietary. "Have you seen my iPad?"

"Den," Shane says softly. "It's in the den."

it’s halfblooded prince but malfoy tells the truth from the very beginning and they solve their problems together

In canon, the Elder Wand transfers from master to master via disarming. We see this happen in several different ways; Grindelwald steals it, Dumbledore wins it in combat, Draco wins it in a victory of quick reflexes, and Harry obtains it by taking another wand from its master. This convoluted lore tends to create more questions than answers, and a few different possibilities arise in terms of technicality.

It could be that the lore about love as such a powerful magic in its own right applies to the Elder Wand as well. Though the in-world consensus is that only a forced disarming in combat can transfer ownership of it from one master to another, perhaps the opposite is also true. If the current master has enough love rather than hatred for the new master, perhaps that a part of them wants the new master to have it, then this could be why Dumbledore was able to defeat Grindelwald despite the latter apparently having the more powerful wand; Grindelwald did not want to kill the man he still loved and thus willingly yielded to prevent the duel from ending with death, relinquishing the wand to Dumbledore. And if you want to put on Drarry glasses, the fact that Harry just grabs Draco’s wand from him without much of a struggle implies Draco wants Harry to have it because he wants Harry to win this war, which may be motivated by romantic feelings, as well as his shifting morals and hatred of Voldemort. (The great Drarry fic 9 1/2 Days actually depicts Draco’s love for Harry as a sufficient transfer of Elder Wand ownership because of the importance of intent in magic.)

@drarrymicrofic | wc: 550 | prompt: hesitate

“Well,” Harry said, the second Draco’s front door slammed behind them, “that went a bit shit.”

Draco turned on him slowly. “I thought it was salvageable until she asked whether you’d ever pictured me naked.”

“I said no!” 

“You said no comment! Seriously, Potter, you were distracted the whole time.”

Harry blinked. “That was because I was picturing you naked.”

Draco stared at him.

“What?” Harry asked. “I’m only human.”

Draco made a strangled noise and swept towards the drinks cabinet. “I need something strong enough to erase the last forty minutes of my life. Possibly the last twenty years.”

“Bit dramatic.”

“Skeeter asked whether we were lovers, Potter.”

“She asks everyone that.” Harry dropped onto Draco’s sofa, sprawling deliberately, all messy hair and open shirt at the collar. “Also, you didn’t exactly help.”

Draco paused with the whisky bottle in hand. “Me?”

“Yes, you. All that sneering and ‘Mr Potter and I have a complicated history’ rubbish.”

“It is complicated.”

“It’s not that complicated.”

Draco poured too much whisky into one glass. “You are the one that hesitated first when she asked what we were to each other. Is friends not in your vocabulary?”

“Are we friends?” Harry asked, looking up at him beneath his lashes. “Because I thought you’d prefer me to say fuck buddies.”

“We are not—”

“What am I doing in your flat, then?”

Harry stood. Draco hated how casually he did it. He stopped too close.

“What am I doing here, Draco?”

Draco lifted his chin. “Being irritating.”

Harry stepped closer. “Try again.”

“Being impossible.”

“Warmer.”

Draco swallowed. “Being presumptuous.”

Harry’s smile was wicked. “You’re going to fuck me, are you not?”

Draco set the whisky down very carefully, face going hot. “For someone who froze in front of Rita Skeeter, you’ve found your tongue remarkably quickly.”

Harry’s gaze dropped to Draco’s mouth. “Could find yours too.”

“Potter.”

“Malfoy.”

“We are friends,” Draco said.

Harry laughed. “Right. Brilliant. Friends.”

“Harry—”

“No, it’s good. Really. Let me call Ron and ask whether he wants to shove me against a wall.”

Draco caught Harry by the front of his shirt and pushed him back against the nearest wall. Harry went willingly, annoyingly smug for half a second, until Draco pressed in and watched the smugness fade away.

“What do you want me to say?” Draco asked. “Since apparently you’ve decided directness is tonight’s theme.”

Harry’s breath caught as Draco leaned nearer, though not kissing him yet. 

“I want you to say I’m not your friend,” Harry said, voice low, “I want you to say you were furious because I hesitated. Because you thought I was ashamed of you. Which I’m not.”

“You looked like you were.”

“I looked terrified because for one second I thought you might not want me to say it first.”

“Say what?”

“That you’re mine. That I’m yours. That Skeeter can print whatever headline she likes, so long as she spells boyfriend correctly.”

Draco forgot how to breathe, but not how to snark, because he said, “Boyfriend is a rather juvenile term.”

Harry’s smile returned. “What would you prefer? Lover? Partner?”

Draco made a face. “Fine,” he said, fingers still twisted in Harry’s shirt. “You’re my boyfriend.”

Harry’s green eyes went soft. “Yeah?”

“Yes, Potter. Don’t make me repeat myself.”

@drarrymicrofic | wc: 456 | prompt: butt

The first time Harry tried to ask Draco Malfoy out, he got as far as, “So, Malfoy, are you—”

Then Ron appeared, dropped three case files on Harry’s desk, and said, “Good, you’re both here. Please tell me one of you knows where I can find a cursed ferret, I’ve been doing the rounds.”

Draco looked at the files. Harry looked at Ron.

“Not now,” Harry said.

Ron dropped into a chair. “It’s either now or I set fire to the paperwork.”

The second time, Harry cornered Draco in the Ministry lift.

“Malfoy,” he said, shifting his grip on his briefcase, “I was wondering if you’d like to—”

The lift doors opened and Kingsley Shacklebolt stepped in.

Harry immediately changed course and said, “—review the… broom-related… tax fraud?”

Draco stared at him. “Potter, that was six months ago.”

Kingsley looked between them, then very wisely chose shuffling through the paperwork in his hand over whatever this was. 

The third time, Draco was alone outside after work, collar turned up against the cold, smoke from his cigarette curling silver around his fingers.

“Malfoy,” Harry said, walking up, before he could lose his nerve.

Draco looked over. “Potter.”

“I was thinking we—”

“There you are,” Pansy said from behind him, pulling her gloves on. She looked between them and smirked. “Am I interrupting something?”

Draco’s mouth curved. “Only Potter’s latest attempt at a sentence, apparently.”

Harry rolled his eyes. “Whatever. Good night.”

Pansy waved and looped her arm through Draco’s, tugging him away, already complaining about the cold.

Harry watched them go and made a private note to find a way to rid of the entire concept of timing.

A few weeks into this, Hermione had apparently had enough.

They were all crammed into a corner booth at the Leaky, warm with laughter and too many rounds, when Harry glanced at Draco across the table.

“Malfoy, I—well. I was wondering if—”

Everyone else’s conversation died all at once, and their eyes were on him. Harry’s mouth stayed open, uselessly shaped around words that had apparently decided to abandon him.

Across the table, Draco only raised a perfect blond eyebrow, which did not help.

Hermione did not even look up from her drink. “Draco, Harry wants to know if you’ll go out with him,” she butted in. 

Ron and Blaise said, in unison, “Oh, finally.”

Harry turned his head slowly towards Hermione. “Hey, I had that!”

“Did you though?”

Harry was about to retort when Draco’s knee brushed his beneath the table. When Harry looked back at him, Draco was smiling.

“Well, Potter?”

Harry swallowed. “Dinner?”

Draco’s smile softened. “I thought you’d never ask.”

I’ve been doing drarry recs posts every week for a while and it’s getting harder and harder to navigate through all theses posts. So here is a masterlist of all the posts I made so far.

Note : the masterlist is now split into four parts. You can find the other parts here: drarry fests - part 1, drarry fests - part 2 and drarry fests - part 3.

Last updated : July 6th (Added since last update)

Previous update : December 29th 2025

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Older fics

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Longer fics

Length : 70k-80k, 80k-90k, 90k-100k, 100k-125k, 125k-150k, 150k-200k, More than 200k  

Setting

Hogwarts (years 1 to 7) 

War : part 1, part 2

Eight year : part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5

Theme

Advent calendar

Aging / De-aging

Alternate Sorting

Animagus

Auror Training

BDSM

Being on the run

Bodyswap

Bond

Books / Writing

Career : Aurors part 1, part 2, part 3, Healers, Hogwarts teachers, Unexpected part 1, part 2

Christmas fics

Clubbing

Coffee Shop / Bakery

Curses : part 1, part 2, part 3

Death : part 1, part 2

Disability :  Blind, mute or deaf, Physical / Illness

Draco is a bit unhinged

Epilogue compliant : part 1, part 2, part 3

Fall of the Wizarding World

Fake / Pretend relationship

Farmer / Gardener

Five plus one

Forced bed sharing

Groundhog day

Hermit!Harry

Hogwarts founders

Horcruxes hunting

House magic

Interrupted wedding

Magical Creature : Draco, Harry

Magical lore

Memory loss

Mentor!Snape

Mirror of Erised

Missing in action

Mistaken Identities

Misunderstandings

Mpreg : Draco part 1, part 2, Harry

Muggle life : part 1, part 2, part 3

Party games

Pets / Familiars

Politics

Prostitution

Quidditch / Flying

Raising Children : part 1, part 2, part 3

Room of Requirements

Safe House

Set Mostly outside of the UK : USA / Canada, EU, others

Something made them do it

Soulmarks / Soulmates

Spy!Draco

Tattoos

Time / Universe travel

Trees

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Harry / Scorpius

HP Drizzle : 2017

HP Next gen : 2022, 2019, 2018, 2017, 2016, 2015, 2012, 2010, 2009

François Arnaud Birthday Bash 2026.

July 5 | Day 3: Free Choice.

"Shades of Saint Laurent", Madonna with Connor Storrie [from Heated Rivalry] at the Saint Laurent Men's Summer 27 Show

Jun 2026

Yes, I know Madonna was wearing red, but I recoloured this from the black and white photograph and I really liked the look of the final image with black lace (I don't know why, but I don't like Madonna in red?). Keeping her in black sort of, I don't know, makes it feel a bit less polished. Same reason for not fixing the mistakes I made with some of the holes in the fishnets filling in. I like it. It's for me.

And no, it's not AI. All mistakes are my own.