#drarryhc

ALRIGHT SO I SAW THE CUTEST HC OF DRACO AND HARRY and i kinda really don’t know how to put a link to the post butttt anyways. here’s my take on it with the little flower shop/tattoo parlor au

Draco owning a tattoo parlor

Harry owning the flower shop next to him

They don’t talk until one day when Harry sees Draco practically falling asleep at his desk. It was so late and Harry was wondering why the fuck Draco was still there. 

But he sees Draco take a sip of the coffee and make a disgusted face. 

Harry feels guilty though because he knows Draco has been there since like 7 in the morning. 

So Harry drags his ass over to a 24-hour cafe near them and orders two coffees. One really sweet which he knows Draco will drink (he literally always sees Draco with some sort of candy in his mouth and how is that fair, all he eats are sweets and he is still fit as fuck) and black for him

He walks back and opens the door of Draco’s parlor. 

“I’m sorry we’re closed for the moment. Come back tomorrow.” Draco says not looking up from the design he’s sketching. 

“Brought you coffee.. I know you’re tired so.. I hope you don’t mind” Harry replies. 

Draco’s head shoots up in shock. “oh um thank you?? but i have my own coffee” Draco takes a sip to prove it but he can’t stop the grimace that came with the taste.

Harry shot him a deadpan look. bc just drink the damn coffee Draco , Im too tired for your bullshit

Draco sighs and nods. “ thank you, Potter.” 

“no problem, Malfoy.” “please sit,” Draco said as he pulls up another chair. 

Harry thanks him and sits down. he asks what draco is drawing.

“a client of mine wanted an original but i’m kinda sucking at it right now as i’m sure you can see” and draco gestures to all the crumbled papers around him. 

Harry asks what ideas he has. Draco said he didn’t know and just groaned in frustration. 

Harry laughed and shrugged.

then draco got an idea and gasped. then he smiled. and harry’s heart stopped.

draco had dimples, fucking dimples

and harry realized that he quite liked being on the receiving end of those dimpled smiles.

harry smiled back.

so then it became a nightly ritual. every night after work , harry would go to the cafe and get coffee for both of them and go sit with draco until draco was done working.

it went on for a couple of months.

one night harry had been late to these meetings.

draco went to look for him at the flower shop and found harry knocked out with his head on the counter. he sighed and smiled fondly, his dimples showing.

he went to the cafe and ordered them went back to harry and woke him up.

“hey, love.. wake up. you need to get home”

Harry blinks blearily a couple of times and then says, “love?”

draco blushed and ignored the question.

harry smiled and stood up, “come home with me tonight. not to do anything, just sleep? please? and for some tea?”

draco grinned and agreed.

they went to harry’s apartment and talked over tea. harry found that he really really really liked draco’s dimples.

and when they kissed, harry ran his fingertips right where draco’s dimples are.

and every time draco was sad or mad or hurt, harry would run his fingertips over his dimples and tell him to smile.

and that always made draco happy.

Pansy: Oh yeah...So how did you and Harry end up kissing?

Draco: You know we were all alone and he was being really nice to me and, oh and he gave me this scarf...

Blaise: I thought you hated him?

I've been sleeping so much instead of going to the library that I had this Harry-centric dream wherein..

Harry and Draco are together after the war but Harry's life is such a mess. His powers are uncontrollable, the media and the people are rioting everytime they see him to the point that Draco got hurt one time

And Harry thought, that's it. He can't take it anymore. When it happened again, his magic went wild and he ended up hurting bad someone who was planning to hurt Draco intentionally either way

But the guilt was so heavy, he just left

Draco and everybody went crazy looking for him but he cannot be found

Meantime, his magic just went boom and did something that he had to seek help controlling it. He changed, no more happy go lucky easily infuriated harry potter

AND THEN

My dream shifted and he became a DETECTIVE??

He arrived at this town which looked perfect at first but there were several suspicious people killing the townsfolk

This rich sofisticated mafia-ish businessman engaged to the town mayor with abusive streak

Said sexy kind town mayor

Said sexy town mayor's secretary who has a boyfriend but sends mafia boss furtive/longing looks

Really hero-ish type boyfriend of said secretary

And many more

But it involves secret messages, bomb threats, actual bomb implanting and other csi shit

And Harry is the next target

And he needs George's help and he sent it really sneakily because he's under suspicion as the new person in town and he can trust no one

He knows he's the next target

BUT instead of George coming for help

DRACO ARRIVED

And Harry is torn with longing and worry and shock

But Draco is like a raging angel and sauntered into town and straight into danger as the key to hurting Harry

Draco: Yes, Harry?

Harry: Well, I was wondering if—

Draco: ?

Harry: Um, well—

Draco: Harry?

Harry: Forget it.

Draco: No, Harry, what’s up?

Harry: *blushing* umcouldipleaseholdyourhand?

Draco:

{drarry-fangirl}

•Pansy and Hermione, eighth year at Hogwarts

•Pansy apologises to Harry, Ron and Hermione. At first it’s awkward, tense, but she manages to spit it out, her head bowed.

•”I was scared. I didn’t know what was going on, all I knew was that I needed it to end. We had already lost so many people. I— I’m sorry.”

•She looks up, eyes wide and afraid, but she is met with a series of warm smiles.

•Harry steps forward. “That’s alright. I understand. We were just kids, after all.”

•She smiles shyly, whispering a quiet, “Thank you,” to the three.

•The three start hanging out. Surprisingly, Pansy seems to be a huge bookworm, and can be found often reading and studying together with Hermione in the library while Ron and Harry play chess.

•They never talk about the war.

•The three of them never see Draco around. The only time where the blonde can be seen is in classes, where he keeps his head low and doesn’t speak.

•Harry notices, looking over at the Slytherin table during dinner and not seeing the familiar blonde head hunched over his plate. He starts watching the blonde, noticing how he seems to disappear after all classes. How he never seems to be eating.

•And he worries.

•He voices his worries to Hermione as she leaves for the library. She is in a hurry, a stack of books in her hands as she mutters about how late she is and how Pansy must be already waiting there and—

•So she doesn’t seem to listen to him.

•He sighs, and promises to himself that he is going to let it go.

•What he doesn’t see, as Hermione leaves, is a spark in her eyes and a small smile growing on her lips.

•She gets to the library and sits down beside Pansy. She mutters “I’m sorry”, as she sits.

•Pansy merely shrugs, her eyes soaking in the words on her paper.

•She raises her head as Hermione keeps staring at her. “What’s up?”

•Hermione looks at Pansy, takes a deep breath. “Harry is worried about Draco.”

•Pansy drops her quill, and a smirk formes on her face. “Oh, he does, doesn’t he?”

•Hermione smirks as well. “Oh, yeah.”

•“He was rambling on about how he never sees him eat and how he disappears after classes...”

•”Strange, because all I hear in the Slytherin Common Room is Porter here, Potter there.”

•Pansy’s eyes twinkle. ”I think it’s time you all met Draco Malfoy.”

•And so they plot.

•A week later, the plan is on board.

•Harry doesn’t know what’s happening. He wakes up on Monday as usual, but isn’t even halfway ready when Hermione comes to his room and pulls him out and down the stairs. “Wha—?”

•”You’re late, Harry!”

•And so he makes his way to the Great Hall, pulled ahead by Hermione. He doesn’t dare question her. She probably just wants Harry and Ron to study at breakfast.

•It’s not even been five minutes since he sat down and started eating when everyone around him goes silent.

•Breakfast is usually quiet, whispers buzzing and echoing all around the Great Hall, but this time it is dead silent.

•Harry raises his head curiously, eyes turning to the main doors where everyone is staring.

•And his jaw drops.

•His brain shuts down (Harry.exe has stopped working)

•Huh?

•Draco Malfoy stands in front of the doors, proudly staring ahead. Pansy is behind him, and shoots a look at Harry before turning to Hermione and smirking.

•But Harry isn’t looking at her.

•He’s staring at Draco’s blue hair.

•Um—

•As Draco makes his way to the Slytherin table, all eyes follow him. The whispers start, loud. The buzzing builds up when Pansy pulls Draco back, to the other side of the Great Hall.

•To the Gryffindor table.

•And Harry is screwed.

•”Hermione!” He whines.

•Because Draco looks at him, pins him down with those grey eyes.

•And his hair looks so perfect—

•The two approach the Gryffindor table quickly and sit down in front of the trio.

•Pansy looks at Draco. Glares.

•And then Draco turns to Ron. “Weasley.” He says. “I’m really sorry. For— everything. I really am. I was wrong. I wish I had realised it sooner.”

•And Ron shrugs. “It’s alright, Mate.”

•Then he turns to Hermione. “Granger.”

•”Hermione”, she says, smiling. “Please.”

•”Hermione,” he corrects himself, mirroring Hermiones smile.

•And Harry doesn’t think the blonde knows what he is doing to him right now.

•”I’m sorry, for having you called a— Mu—, um, sorry. You are honestly one of the smartest witches I know.”

•Hermione giggles. “No worries, Draco.”

•Draco sits stunned, a shy smile forming on his lips as he nods to Hermione.

•Harry gapes.

•Draco then turns to him.

•And looks at him.

•He doesn’t seem to be able to speak, his usual aristocratic composition gone, replaced by something akin to fear, shyness, embarrassment.

•But deep in his eyes something flares.

•”Potter.”

•”I’m sorry. For everything. For being a prejudiced kid, for all the trouble I have made you go through. I—“

•And he looks down, wringing his hands.

•And Harry has to intervene.

•Because—

•Well, because he can’t stand to see the blonde so distressed.

•So he reaches out, and takes Draco’s hands in his own.

•The contact sends shivers up Harry’s arms, and he shudders.

•Draco looks up, then.

•Those grey eyes seem to change colours under Harry’s gaze. The blue hair shines in the morning sunlight. Harry can’t take his eyes off of Draco.

•He doesn’t quite know why.

•”It’s alright.” He says. “I forgive you.”

•And Draco seems to deflate, and he relaxes, his eyes filling with relief.

•He smiles, “Thank you. Really.”

•And Harry looks at him. His lips, so soft and full. Draco unconsciously licks them, and Harry shudders.

•He looks at his skin, so pale and soft, delicate just like porcelain. His eyes, the grey slowly mixing with the blue, creating a beautiful stormy hue that Harry could forever get lost in.

•And that hair.

•Harry’s breath gets knocked out of his lungs as he looks at Draco, so perfect.

•He doesn’t really know what’s happening,

•He only knows of the feeling within him,

•That fluttery,

•Messy,

•Breathtaking,

•Beautiful feeling deep within him.

•Their hands are still entwined.

okay so

harry and draco are roommates

but they’re pretty cool with each other ever since draco stopped being a downright asshole

but harry would rather live with draco than anyone else because hermione and ron are always snogging and everybody else would try to sell his shit for money. and draco really needed a place to live.

anyways, draco is gay. everybody knows this. The Prophet made a big fucking deal when they saw him kissing a muggle man. and draco wasn’t even able to come out himself.

he was terrified.. he knew his dad wasn’t going to accept him.. but he still hoped.. anyways when draco woke up the next morning it was to his dad taking all his shit out of his room.

“draco, i cannot have a faggot for a son. i cant have anybody adding more shame to this family.”

draco looked at his mother who was crying and she looked at him a certain way, trying to say sorry for not being able to stop lucius.

so draco just looked at his dad, smiled and said “fuck you for not accepting me. you’re an asshole.”

and lucius just looked shocked... like he was s h o o k

draco put on a pair of jeans and a shirt , grabbed the rest of his stuff and walked out of the house.

he called pansy and asked if he could stay with her but she apologized and said no because she’s out of the country and there’s no spare key.

so draco just sighed. and thought i’m fucked

and then draco had an idea.. a stupid one, but an idea nonetheless.

so he apparated to harry’s house, grimauld place.

he knocked on the door and prayed that harry would let him in.

harry opens the door and is shocked to see draco.

“potter, i’m sorry. i don’t mean to barge in like this but i don’t have anywhere else to go. can i please stay here? I know it’s a lot to ask, but at the moment i’m homeless and broke.. so please?”

harry feels horrible so he just nods and opens the door wider.

ANYWAYS (i’ll write another hc abt this if this gets enough notes)

so harry and draco stay roommates.

at first draco never brought anybody home and harry was happy with that.

then harry started bringing people.

and then draco did.

but soon draco found one person to keep coming over..

so the guy draco’s dating comes over all the time.

harry starts getting angry as hell

but he doesn’t know why ???? he’s bi soo it’s not because he’s homophobic ????

but then he starts to panic because now he’s thinking it could be homophobia (!!!!)

because how tf could he be homophobic if he’s bi too ? it just doesn’t make sense to him

he rants to hermione about it but she wasn’t of any help.

she just gave him a pitying look and an exhasperated sigh

and when he asked why she was doing that , she facepalmed

“this is something you need to figure out yourself, harry”

then one morning around like 11 AM , harry goes into the kitchen to see draco making coffee and breakfast

and seeing draco act so domestic makes harry gasp and widen his eyes in realization

he likes draco

and draco looks at him when he heard the gasp and just rolled his eyes and smiled tentatively.

“yes i cook, i’m not completely inept” draco huffs out with a teasing glint in his eyes.

harry laughs a little, “no it’s not that, i just realized something insane.”

and draco looks at him with a curious face

when harry starts to explain “i li—“ the guy draco’s been seeing steps into the kitchen and says good morning while kissing draco on the lips.

and harry, harry’s just gutted.

absolutely gutted.

because how could he forget draco has a boyfriend?

how could he forget draco does not feel the same way?

so draco is distracted with his boyfriend and harry just slips out of the kitchen and walks out the flat.

he walks around for about 5 hours and decides that he’s just not gonna tell draco.

he goes back to the flat and thankfully draco’s boyfriend left.

but apparently so did draco.

harry’s heart clenched at the fact that they’re probably together.

he just goes to his room and lies down.

he falls asleep and wakes up when there’s a knock on his door.

it’s hermione

and when she sees him, she sends him a look of understanding.

she knew he finally figure it out.

“it hurts ‘mione. he’s in love with someone else. and i’ve been too stupid to realize i’m in love with him.”

“i know, love. i know. but from the way he looks at you, id say you’re wrong about the being in love with someone else part. you can always pretend to be in love with someone, harry.. but nobody will ever be good enough at pretending they aren’t in love with somebody”

harry looked at her and scoffed, “you mean the way draco looks at his boyfriend?”

hermione sighs, “i’m sorry.. i wish i could help.”

harry just nods and hugs her.. he really needed one of her hugs.

anyways by the time hermione leaves it’s already like 9 PM

so he just goes back to sleep

because man, dealing with emotions is tiring

anyways so time goes on, harry tries to avoid draco to get over his feelings and to be honest they just went back to the way they were before

but draco starts to notice that harry leaves the room when he enters, harry tries to be the first one out the door in the morning and that last one in the door at night.

and draco is hurt

because he thought that they were over the stupid enemy bullshit and the avoiding each other awkward stage of their friendship

but apparently not.

draco has known for a while of his feelings for harry.. but he thought dating someone else would make them go away.. quite frankly the relationship just made them get stronger.

anyways draco’s boyfriend keeps coming over. every day.

and then he just stops.

and draco barely comes out of his room unless it’s to go to work or to shower.

so harry, poor ol’ oblivious harry, knocks on his door one night when draco was home.

a quiet “come in” was heard so harry opened the door and went inside

“what happened? are you okay? where’s your boyfriend?” harry asked

“we broke up and i’m kind of okay.” draco answered.

“why’d you guys break up?” harry asked, calmly, but inside he was about to start jumping up and down.. but at the same time he felt bad because this is obviously a hard moment for draco.

“i broke up with him because i realized that my feelings for someone else just never went away” draco replied, looking into harry’s eyes.

harry’s heart skipped a beat

“and if you don’t mind me asking, who is that someone?” harry questioned.

“i don’t think he feels the same.. so i don’t want to say.”

harry rolled his eyes, “bullshit, you know damn well he feels the same, but okay.”

draco giggles a bit. “yeah you’re right. i’m in love with you, harry. and i’m really hoping you’re in love with me too..” draco trailed off

“of course i am, you complete and utter prat. i’m sorry i didn’t realize it before..”

draco just smiled and pulled harry in for a kiss

right before their lips met, draco whispers, “it’s okay , i always knew you were an oblivious little git anyways” and smashed his lips on to harry.

and harry was too consumed in the warmth and fireworks he felt to come up with a good answer.

( and if harry finds out that draco eavesdropped on his and hermione’s conversation in a ploy set up by her, well let’s just say.. he wouldn’t mention it for a loooongg time ;))

the dursleys were so homophobic that harry didn’t even let himself think he might not be straight before hogwarts

the more time he spent around ron and the twins, the more harry got the impression that part of why charlie was in romania was an attraction to men that was an open secret among the weasley children. they weren’t disdainful, or disgusted, and that was refreshing to harry

the tom riddle that came out of the diary was very handsome, which was... well, it wasn’t something harry had ever let himself think about before

in third year, harry walked in on fred and lee kissing behind a tapestry. harry apologized, and walked back to his dorm, flustered. fred found harry after dinner and told harry that he liked boys and girls, but that he couldn’t tell anyone because he was still figuring it out. as fred winked and walked away, harry thought me too.

sirius black, in all his insanity and starvation and the fact that he was harry’s father’s best friend, was the most handsome older man harry had ever seen in real life

cedric diggory was hot. there was no other way for harry to describe it. at first he thought it was just an aesthetic appreciation. he could acknowledge that cedric was hot without liking him right?

harry had a dream about cedric, and he had to acknowledge that his appreciation for him was more than platonic and aesthetic. he talked to fred about it, and learned a new word. bisexual.

harry kissed cedric, once, very quickly. they smiled and walked away and never talked about it

after cedric died, harry couldn’t pull himself together fully. when hermione asked him why he was so hung up on cedric’s death, it all came pouring out. he told ron and hermione that he was bisexual entirely by accident. they were kind and accepting, as they seemed to always be with harry

then came cho and ginny and the war, and harry didn’t have much time to think about sex at all, let alone continue exploring his identity

after the war, he went to muggle clubs. it was nice to get away from it all, until he ran into draco malfoy

for a few weeks, draco and harry would nod to each other, maybe have a quick conversation at the bar before going their separate ways

finally, harry mustered up the courage to ask draco out, something he realized had been lying there as subtext through all these years. draco barely even blinked before he said yes