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Love Bites, Or How Draco Malfoy Learned to let go and Celebrate his Allure by: Mosrael

(51k/ Mature/ Vampire Trope)

Recently-turned Draco Malfoy is doing his very best to be a normal, productive, contributing member of wixen society. So far, he's managed to keep his bloody little problem a secret, even from his best friends. But when the professional opportunity he's been dreaming of finally falls in his lap, he finds himself with much more than just a potential promotion. Will a profile on a new creature-exclusive dating app, a wolfy stranger who seems hellbent on liking Draco just the way he is, and a little self-confidence help Draco finally love himself and his newfound community?

MY THOUGHTS: This story was a delight! As much as this story is about Harry and Draco falling for each other, it definitely focuses on Draco accepting his creature side and finding out how to navigate his life with his new heritage. There is a sense of community and finding one’s place in this story that is heartwarming and deeply emotional.

I love that this story centers around a dating app for those with creature heritage, and of course it’s founded by Veela Queen Fleur! As Draco really goes on a journey to accept himself and others, he connects with a profile and becomes increasingly attached to the user in the other end, whoever they may be 😉. I love how the author blends the text conversations from the app with Draco’s journey of telling people about being a Vampire, finding his voice and getting comfortable in his new skin.

FEATURING: HOT bathroom photos, Supportive Pansy Parkinson, Werewolf Harry Potter, Animal Lover Harry Potter, Playful banter, A bit of creature rights, and coming to love yourself for exactly who you are.

The Worst Plan He's Ever Had by @gnarf (AO3) General Audiences | No Archive Warnings Apply | 3k fluff, fake/pretend relationship, cuddling, valentine's day, eighth year, everything is beautiful and nothing hurts

“I need you to pretend to be my boyfriend until valentine's day is over. I detected at least three hexed objects in my mail and five attempts to poison me with love potion this week and I'm sick of it.” “To be—your boyfriend?” Malfoy's voice stuttered and Harry braced himself for the punch he was expecting. But it never came. Instead— “Fine. I'll do it.” Harry couldn't believe his ears. “Just like that?” “Yes Potter, just like that."

Made for @gameofdrarry​​‘s Wizard’s Hearts Team Activity #3. Our team, Bontanica de la Sorcellerie, has our divination shop located in New Orleans, and one of our most popular services is...well I’m sure you can guess.😏 Find out more about our shop via this lovely post the mods posted up a while back. We were asked to write a fic involving Harry and Draco visiting our shop. So here’s the result of that.

🍑>>> Rumpology 101: How to Eat, I mean Read, Arse by DrWhoIsGinnyHolmes (M, 3.1k, w/ art by sugareey​) 

Summary: After a rare exuberant review by Pansy, Draco knew he had to travel to New Orleans to experience his own Rumpology session at the famous Botanica de la Sorcellerie. He just didn't expect to know the owner.

Extra Notes: 982392183 kudos to DrWhoIsGinnyHolmes for writing this fun fic, and thanks to our whole team for betaing! And I drew up some art for the occasion. Cheers and enjoy!

Title: A Latte Fun

Author: @ladderofyears

Rating: Teen

Exploding Snap Trope: Enemies to Lovers from @gameofdrarry

Word Count: 2,007

Tags: Muggle AU, Coffeeshop AU, Enemies to Lovers, Childhood Rivals, Romantic Comedy

Summary: Harry Potter is an unashamed tea-snob. Unfortunately, his latest fascination is Draco Malfoy, his childhood rival and owner of A Latte Fun, a diehard coffee aficionado’s paradise.

Excerpt:

Harry Potter was proud to call himself a drinker of tea. A connoisseur of the hot, leafy beverage. A veritable maestro of the brew.

He was an unabashed tea-snob.

Therefore, it would have made no sense to anyone who had ever known Harry Potter to see him entering A Latte Fun, the brightest cafe on Camden High-Street.

This establishment was a diehard coffee aficionado’s paradise, with an unpronounceable menu full of Lattes, Mochas, and Espressos. As for tea, A Latte Fun committed the worst of all sins: their range consisted solely of “with or without milk.” Quite honestly, it was a tea-infused horror show.

But what A Latte Fun did have was a very specific man behind their counter.

Rec Notes:

I chose this excerpt with care, and to highlight one of my favourite aspects of A Latte Fun and the way it flips the script on the average Drarry dynamic while keeping the spirit of enemies to lovers alive.

But in case you were worried — yes, Draco and Harry were school boy rivals in this universe, too. And yes, Harry still proves that stalking is his love language. However, instead of Draco’s usual brand of colorful particularities filling the page — we get to see Harry with his nose turned up, sniffing in distaste at things he doesn’t like nor understand. Yet never in a way that feels out of character or facetious. 

Now, I know always-a-muggle AUs aren’t for every reader’s taste, but this fic clocks in right at 2k — the perfect length to invest a few minutes of your time in to try something new.

Author’s Comments: My first work for the Drarry Exploding Snap Game! It was originally 1100 words but considering my prompt was Write a Drarry fic of 543-605 words following this prompt: Harry or Draco has to tell the truth under the effects of a Truth Spell or Veritaserum. that didn’t go too well so I had to delete some stuff! A lot of stuff! ...I’ll be posting the full version on my AO3 later. 

Summary: During the war, at Malfoy Manor, after Harry, Ron, and Hermione had been caught, what if things had gone a different way? What if Draco Malfoy had done more than refuse to confirm who was in front of him? The truth always comes spilling out — one way or another. 

Fandom: Harry Potter

Relationship: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter

Rating: Teen Audiences

Word Count: 599

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“Well, Draco? Is it? Is it Harry Potter?” 

Tearing through the forest, Harry didn’t let himself slow as he dodged the multiple bodies running alongside him, voices screaming into the night air.

It was a jumble of yelling, Hermione’s voice rising clear above it all, “Verita Contraindre!” The spell, just as every spell of hers before, hit its target perfectly. “Do you mean to harm us!”

There, running for their lives as they dodged flashes of red and green, Draco Malfoy was compelled and forced to tell the truth. 

“I can’t- I can’t be sure.”

“Of course not! I don’t want to hurt any of you!” The words were pained and agonzied, sounding as if they were ripped out of Draco’s throat even as he tried to hold them back. “But if they tell me to hurt you then I have no choice!”

The last word was clipped, cut off sharply as Harry saw Draco stumble to the ground. Harry didn’t pause, grabbing Draco’s hand and forcing them to keep running. 

As they ran, he couldn’t stop himself, the question tumbling out of him before he could even begin to hold it back, “Did you know it was me? In the foyer, before she saw the sword, did you know?”

“There’s something there, it could be the scar, stretched tight… Draco, come here, look properly! What do you think?”

Draco panted, Harry’s grip the only thing keeping him up as they locked eyes just as they had back then. Back in that moment where Harry had felt his life in Draco’s hands as the two had stared at each other, a million words swimming in the silence around them. 

“I don’t know.”

“I always know when it’s you.” The words were torn and shredded from the panting, the screaming and yelling behind them starting to fade for a moment as they ran deeper into the woods, Hermione shouting over the noise. 

“Harry! Ron! To the cottage! Dean, get over here, now!” Hermione scrambled to reach for Dean, who had Griphook on his back and was struggling to drag in a breath amidst their frantic run for freedom.  Ron was already skidding to a stop, linking his arm with Luna’s, Ollivander perched awkwardly on his back before they were disappearing with a crack. 

“You knew.” Harry dragged him over a hill and threw them behind it, dodging a stream of red light as another crack rang through the air. “Why would you lie to them? Why would you try to protect me!”

“Yeah. It could be.” 

A laugh tore through the air, loud and hysterical and pleading and begging all at once, “Because it’s you! Because you’re Harry Potter, the Chosen One, Gryffindor’s fucking Golden Boy! You’re our last hope of fixing what they ruined!” 

“Be grateful I’m helping at all and get moving!”

“Come with me.” They were getting closer. Harry could hear Bellatrix’s crazed scream and Greyback’s howling. He could feel him, too. “If you go back they’ll kill you.”

Draco stared at him, storm grey eyes flashing as the pounding of footsteps got closer. “They’ll kill me if I go with you.” 

“They’ll kill you if you stay.” They would all kill him for daring to betray them. Harry knew that — and Draco did, too. The sounds were closer and Harry knew he had one more moment, one more heartbeat, one more question- “Do you trust me?” 

“No! Not him! Not him!” 

“Yes.” The answer slipped out as easy and softly as a sigh. “I trust you.” 

The Way Down

Author: lettered

Rating: M

Word Count: 65,615

Tags: slowburn, powerful!Harry, anxiety attacks, depression, nervous breakdown, hermit Harry   

Summary:

Harry is overwhelmed by his own power and fame and angst, so he's become a hermit. Draco Malfoy is tired of the melodrama.

Excerpt: 

"I’m tired. I’m just really tired.”

“Of keeping it under control?” 

“Yes. No. I’m tired of never getting to have what I want.”

Malfoy’s brows went up, and he still wasn’t looking at Harry. “You have more than most people, you know. Friends. Enough money to be independent. A nice flat. Family, even if it isn’t—”

“Alright, I’m lucky. I don’t care. I’m still tired of not getting to have—I should get to have—God, will you listen to me? I sound like . . .”

“I’m listening.” Malfoy was practically on the edge of his seat, listening. Now he was looking directly at him, almost breathless. “Trust me, I’m listening.”

“I want to have—I should have—I want you,” Harry snarled, pushing away from the table again.

There was a long silence, in which Malfoy looked at his cup. “And you see no reason why I might be happy about that, Potter?”

“I—what?”

“I’ve told you I fancy you, that I wanted—” Malfoy’s face twisted, and he leapt up from his seat as well. “Are you even thinking of anyone but yourself?”

“I,” Harry said, and swallowed. He wanted so much, so many things he should not do, his chest ached with them. The monster clawed for them. Harry closed his eyes again.

“Sweet Merlin. You can’t.” Malfoy came to him and shook him hard. “Listen to me, Harry. I’m a human being. You said you cared about my feelings. This isn’t easy for me, either.”

Harry’s breath was coming shallow. He felt sweat break out on his brow, cold and clammy.

“Maybe I don’t have a monster,” Malfoy said, “but I have other things. Doubts, and—I thought you might . . . Do you think because I’m not as powerful as you, the things I want matter less?” Malfoy pushed him into the wall. 

“They don’t matter less.” Harry swallowed. “I just don’t know how to—I don’t know how to—”

“Think of your field.” Malfoy jabbed a finger at his chest. “Think of it right now, and don’t stop.”

“I don’t have a field anymore.”

“You said—”

“All I have is you.” Harry’s eyes were very hot as he looked at Malfoy, and he didn’t blink at all.

Rec Notes:

Well...to put it lightly, this fic was a journey. 

It's common knowledge at this point that whatever lettered writes is always always bewitching. With their sensual way with words and phrases that hits just the right spot, this fic definitely lived up to the expectations. 

I kept this one on hold for a very long time because of the tags concerning mental health. I knew it was going to hit me in the worst-best way possible. And how right was I?

Harry and his way of dealing with depression and anxiety is a long gray process in the story; him trying to stand up before falling over yet always, always getting back up to try again. And the way the author brought out Draco's inner turmoil; with subtle hints here and there that lets you see without seeing.…. God! It was breathtaking! 

This is definitely a very very different take on  Powerful!Harry characterization. Where most fic portrays his power as something dark or indestructible, I think this one is one of those rare fics where his powers are shown as something that makes him seem more vulnerable and broken than the high and mighty war hero. 

It's just beautifully written. I may or may not have shed a few tears at the end..and don't even ask me about the amount of screenshots I've taken because I was bestowed with a certain part of the fic(wayy too many!!) 

Thank you @gameofdrarry! It's the Wizards Hearts game that compelled me to pick this fic up and give it a read, and I'm glad I read it.                

Florean Fortescue The Third by @queenofthyme

Harry/Draco (2018, Teen and Up, 5k)

Florean Forestcue The Third or "GET IT FORTESCUE BOY" follows the story of the grandson of Florean Fortescue and his attempts to run his ice cream parlour in peace. When new regulars, Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter, begin to shamelessly flirt with him, Florean the third uses his grandfather's famous flavours and his own quick powers of deduction to stop both customers bothering him once and for all.

This is such a delightful fic! Original, charming, hilarious and sweet. I loved Florean, he’s a great character and I adore his sharp tongue and how he doesn’t fall for either Harry or Draco’s charm lol, poor kid. It was delicious to watch the Drarry drama unfold through his eyes, and to feel the excitement he felt putting his matchmaking plan in action. And the ice cream names the author came up with are brilliant! A lovely quick read, easy and clever, with the cutest ending.