#professordrarry

Ok! At the risk of disappointing you, my nail polish collection at the moment is organized by rank. So after wearing a polish I give it an S, A, B, or C, with C being polishes I didn't like but want to wear again, and anything D or below being destashed to friends. It's been surprising how well that system has worked for me in terms of my ability years later to find a specific polish in my collection. In retrospect, I should have put that ranking on all of my blog posts, even if only in the tags. I may start doing that. 🤔 (Although if you've ever seen me tag a post with ♥️😍♥️😍♥️, that polish is an S or an A.)

That means my collection isn't organized by color. 😭😭😭

BUT! ☝️

My untrieds, cremes and jellies ARE organized by color. So hopefully, pictures of those will scratch the same itch. 😁

- Untried, mixed brand: (I actually have more untrieds in a second box that includes magnetics, metallics and toppers that aren't included here. Please don't tell anyone. 🤫)

-Untried, Bee's Knees Lacquer: (Look there's one empty space here! Are you proud of me? 😂)

- Holo Taco Cremes and Cirque Jellies: (In case you were wondering, I did buy Born Ugly and there's no room for it. Guess it's time to buy another box. 🤪😂)

i think it was on ao3 and watt pad at one point but the author of the wattpad story had taken it from ao3 and put it in a compilation book. then she took it down and it was just on ao3. i think it was chaptered? if it wasn’t it was pretty long anyway.

We believe you are looking for Thar Be Dragons by @professordrarry (43k, T)

Author: ProfessorDrarry

Summary: Harry. Not a simple person despite his simple name. Nothing short of similar complexity could ground him. But Draco Malfoy? Really? Have they always been headed here, on a collision course of inexplicable connection? Possibly. But Harry Potter is the last person who is going to admit it.

Length: 10 chapters, 15,212 words

harry is one of the longest standing defense against the dark arts teachers in years

draco took the potions job as a way to feel closer to severus despite his boyfriends bitterness towards the man

the first few months into their dating they tried to keep it professional and were staying so far away from each other the students began to pick sides

while nearing the end of the school year they, the students, started figuring out that they were involved romantically and the upper years asked questions that turned the potions professor pink

"weasley, i will write your father if you ask me who's top and who's bottom again, we're your professors for merlins sake"

harry spends half of his lessons to the upper years going on and on about draco because he's given up on getting his students to listen if he doesn't say something

a question from a certain teddy lupin is what sparked harry's idea to propose "professor potter, are you ever gonna marry professor malfoy? will we have to call both of you professor malfoy? that'd be confusing."

harry proposed in the great hall during dinner (which brought tears to mcgonagall's eyes until she had to get the students back under control)

they would hold hands in the hallways and whenever they got homophobic howlers from parents they just stared at them with a blank empty expression

the students started sending them howlers, some of them being very inappropriate

"10/10 would shag if you weren't married"

that resulted in the howlers getting banned for good

It's the morning after the night when Professors Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy finally hooked up. Things could get awkward, but luckily, Neville shows up and makes everything worse.

Written as a team activity for @gameofdrarry featuring an awkward morning after, oblivious Harry, pining (yes, pining even though they’ve hooked up), Draco wearing a green silk dressing gown and Neville looking for his pet ostrich. (1,5 k, rated T)

Excerpt: He got up and started to look for his wand. He must’ve dropped it at some point in the frenzy of undressing each other yesterday. But before he found it, there was a loud knock on the door to Draco’s rooms.

“Draco? Draco! Are you awake?” Harry heard Neville call from the other side. “Draco! Wake up!”

The knocking became more and more frantic, and Harry started to panic. He couldn’t have Neville find him like this, naked in Draco’s chambers. It was more than obvious what they had been doing.

When Harry looked over at the bed, Draco was stirring, rubbing at his eyes. Harry dived under the covers once again, hoping that Neville wouldn’t come inside when Draco opened the door. Draco blinked his eyes open, they were soft and sleepy as he looked at Harry, and Harry forgot about his friend on the other side of the door. But then, the knocking started again, and Draco turned his head towards it, looking confused.

“Draco! Come on, please! This is an emergency!” Neville called.

Draco gracefully got up, and Harry forgot how to breathe when he watched him slipping a green silk dressing gown on as he moved to the bedroom door and disappeared into the other room.

🐓 🦃 🕊 (I couldn’t find an ostrich-emoji so please accept these unrelated birds)

As always a huge thank you to my beta dream team @etalice and @scarshavestories for helping me with this and encouraging me, you are so wonderful and I love you both so much ❤️❤️❤️

Hello, love! I’m a sucker for Modern AU’s, texting, and my Wolfstar pups.  Hope you like it! It got away from me a bit. ;-)

Sirius skidded into his room, dropping his text books on his desk in the corner, before digging into his closet.  He knew the shirt he was looking for was somewhere in there.

His phone vibrated in his pocket and he disentangled himself from the clothes trying to strangle him before he looked at the message. 

Where are you, Lily? You were supposed to be here 20 minutes ago and I’m going to fail this class without you.

Sirius shrugged, realizing they must have texted the wrong number and went back to his search for his prized Bowie t-shirt. 

His phone vibrated again and this time he huffed, fully intending to let the mysterious texter know he had the wrong number, but when he opened the message his jaw dropped. 

Does this look like a happy face to you? 

The boy in the picture had curly, dark blond hair, piercing green eyes, and a faded scar that ran across his large nose and down one cheek.  His full lips were set in a pout that made even his angry expression look absolutely adorable to Sirius.  

He couldn’t resist texting back. 

No, mate, not happy, but definitely hot. ;-)

Sirius grinned when he got the reply.

WTF Lily, flattery won’t make me less angry that I’ve been waiting this long

Sorry, mate, but you’ve got the wrong number.  Is Lily your girlfriend?  She shouldn’t make you wait that long. 

Shit, I’m sorry, new phone and didn’t save my old numbers. 

Sirius hesitated, but he figured he had nothing to lose.  The guy in the picture was just his type, even if he was straight.

You didn’t answer if Lily was your girlfriend or not

Oh uh no, just a friend.  Helping me study.  Sorry for bothering you.

So you’re single?

Are you flirting with me??

Well I thought that was obvious

You’ve seen one goofy picture of me and you’re flirting?

What can I say? I liked what I saw ;-)

I could be an axe murderer you know

Oh, but what a way to go!

LMAO Are you serious?

oh mate, did you step into that one!  I’m ALWAYS Sirius ;-)

I’m a bit lost now and you spelled serious wrong

My name is Sirius, Mr. Grammar Nazi

oh well shit, I’m sorry.  How was I supposed to know? 

No worries, mate, it’s a weird name I know

I know all about strange names

Oh yeah, what’s yours then?

How do I know YOU’RE not an axe murderer?

Does this look like the face of an axe murderer?

Sirius took a quick selfie after adjusting his long hair in the mirror and sent it.

He didn’t receive a response for a couple of minutes and Sirius sighed, figuring the bloke was straight and suddenly realized he’d been texting another man. Just when he’d turned back to his futile search for his Bowie shirt his phone vibrated again,

Remus.  My name is Remus. 

Hi Remus.  So you’re alright a guy is flirting with you?

Honestly?  A bit shocked that someone like you would flirt with me, but yeah, it’s good.  I mean it’s alright.  I’m bi.

Someone like me?

Well yeah, I mean, hell, you look in the mirror.  You don’t need me to tell you you’re fit

Why Remus darling, how sweet of you 

oh bugger

Not yet dear, I expect dinner first ;-)

Don’t be a git, people are looking at me now. I slammed my head on the table after that last text

LOL Poor thing, has Lily not arrived yet?

No, she’s still not here and I bet she’s with that new boyfriend of hers

OMG you don’t mean Lily Evans do you??

How do you know Lily???

This is too much!  It’s fate Remus, fate!  Lily’s dating my best mate James!

James Potter?  You’re THAT Sirius?

Well in all Sirius-ness, how many Sirius’ are there?

That’s true

OMG you’re the friend she’s been wanting me to meet!

I guess she got her wish

Not yet she hasn’t. Um - want me to come by and keep you company until she gets there?  We can both ream her out then.  James might even be with her.

You want to meet me?

Again, I thought that was obvious.  Kismet is at work here, Remus.  Who are we to deny it?

Yeah, sure.  Um, I’m at the cafe on the corner of Birch right off campus. 

I’m only a few minutes away. You sure this is ok? I mean, what if I do turn out to be an axe murderer?