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written for @drarrymicrofic prompt: welcome wc:78 | draco is a vampire in this one
"You'll have to invite me inside," Draco murmurs against Harry's lips. "If you want to, that is." He pulls back slightly, holding his breath.
"Draco," is all Harry says. So softly and full of adoration, Draco's heart would've skipped a beat, if it was still doing that.
"Please, come in," Harry says, taking a step back. "Welcome to my home."
Harry's heartbeat quickens with anticipation or possibly fear.
Draco easily follows him over the threshold, smirks and pounces.
fem drarry 6th year au but instead of malfoy operating the cabinet she’s tainted with a curse that will ruin her life forever.
harry is convinced malfoy is up to no good and takes out her map to track her, watching her name move down the halls. when hermione and ron found out about her behavior, they called her obsessive (she didn’t quite believe that she was as she knew she had a good reason to stalk her).
and as she chases malfoy towards the bathroom she stumbles back on her feet, eyes wide and mind reeling. the right hand where she held her holly wand trembling slightly at the sight.
because malfoy had patches and patches of blood stains around her mouth and over her hands, eyes glowing crimson and fangs bared for harry to see.
“don’t come any closer. i’m warning you.”
Cover art for "The Shape of Hunger" by ethereal_mads
Written for Death Eaters Do It Better Fest 2026 (fics revealed on March 20th)
Summary:
He was supposed to be the Dark Lord’s greatest weapon.
Instead, he became a monster that only craved her.
Or, in which Hermione is sacrificed by the Order to Draco in order to receive a cure for a toxin killing their soldiers. Draco takes it upon himself to make certain she never becomes a pawn again.
This one fits the story a bit more
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The Thirst of the Damned
I remember the night I died.
My family name still clung to the shadows like ivy on stone. After the war, we were watched like wolves.
But it found me first. In the alleyways where the cobblestones ran slick with secrets and blood.
She was beautiful, of course. Aren’t they always? She smelled like night jasmine and old parchment, her voice velvet-wrapped knives. She said my soul was tired. She said she could give me something no one else could. She didn’t lie.
I died that night, yes—but I didn’t stop breathing.
i had a dramione dream a long time ago in which draco was this lestat-type old age vampire who spent his life looking for his soulmate until he found hermione the human, who lived her human life in the company of lestat!draco and then passed away, only to reincarnate, grow up, meet lestat!draco and spend her life with him again and this repeated over several hundred years and several hermione iterations until her very last reincarnation which caused lestat!draco to actually age and they both passed away into eternity together. it was this beautiful dream where lestat!draco had spent his long life waiting and searching for hermione's variants and dedicating his life to her. he even had this room of paintings of pictures of each of her variants, because she really was the only one for him.
ever since then, whenever i read a fic for any one ship, i treat all of the previously read fics for that ship are just previous reincarnations of that ship and thinking about it like that really enhances my experience of reading fanfic, especially slow-burn, because it just adds to the richness of the ship in my head. truly one thousand yearning lifetimes for the same two idiots over and over again until they age into oblivion into the cupboards at the back of my mind.
Just posted chapter 25 of my Vampire Draco x Hermione fic! 🖤🩸
“It’s obvious your anger is because of me.”
He gave a hollow laugh, slipping his hands into his pockets. “Oh, it’s because of you, alright.”
“See?” Hermione threw up her hands. “I knew it. You can’t stand me. You never have. Well, I’m sorry you don’t want to be around me but—”
“Your blood, Granger,” he said, voice low and dangerous. “That’s what I want.”
In her enchanted beaded bag, Magizoologist Hermione Granger and Draco Malfoy are forced to work together to uncover a cure for his rare and mysterious form of vampirism. Meanwhile, Hermione must also assist Auror Harry Potter in tracking a violent killer on the loose—all while the magical world seems determined to stand in their way.
An enemies-to-lovers slow burn, that's beginning to heat up.
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