would love the director's commentary on "wield me" :D
hi el! Thank you so much for the ask.
haha imagine my panic when i realised i have absolutely no memory of writing this one. but I have gone back to the doc and refreshed my memory! I was actually ill when i wrote it, as well as being smack bang in the middle of the long fic that I wouldn't actually finish for another year, but at the time had high hopes to get through asap. But I always try to write something for my dear pal @sitp-recs on her birthday, and a drarry microfic prompt came up at just the right time to provide inspiration (the line "hold me like a knife" from a Hozier song, fyi).
I remember that I really wanted to write Teddy for Liv, but I also know that she feels very tender towards him and she wants him to be treated well. I wanted to see if I could hit a very specific age-gap dynamic where one person is older, and though quite cheerful and sunshiney is a bit hung up and guilty about one specific person, who in turn is younger but extremely competent and confident and yet has this thread of insecurity and desperation geared towards the first one specific person. This is, by the way, very much a Drarry fic... but it's not that simple, I guess? And I wanted the Teddy of it all to feel important too.
There are probably some things I'd change about this fic now, but I still really like the smithing element (I'm a sucker for that sort of magical theory); I also remember that I was (at the time) very happy with the Teddy kiss and with the Drarry sex scene (or at least the lead-up to it, from what I remember Harry stops to rub his bad leg and then adjusts his dick in his jeans, I like getting little details like that in).
Finally, I had actually hoped to write a follow-up long fic whereby Teddy comes back through the Veil with Sirius (who would be at least ten years younger than Harry or Draco at that stage). But I couldn't decide how the ships would sail so I haven't delved into it yet... but maybe someday I'll try to work out how it would all go.
All in all I have fond memories of writing this one. I was pleased with the Draco POV too, because I'm very much a Harry guy and it was fun to work out the Teddy/Harry aspect (such as it is) through his eyes.
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Draco/Harry + Teddy (or as the author has smartly labelled it – „a Drarry fic but with some Teddy kissing”), 10k, E
Summary:
Draco Malfoy, blacksmith, is renowned through the magical world for his skill and exquisite creations. He could quite easily spend the rest of his days making pretty trinkets for the fae court, and being handsomely rewarded for the privilege. But why take the easy route when instead he could get involved in a dangerous mission with Unspeakable Harry Potter (who also happens to be Draco's... well, he's something, isn't he?
A little story about learning to strike while the iron is hot.
Hiiiiiii, I am a bit behind schedule, but I’m still here!! And it’s all Tacky’s fault to be honest, whole of my fic part of brain was taken hostage by their newest WIP First Watch of Night. Go and check it out so you can understand my poor brain’s state of mind.
Anyway! For today’s (eee 3 days ago's? 😇) prompt I have chosen another one of Tacky’s stories, which I have inhaled some time ago and which hasn’t left my (poor, poor) brain since. I was a bit hesitant about Teddy’s involvement before I started it and after, well... I have been converted to Drarry + Teddy triad forever. It has been my obsession from this very day :D
I love a good competent boys fic and competent craftsman is even better. And here, all three of them tick the box in their own way. I love the striking difference between Harry and Draco who are mature and more down-to-earth while Teddy is boisterous, fearless (in an afraid-but-still-does-it way). With a hint of ignorance even, typical for his age and so like Harry whe he was his age.
Long story short, Draco makes a sword for Teddy, at Harry’s request. The way the creation process is thought of and described is magical all in itself. My favourtie part is, of course, that it demands the magical involvement of all three of them. Not to mention all the flower symbolism for which I have a special soft place in my heart:
„Lupin flowerheads, of course. Yarrow for protection, and courage. Sunflowers—a bit on the nose, Draco thought, but they didn’t have to be subtle about this. Celandine too, for escape, Draco reciting the names and meaning of each blossom as they took it in turns to drop them into the dark water.”
„(...) azaleas for homesickness and the desire to return to a place of safety, yellow roses for family. Not to mention all the runework they had spent hours working on. Draco rolled his eyes at them. Othala. Harry had traced it over and over in the water, and then Draco had hammered the essence of it into the metal with his sweat and his fire. Homecoming.”
Not to mention the sword has the wolf’s head pommel, contains grains of stag horn and Remus’s wedding band. The blade’s name is Lux and it’s a she, PLEASE SOMEONE DRAW IT.
The very idea of why they need the sword is a fandom special, lots of us masterminding about this particular mystery. Reading this text, I thought this mission could actually work. Such a smart idea! I don’t want to spoil the details, so you’ll have to go and read it for yourself to find out :D PLUS, I love the symbollism of Teddy going into this mission with vital artifacts from both Harry and Draco. It gives the protection sentiment - I would personally love to palpably have something from the man (men xd) I love, were I to leave for whatever reason. It would provide reassurance, I think, without them even being one-of-a-kind magical artifacts.
Anyway, if producing and sharing something for protection of your loved ones is not the very definition of romantic, then I really don’t know what is 😅
Spoilers under the cut with some of my favourite quotes, mainly revolving around the H/D+T dynamics. There’s a lot, so think hard about reading on, maybe it’s just better to go ahead and have a quick read, it’s 10k after all, and what’s that for us, professional readers 😂
Thanks a lot for today @hprecfest and @tackytigerfic and see you in the next one!
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“You can’t tell me that Draco Malfoy—the man who forged Brighthelm from the depths of Fiendfyre, who created unbreakable chain mail while still a seventh year apprentice, the guy being hailed as the new Wayland—can’t make a Sword of Light?”
My inner fantasy-loving fangirl beamed reading about forging „forged Brighthelm from the depths of Fiendfyre” and „new Wayland” (TMI, anyone? Jace Wayland? Parabatai, the like? No, only me? Well, for me it rang the bell and added some feels xd) and SWORD OF LIGHT, my god *sweats*
„Harry was close to Teddy, though; it was obvious from the way he spoke of him, fondly and often. They worked together now, even, Teddy following Harry into first the DMLE and then the Unspeakables. There had even been those rumours a year or two ago—not that they were any of Draco’s business, really, but he could hardly avoid the whispers that went round about the Saviour and his impossibly handsome godson. Draco had resolutely never asked Harry about Teddy though. After all, Harry was a free man, technically; he and Draco had never discussed putting a name on what they were doing. And really, it wasn’t fair to even read the rot the Prophet printed, let alone believe half of it. Certainly Harry seemed… godfatherly, somehow, when he spoke about Teddy, the name easy in his mouth.”
Godfatherly, my ass xd
“Good boy,” Draco said archly, stung into it despite himself, and then there was a hideous moment of awkward silence as Teddy and Harry turned to look at him in surprise, Harry with a sudden high flush on his cheeks. Interesting, Draco thought.
I freaking gulped at this one, Draco has those two figured out!
„Harry grinned at him, that smile of his that made him look about twenty years younger and made Draco want to rip through universes for him. Anything to keep him smiling like that.”
RIP THROUGH UNIVERSES TO KEEP HIM SMILING LIKE THAT 😭
And the below delicious relationship building in all directions *melts*
„Teddy, for his part, stayed close to Harry, attentive to his every movement in a way that Draco soon realised was meant to be subtle.”
„This must be intentional, then, this determined offering of his true face, that had echoes of Draco’s own in the particular grey of the eyes, the clear complexion, the stubborn edge of the jawline.”
Teddy looking similar to Draco and Harry loving them both just gets me
“I’ll see you home, Teds,” Harry said, as though Teddy Lupin, Unspeakable, might need his hand held through his Apparition. Draco kept his face smooth and unbothered. Teddy, damn him, just smiled at Harry, eyes lit up as though sunrise had come early.
“Be careful, Ted,” Harry said, and his voice was steady, the only bright, cheerful thing in the room. “You know the procedure. In and out fast, no unnecessary risks. I’ll see you when you get back.”
He reached for Teddy as though to pat him on his half-invisible shoulder, and at the last minute his hand hovered and then settled, lightly, against Teddy’s cheek, just a fleeting touch, so tender that Draco nearly had to close his eyes.
“Harry.” For the first time, Teddy’s voice wobbled. He looked up at Harry, the two of them still so close together, Harry’s hand on his cane the only barrier between them. Teddy raised his arms, let his hand rest on Harry’s shoulders, slowly, as though waiting for him to back away. He didn’t. “Can I—”
There was silence in the room, and Draco saw that Teddy was looking past Harry at him. He was waiting, watching Draco, and oh, no, it was all there in the proud tilt of his head, the reluctant hopeful look in his eyes. He was asking Draco for permission.
„It was about Harry and Teddy, but now Teddy Lupin had only gone and opened the whole thing up, drawing Draco into whatever this moment was about. And Draco, curse his stupid heart, wanted to be drawn.”
Draco was leaning against the workbench now, Harry between his open legs, Harry’s mouth on his neck, the temptation to arch up to meet him almost too great. He wanted to take Harry, or be taken by him, was already hard at the idea of it. But no good could come from introducing that sort of essential magic into a place like this, where generations of smiths had harnessed the elements and hammered Death itself into sharp points, and where Draco was working so hard to be the type of man he wished his father had been.
Quote from the tender and layered fic Wield Me by @tackytigerfic (Drarry with a hint of Harry/Teddy, E, 10k)
