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*emerges from the other room covered in blood* you should see the word document

Potter? Potter! Bloody fuc—

WIP Snip!

Tagged by @kamaela and @edieblakewrites who shared scrumptious snips and I ask you to scream at me when you publish them thank you very much. Kamaela, I think it’s only fair to share something in the same line to your wip, no? 😌

Okay I wanted to tag various mutuals this time so I used a random number generator, picked its corresponding alphabet and the first name to appear from that. I'd love to see/read your wips (but no pressure!) @dewitty1 @kyuini @notti-bianche @xanthippe74 @faiell + ofc @soliblomst ♡

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More than 15k Ronarry

✨ A tangled mess / 16k / Ron remembers those days after the war, when he felt nauseous with grief.

When all he wanted was to hide from it, but it was everywhere. In George's blank, still shocked face. In his mother's hands, folding Fred's laundry carefully, to put it back in a drawer where it wouldn't be touched anymore. In his father's tears, hidden in the shed amongst the things he was forever tinkering with.

And then, there was Harry.

✨ Prelude and Fugue / 16k / It took over an hour, from the time Harry arrived at work, for him to realise just how different today actually was.

✨Somnia / 17k / From the time they're eleven years old, Ron is always there to help him find his peace in those dark and lonely hours of the night. Turns out, Harry has helped Ron find his too.

✨ Four Gallons of Oblivious / 17k / Ron is head over heels in love with his best mate, but it's going to take more than a horrendous orange sofa, painted pornography, and opening a shop together for him to let Harry know.

Written for the prompt: Best friends since day one, they decided to share a flat after the war. Can I ask for oblivious idiot(s) and mutual pining?

✨Strings Attached / 26k / It's not always easy to be secretly in love with your best mate, but Harry manages it well enough. At least, he does until a product gone wrong binds him to Ron's side for the foreseeable future.

✨sea green, see blue / 30k / Harry looks at him-nothing more, nothing less, just looks, for a moment, features unreadable yet distinctly soft, like he's laying eyes on something worth cherishing. The kicker, really, is that Ron can recognize the look already; Harry's looked at him like this before, many times, really, at breakfast or in class or at Hagrid's, the Burrow, Hogsmeade-it's how he looks at Ron, most of the time. Yet Ron isn't sure he's ever seen it quite this close, close enough to really take in the depth of it and the way it's like Harry's green eyes fill to the brim with affection. No one-and Ron means no one, not his mother, his father, his siblings, nobody-has ever looked at him like this before.

Only Harry has. And Ron's only just now realizing it.

✨Wish Fullfilment / 57k / A canon retelling of the original series from Ron's POV, but with a twist - every witch or wizard has a soulmark that reflects their soulmate's deepest desire.

Ron gets his at just five years old, but the words aren't what anyone expects.

my babies

Incredibly random me drawing this because I friend challenged me to do it 🤷🏻‍♀️

SIRRY

(Meaning Sirius and Harry)

✨ Time travel Sirry

✨ More recs (a mix of multiple tropes)

Open at Close.▕⃝⃤

Older Drarry recs (In their 20s/30s)

Part ll

✨ What We Pretend We Can’t See / 131k / Seven years out from the war, Harry learns the hard truth of old history: it’s never quite as far behind you as you thought.

A classic.

✨ The Illusion that One Can Get Things Right / 119k / Blindsided by Ginny's sudden departure from his life, Harry struggles to care for his family—replete with a new baby. The situation plummets from disarray to pandemonium just as Draco Malfoy arrives to drop Scorpius off for a visit, because of course it does.

I have a more in depth review, but here I’ll just say that this is one of those fics that leaves you feeling like you’re swimming in clouds. Sickeningly sweet moments, scorching hot smut and adorable kids, it has it all.

✨ Nights With You / 58k / Draco is mortified when moments prior to departing for the most anticipated destination wedding of the year, he is cruelly dumped. But when he learns that Harry Potter has, at long last, split with his horrible boyfriend, Draco is certain his luck has changed. Never a man to squander an opportunity for revenge (and what would probably be a spectacular shag), Draco vows to make Potter his for the weekend.

Now all Draco has to do is convince him.

Hilarious, hot and adorable. Plus, a very strong friendship between the whole cast, which is not that common in post war fics. Loved it.

✨ Rookie Moves / 75k / Aurors Potter and Malfoy crack the case.

I laughed so hard while reading this, is not even funny. Their banter is top-tier.

✨ Soup-pocalypse and The Great Curry Cataclysm / 104k / Eleven years after the war, Draco Malfoy leads a quiet, boring, and perfectly respectable life, thanks very much. Or, at least he does, until a sudden and very unexpected veela awakening causes him to throw soup all over Harry Potter in the middle of the Ministry cafeteria.

Love a messy and barely-keeping-it-together Draco.

✨ Life Lessons / 68k / On the cusp of a promotion, Harry needs a little help with his image. Enter Draco Malfoy — who doesn't really do that, Potter — to whip him into shape… and make him feel things he hasn't for a very long time.

Featuring: odd jobs, surprising chemistry, lots of accidental kissing, the Prophet living up to type, owls exhausted by the carrying of dirty letters, a secret no one can talk about, a merry band of Slytherins (none of whom really approve), and an enchanted mirror (who really, really does).

✨ The Day Before the Wedding / 39k / Harry's getting married to Ginny tomorrow. The problem is that he can't seem to get beyond today.

✨ You open always / (petal by petal ) / 65k / Harry’s not the kind of person who pays for sex. He really isn’t. Until he is.

This fic is mind-blowing HOT. Like goddamn. Please read it!

Wanted to share this Golden trio fluff:

Who was Harry Potter anyways? The Chosen One? The Boy-who-lived? The Saviour and Golden Boy of the Wizarding World?

Did the press actually got it right when they wrote pieces about him? Could they know what kind of person he was by amounting together the major events on his life?

Could he?

Did Hermione and Ron knew who his best friend was? During those nights filled with dread when the dead became living and the living bled to death, did they know?

When they took his hand and slept right there besides him, whispering sweet nothings until he fell asleep again—could they describe who he was with the same certainty one would talk about the lush and green hills in Scotland?

Mione watched him with that look of hers; one of unwavering faith. Her eyes softening as she lulled him to sleep.

The moonlight filtered through the tiny gap between the curtains back in his room in Grimmauld Place, illuminating the seven freckles scattered in her nose and cheeks. A hundred years could pass and he’d still be able to trace those freckles to memory, like one traces the starts and constellations in the nightsky. She’d stay there for hours, stroking his hair and drawing silly patterns in his skin. Like a mother would. Soft fingertips and soothing lullabies.

With the tenderness of a mother, the devotion of a lover and the undying loyalty of a friend.

In those moments he could be sure of one thing: Hermione Granger knew exactly who Harry Potter was: His best friend, the person looking back at her with grief and open adoration.

And Ron. Ron held him while Mione grounded him and brought him back to Earth. Soft breath tickling his neck. He was too tall for the bed, so most times his feet stayed dangling from the edge.

Ron was home, Ron was family.

Ron was the first person to ever say I love you, chubby cheeks bouncing as he smiled. Honest in his love like only kids are.

There wasn’t much of that Ron in the 6’2 ft tall man that layed besides him. Except maybe his eyes. They were blue, blueblueblue, round and big and completely sincere. Every emotion Ron felt reflecting back on them.

Violent but oh so soft. Harry had never seen the ocean, but he reckoned that’s how it looked like.

His presence was enough to make the world stop spinning, so he stayed with them: A hand in his arm or a leg tangled between Mione’s.

Always touching.

His silence saying more than a million words could.

I’m not going anywhere Harry. Not today, not tomorrow. Not ever again.

But so they knew? Did they even care?

You’re every Harry love, the ones you like and the ones you don’t

Harry Potter was the guy that passed the Auror official test in record time. The one that spent a year hiding the clues of his slow descent into insanity under red leather robes and tightly wrapped bandages.

Harry Potter was the man who stayed alone in New Year’s Eve changing napies and falling asleep besides his godson as he burnt in fever.

It was the five year old boy that one day came home from school with a carefully written card he’d dedicated to his aunt on Mother’s Day.

It was the boy who loved to fly. That felt more free in the air than any place on Earth. The one that enjoyed the breeze against his hair and the feeling of wood under his fingers.

It was the man that spent half a year in muggle parties with his best friend’s sister fucking his way through London. High with the thrill of anonymity and pissed out of his mind.

The man more scared of his own shadows than he was of any threat out there.

The one that stood in front of Voldemort when he was 17 and killed him like he was born to do so.

Harry Potter was the man scared of dark and cramped spaces. The man that fell apart in his best friends’ arms and sobbed for hours like he couldn’t do with anyone else.

It was the little boy who looked just like his father, that had his mother’s eyes.

It was the man who loved with every fiber of his being, that loved and loved like it was a race. That burned and consumed and desperately wanted to be loved back. It was the man that remembered Molly’s favorite way of taking her tea, that visited Goerge on the weekends at the shop—the one that discussed muggle phones with Arthur. It was the man Andy could always remember his daughter with.

Harry Potter was the boy that walked to his death on a cool May evening because he loved. Because he pictured a future where his friends could laugh and breath freely again, even if he wasn’t a part of it.

And so Hermione stroked his hair, and Ron hid his face in the crook of his neck, and so they’d remind him.

I love all of them Harry, each and one of them

You’ve carried enough burdens mate, leave some of them to us alright? We’ll carry them too

Harry Potter was Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley’s best friend. And sometimes, that was enough.

Drarry as Hogwarts Professors

✨ Finely Drawn Lines / 61k / Draco doesn't consider himself an artist (though the dozens of sketchbooks lining his shelves might suggest differently). Yet ever since Potter returned to Hogwarts, accepting a teaching position alongside Draco, his drawings have taken on a rather singular focus. From the curl of his lips to the exact number of lines that form at the corners of his eyes when he laughs, Draco has catalogued every shade of one Harry James Potter between the pages of his sketchbook.

So long as Potter remains none the wiser, Draco will have no trouble controlling his crush.

But when Potter comes to him with a dangerous proposition, Draco fears things are about to get so much more complicated.

✨ head over heels / 21k / Everyone in Harry's life thinks he's engaged to Malfoy. The solution to this is not pretending to date Malfoy, but here he is doing that anyway.

✨ A Lick and a Promise / 55k / Something sinister stirs in Hogwarts!

When magical creatures and students at the school are hit with a debilitating blood curse, Minerva McGonagall approaches the Ministry for help.

Star Auror Harry Potter seems to be the obvious choice to go undercover-as

DADA Professor, naturally. He's going to need the help of the Ministry's foremost expert in blood magic to get to the bottom of the mystery, though, and he's not entirely convinced that going back to Hogwarts with Draco Malfoy is a good idea.

Things are complicated between them-what's new?-but they know they have to learn to work together (and keep their hands off each other in the corridors) in order to solve this case.

Luckily for them, Hogwarts itself wants to lend a hand.

A tale of love, lessons, and learning to really live.

✨ Darkest Before the Dawn / 47k / The last thing Draco wanted was to show up at Harry Potter's door, cursed blind and holding a boxful of his friends Transfigured into snakes, but here he was.

Between breaking the curse, adjusting to life without sight, and teaching his Defence Against the Dark Arts classes, Draco's got his hands full. Being forced to live with Harry Potter might just be the death of him.

This is a story about the bonds of friendship, fairy tale endings, and learning to ask for help (even from Gryffindors).

✨ how can i love what i know i'm gonna lose? (don't make me choose) / 8k / Harry's soulmark is his scar, but he doesn't know that. He thinks he has no soulmate.

And Draco, who has Harry Potter's scar on the inside of his hip, is not planning on ever telling him. Ever. It would break him in two.

But when Hogwarts institutes a Health Ed week where Draco is tasked with the topic of soulmates, he begins to think maybe Harry needs to know.

✨ The New Potions Professor / 33k / Harry wearily entered the teachers’ lounge to meet the new Potions professor. After much convincing by McGonagall, Slughorn had finally agreed to retire and take better care of his health.

So now some new Potions master was taking his place, and they had arrived today.

Harry went inside and froze immediately.

“You’ve got to be joking.” He said.

or

Harry has taught Defense Against Dark Arts for over a decade and a half and Malfoy thinks he can just waltz into Hogwarts and teach too? Absolutely not.

✨ Phoenix in the Fire / 28k / Harry never expected to have a hot summer fling with Draco Malfoy when he agreed to mind the castle with him. He also never expected that it would all have to end on August thirty-first. What happens when casual sex with Harry’s ex-enemy turns not casual after all? And how the hell is he going to stop Draco from making one of the biggest mistakes of his life?

✨ Two Shadows in the Night / 81k / Five years after the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry returns to his old school to claim the position of DADA teacher.

The way he's been ignoring his issues and trying to live up to everyone's impossibly high expectations is catching up to him. Will a certain blond ex-Death Eater be able to help him finally heal?

✨ Most Favourite Bedtime Story / 46k / Scorpius' most favourite bedtime story? The story of how his parents fell in love. And his grandmother tells it the best!

✨ Living in a Muggle World / 22k / After getting together during Eighth year, Harry and Draco move to Harry's cottage in the Scottish countryside and Draco starts working in a muggle library.

Or

My flimsy excuse to write the sappiest, cutesiest shit with almost no plot and love-letters and cheesy poems and I have absolutely no excuses or regrets.

✨ Spoiled Little Brat / 9k / Harry won't stoop to Malfoy's level.

Really, he won't.

(He will.)