TOMARRYMORT

Stop this is so perfect

i have this headcanon (that’s literally my roman empire rn) that harry ron and hermione have a way of instantly calming each other down if one of them is panicking

harry’s the center cus he’s.. got the most issues let’s be honest

but they have a secret hand gesture that they make to the other two when panicking, putting their hand on their chest and rubbing in circles (please in sign)

ron will slide behind harry and wrap his arms around his waist, and hermione will come to his front and bury her head in his neck, and everything else won’t matter anymore

it’s something about ron holding him and hermiones hair being in his face, her scent enveloping his senses and he just feels.. safe. like nothing else matters

his two people are here and everything is going to be okay

Hp ships ranking

Harco/hpdm fic recs Part l

✨ Aura Reader / 311k / Harry is in Sixth year. He has the Potions textbook formerly belonging to the 'Half-blood Prince.'

Within the pages of that notebook is a mysterious spell, one which gives Harry a new insight into the emotional state of those around him.

Naturally, when Harry finds Malfoy in a bathroom, crying, and in great distress... well, what can you expect of a person known for his 'saving people thing'?

✨ You look the way I feel / 108k / Draco returns for his eighth year at Hogwarts in an attempt to salvage whatever he can of his future. His plan:

sit as many N.E.W.T.s as possible, distance himself from the Malfoy name, and keep out of trouble. Of course, with his father on trial and at risk of unthinkable punishment, not to mention the anxiety-fueled "episodes" that have been plaguing him since summer, the school year doesn't go so smoothly.

Especially when Harry Potter keeps seeking him out.

✨ Predictable Little Curses / 14k / Two single fathers. One rather inconvenient bonding spell.

✨ The Trouble with Wanting / 60k / Draco Malfoy is cleared of all charges; this is what happens next.

✨ Sex and the Art of Castle Maintenance / 14k /

"Come on, boys," Zabini drawled. "You're only delaying the inevitable."

Trouble always had a way of finding Harry, and eighth year was obviously going to be no exception.

✨ Oxytocin / 179k / Draco Malfoy cannot sleep. If he keeps going like this, he will go mad, or die, or both.

For some reason, though, he can sleep whenever Harry Potter is with him. And Harry Potter is nothing if not a helper to those in need.

✨ Knickers in a twist / 86k / Draco loses a bet to Pansy and Blaise which leaves him wearing a skirt for a whole week. Harry discovers something about himself.

✨ Passably Wrecked / 4k / "Potter," Malfoy says, sitting down next to him at breakfast. "I think we should have sex."

✨ move fast, keep quiet / 8k / Harry's good at his job. He likes his job.

He'd be pretty satisfied staying at his job for the rest of his life. Whether they'll allow him to stay in his job after punching his boss' nephew square in the face is another story.

Well, Harry figures that the bastard shouldn't have been spewing such filth about Malfoy, anyway. If he privately thinks the very same lewd things about his enemy-turned-awkward-acquaintance, well, that's completely and utterly irrelevant.

*

Or, Harry and Draco aren't very good at using their words. Eye contact works for a while, until hands and mouths work considerably better at getting their points across.

✨ The Darkness Before the Dawn / 55k / A mysterious creature is loose in London, stalking and killing people.

Auror Harry Potter requests the help of a liaison from the Beast Division and gets saddled with Draco Malfoy. Will they be able to stop the creature before it claims more lives?

✨ Intention / 6k / Harry really ought to listen to whatever

Ron is saying, but it becomes impossible to focus when a familiar figure across the pub curls his fingers around another man's tie. And when that man leans in with a wolfish smile, Harry sees red, and all he can think is mine.

lol i love them

blood ritual — James and Lily Potter circa 1981

FANFIC RECS MASTERLIST

(I’ll be adding the links as I go)

By ships:

✨ Drarry

✨ All golden trio ship variations

✨ Tomarrymort

✨ Hinny

✨ Sirry

By tropes:

✨ Harry meets the Marauders

✨ Harry time travels to the past / do-over / second chance at life (no specific ship)

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.

Comforting Romionarry Recs

✨ Wonder / 16k / Molly wonders about them sometimes. How they are always so aware of each other, how closely they cling together. And she worries, too. She worries about them all. She just can’t help it—they’re all her children, in some manner of speaking.

I adored reading about the trio from Molly’s perspective. It was a very refreshing take on their relationship, plus, incredibly heartwarming!

✨ Pity the living / 15k / When moving into a new flat, it's normal to check the bedrooms for space, the bathrooms for mould and the kitchen for that indescribable thing that will drive your loved ones in even when nothing is cooking on the stove. Harry, Ron and Hermione, though, should have been much more concerned about the state of their living room because, whether they knew it or not, all of the important bits are going to happen right in the centre of a space they may yet to grow to call their home.

or: a look into the Golden Trio surviving their first year after the end of the War

✨ for as long as you need us / 5k / “It’s always been the three of us, Harry,” Hermione assured him, her arms wrapped tightly around his middle as he sobbed into her shoulder.

“We’ve dealt with enough strange things mate,” Ron whispered in his ear, his chest pressed against Harry’s back and his arms holding him tight. “Let this be a good thing.”

With the wizarding world thrown into grief by the end of the war, Harry turns to his best friends to help him survive the terrible losses.

✨ Homunculus to the Life / 13k / In a conversation with Dumbledore’s portrait after the battle at Hogwarts, Harry finds out that he is and always has been a homunculus—a substitute body made to carry the Horcrux so that little Harry Potter, who lies asleep as a baby under powerful charms, wouldn’t have to. Harry struggles to process the news, the fallout, and the discovery that he might disintegrate at any moment.

✨ And On The Third Day / 10k / Eventually, they find a note tacked to the gargoyle who guards the passage to the Headmaster's office. It is in Granger's handwriting and signed by her at the bottom, and tells them that, the danger being over and the initial aftermath winding down, she feels that the three of them need some time alone to recuperate and will reappear exactly three days from that day, at four o'clock.

✨ The Stars Our Measure / 11k / Harry died at Voldemort’s hands. Ron and Hermione go back in time with a shared mission: protect Harry at any and all costs. And when it turns out that Harry is showing some signs of recovering his own memories, Ron and Hermione commit, as well, to protecting what’s blossoming between them.

The tags may not seem very “comforting”, but I couldn’t not not put this fic here

✨ In for a Galleon / 12k / It starts out innocently enough. At first, it’s just rumours. A few under-the-table bets.

And then someone puts up the list: Harry Potter’s Next Girlfriend Boyfriend? Partner. And to make matters worse, his best friends are at the top of it. Figures. He really can’t have just one simple year, can he?

✨ The Guest Bedroom / 8k / This is not an invitation, it's an order.

✨ Flood / 4k / Hermione's idea, of course, this getaway. Away from prying eyes, no one else to focus on, see how they got on then with this new thing between them.

✨ Wildflower and Barley / 5k /

Springtime from my window

Another month has not much longer now

The sun hesitates more on each evening's darkening

With all things God allows remain above ground

Like grief and sweet memory

Wildflower and barley

***

A summer afternoon three months after the war.

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Harco/hpdm recs Part ll

✨ It beats me black and blue but it fucks me so good / 21k / "You haven't called me for a while."

Draco shrugs, holding his head up high.

"Yes. And?"

"And. I know exactly what that means."

Draco raises a single brow, blinking slowly. He looks unimpressed. "It means I've forgotten you exist. It means I'm completely and utterly over you, no matter how much your overinflated ego tries to convince you otherwise. It means -

'It means you haven't been properly fucked in ages."

✨ In Your Arms, Rests My World / 24k / Harry presses his mouth to Malfoy's forehead; he wants to tell him that he'll never leave, that he wouldn't dream of it.

"You make me feel safe, Potter" Malfoy whispers. "You keep me safe."

✨ Expectant / 62k / After he accidentally gets Malfoy pregnant on a drunken fuck at a club, Harry doesn't anticipate that it'd be just as easy to fall in love with him.

✨ Stain of Silence / 28k / After the war, Draco serves out his sentence in Harry Potter's house.

✨ For a Given Value of Normal / 23k / Realizing he's gay is one thing. This unholy mess with Malfoy is something else entirely.

In which Harry tries to negotiate the path from self-loathing to some sort of happiness, and in the process learns that Malfoy runs a shop, reads Muggle philosophy, and is a dirty rotten liar.

Well, that last one isn't really a surprise.

✨ 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.

✨ Inside your Mind / 36k / Goyle's taken it upon himself to act as Malfoy's personal, one-man guard and Harry can't help but feel like it's only making the bullying worse.

✨ as the plant that never blooms / 7k /

"Something's wrong," Potter says again. "You have to take my wand. Stun me. Then call Ron."

✨ 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.

✨ Never Mind The Bollocks / 118k / If someone told Harry six months ago that by autumn he would be single, living on whisky and toast, and dancing the night away with Draco Malfoy, he would have told them to get their head checked.

And yet, here he was.

✨ 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.

Thank you for having me hehe

💚 Karma’s a bitch by albondiguilla

4,130 | Completed | E | Ship: Harry Potter/Tom Riddle

Tags/Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Alternate Universe - Muggle, Art Heists, Conman Tom Riddle, Rough Sex, Spit As Lube, Choking, Rape/Non-con Elements, Harry’s angry, He has a right to be alright?, Betrayal, Punching, Verbal Humiliation, Humiliation kink, Gratuitous Smut, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Porn, Explicit Sexual Content, Hung Harry Potter, Gratuitously Hot Harry Potter

Summary:

Tom betrays Harry. Harry’s not happy about it.