Dumbledore thinks about recent events. (It’s a little too familiar to him)
good evening folks
so
that’s a Secret History fic. It’s gay. Very gay. But then again we have some Judy and Richard moments cause Jude’s a queen and I love her
THIS IS US BTW :3 IF U EVEN CARE ^_^!!
Part l
✨ Seeker’s High / 40k / Harry Potter doesn’t expect to take up running years after the war ends; it just sort of happens.
He also doesn’t expect that — as he fights tooth and nail to climb out of a post-war depression he didn’t realize he’d fallen into — he’ll end up running right into the arms of Draco Malfoy.
A half angsty drama, half romcom of Harry working on himself, learning how to accept help from his friends, and falling in love with his childhood nemesis.
I love a fic that handles mental health topics, specially Harry’s depression post war. Using running as a coping mechanism was wonderful, as I could see Harry falling in love with the sport and getting better and better as the story progressed. Also, Ginny’s and Harry’s relationship is one of the best I’ve read in a fic.
✨ He Who Must Not Be Normal / 40k / Potter has fame and fortune and posh clothes and all he wants is a simple life. Draco has a flat and a cat and a steady job and all he wants is a complicated life. Which makes you think this story has something exciting like body-swapping, but it doesn’t. Instead it has Indian takeaway and a blue jumper and people wanting a whole lot of what they can’t have, discovering themselves as they discover each other.
A really different take on Draco’s and Harry’s life post war. It was both tender and incredibly sad. Loved it.
✨ All Our Secrets Laid Bare / 149k / Over the six years Draco Malfoy has been an Auror, four of his partners have turned up dead. Harry Potter is assigned as his newest partner to investigate just what is going on.
A classic! If you haven’t read it already, please give it a go!
✨ Dwelling on Dreams / 135k / Draco thought he could avoid Potter for the duration of his brief return to England. He’d stick to his schedule and be back home in Paris, where he belonged, in a few short months. No trouble at all. He had plenty to occupy him, what with the opening of the London branch of his successful apothecary, his innovative research, drinks with Pansy, a backlog of unread potions periodicals.
Except Head Auror Potter is everywhere — in Draco's chair, at his door, in his dreams. All six feet of motorbike-riding, combat-boot-wearing, sex-hair-sporting Saviour of the World packed into one unfairly fetching uniform. Potter won’t leave Draco the bloody hell alone, won’t let him breathe, let him forget, let him sleep.
Because no matter how fast Draco Malfoy runs, Harry Potter is always hot on his heels.
My kink is Harry Potter in leather and a motorcycle
✨ The Claiming of Grimmauld Place / 74k / When Grimmauld Place begins fighting against Harry’s ownership of it, he decides he needs help to train the historic home — but little does he expect that it’ll be Malfoy who’s most suitable for the challenge. However, as Malfoy and Harry get closer, Harry comes to understand that expectations aren’t always the best path by which to guide his heart — and in the process learns just what is needed to make a house a home.
✨ 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.
This author is SO good. I never fail to laugh when reading any of their stories. This one in particular is my favorite of them. So messy and chaotic and real.
✨ Jasmine in Bloom / 41k / This is not something Draco can have in his life… Potter overturning all that he’s carefully cultivated. They’re not compatible and never will be. Draco’s been playing with fire. It just so happens that he likes how Potter smoulders before being allowed close enough to burn.
✨ Too Good At Raising Hell / 87k / When Harry Potter walks into Draco’s nightclub looking like trouble, Draco can’t stop staring. He really ought to train his dick not to react so enthusiastically to red flags, but where would be the fun in that?
JESUS
Marauders fandom!! You have been summoned. Look! It’s a James! Feast thine eyes! (I’m sorry, do what you want. I’m not the boss of you. Have a nice day.)
Ginny suddenly twirled around to face Gracie, waving her arms around. “You saw that guy didn’t you? The one that came with me?”
Gracie nodded slowly, afraid of angering her any further.
“He is handsome isn’t he? I saw you looking at him.”
She flushed, not meeting Dudley’s eyes over Ginny’s shoulder.
“He doesn’t look like he’d be scared of many things don’t you think? He’s a, what? Policer? Police man? Is that how you say it?” She ran a hand through her hair, messing up her ponytail.
“He’s seen a lot of scary shit, believe me, stuff that would give anyone on their right mind nightmares for days.”
Ginny turned around towards Dudley again, clenching her fists. “Yet you know he gets panic attacks when he’s in cramped places? The strongest man I know, and he can’t stand to be in dark small rooms for more than a few minutes”
Dudley flinched again, and Gracie felt bile climb to her throat. Jesus Christ, what on Earth was happening?
“You know that man? The man that is so nonchalant about his own well being that he’ll spend a whole day without eating if no one reminds him?”
Gracie saw guilt flash in Dudley’s eyes, and she knew Ginny saw it too. She was praying on him like a cat prays on his food.
“Oh, but you know why already don’t you? You know the reason his eating habits were so fucked up as a child they carried onto his adulthood. The guy that is so terrified-”
Her voice cracked, and she took on a deep breath before continuing.
“So terrified of being a father given he never received love as a child. Terrified that when the time comes he won’t know how to give it back. The guy that still has a scar on his sternum from when you and your friends pushed him down the school stairs.” Ginny’s voice was a poisonous hiss, getting Dudley to turn a shade paler with every word.
She stopped right in front of him, breathing harshly. She took something out of her pocket, a piece of paper maybe, and slammed it against his chest.
You could hear a pin drop. Gracie thought with a touch of hysteria on Petunia’s red face when Dudley snapped at her. If she carefully stepped around Ginny to get inside and dry off would she notice? Would she kill her with all the righteous fury of an avenging angel?
After a couple of seconds of excruciating silence she spoke again, softer this time.
“That’s his address. I know you were a kid, and I know you shouldn’t carry your parents’ sins, but if you’re just a bit sorry for what your family did to him, you’ll get in touch, and you’ll apologize for everything.”
She backed away, clenching and unclenching her fists.
“It's the least you can do.”
Read the rest of the story on ao3
Hiii! It’s an honor, I’ve been following for some time now, and I adore your recs 💕
Last song: Baile Inolvidable by Bad Bunny
Favorite color: Burgundy
Last Movie: I don’t remember 🤡
Last Tv Show: Homeland
Sweet/Spicy/Savory: SWEET SWEET SWEET I HAVE AN ADDICTION I SWEAR TO GOD BUT I CANT STOP
Relationship status: Single af lmao
Last thing I googled: How to calculate your annual taxes 😭
Current obsession: Ronarry, Drarry (as always), Harry (just Harry, he’s my fuel, my addiction, my Roman Empire), and Bad Bunny
Looking forward to: Writing a lot this year, (my first Drarry fic too), running and continue learning French. Also Kendra, it’s so cool you’re moving to New Zealand! Good timing too, cause the USA is going nutters rn 💀
@cindle-writes hehe, now you
I was tagged by @arminaa8 (and I'm honored to even be thought of!)
--
Last song: Federkleid by Faun
Favorite color: Baby Blue
Last movie: Little Italy
Last TV show: XO, Kitty (I am a proud believer in Yuri x Kitty being endgame)
Sweet/spicy/savory: Sweet! (I think I have the biggest sweet tooth known to man)
Relationship status: Single as the day I came out of my mother's womb
Last thing I googled: archive of our own (How fitting!)
Current obsession: Arcane (specifically JayVik), Drarry, and Regulus Black
Looking forward to: Snow, reading some good fanfiction, hanging out with friends, and moving to New Zealand!
--
No pressure tagging: @tackytigerfic, @sleepstxtic, @albondiguilla007, @garagepaperback, @hoko-onchi-writes, @jtimu, and @lollipopluna
And for another monthly fic recommendation…Drum rolls….
DRARRY
(The art was done by the talented @littlewinnow)
And The Illusion that One Can Get Things Right
119k, Complete, Explicit
The synopsis: 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.
IT WAS SO SO SO CUTE
James, Albus, Lily and Remy stole my heart. The friendship between the Potters and the Malfoys felt so natural and tender ugh, I loved every chapter with them on it. Seeing Harry try to do his best as a recently single father, trying to give his kids the love and attention they crave after Ginny left WITHOUT neglecting his other duties? Juggling with the needs of a newborn baby, two moody teenage kids and an adorable ten year old girl? Poor guy was STRUGGLING.
And then, so organically you can’t help but be in awe of the author’s skills, Draco and Scorpius enter their lives: restoring the natural order of things with small gestures and every day domesticity. IT MADE ME MELT 💕
I loved the way Draco helps Harry carry the heavy burden on his shoulders, all without losing that iconic Malfoy sass. AND THEN THEY START FALLING IN LOVE 😭 So slowly and naturally, like it was meant to happen from the start. STOP IT 😫❤️
This fic felt like a warm hug, so tender and fluffy and spicy at the same time. One hundred percent recommended.
well now I’m crying
Imagine twelve year old Harry not even knowing how awful his childhood with Dursleys had been until he gets to the Burrow.
Imagine him seeing Percy asleep with a book on his lap, and being baffled that a kid might feel comfortable enough in his own home to be so vulnerable in the living room.
Imagine Molly coming up to the attic to say goodnight to Ron and Harry, and Harry glancing at Ron when he hears her footsteps, trying to figure out what they had done wrong that day.
Imagine him asking George who does all the house chores, and thinking it’s a joke when George answers, “we all do.”
Imagine Ginny pestering Arthur with questions over the Daily Prophet, and Harry trying to shoot her warning looks to stop it! but then Mr. Weasley looks up and patiently answers every single one.
Imagine Bill popping in for a visit one evening and Harry being floored when Bill stops to chat with him.
Imagine Fred chasing after Harry in the yard, playfighting, but Harry actually begins to run for real fear of being hurt.
Imagine Molly burning something on the stove my accident and tossing it, imagine Harry mentioning to Ron, offhandedly, “she could’ve given that one to me, it’s what I eat at home when I mess up dinner” and not knowing why Ron is horrified.
Imagine Harry seeing what a normal, functioning family looks like, and realizing the absence of love in his own life.
18 year old girl Slytherin 🐍ao3 | hp fanfic recs pfp by sophithilheader by goldmanrustic
169 posts