Me, on my knees, sobbing and coughing on the front doorsteps of Warner Bros Studios:
please.......I beg you.......please give.........us Selina Kyle........in the DCEU............I will sell you my kidneys for BatCat.......please I'm so thirsty......my crops are dying.........
Harry thinks “Why is Malfoy working in a coffee shop in muggle London?” is a much simpler question than, “Are you going to accept that auror offer and, if you don’t, what will you do?”
This one is sort of fandom famous, I gather. Coffee shop au with Draco living like a muggle, Harry who is so very curious and has no excuses and who’s life is a bit of a mess, and drarry friendship!.-This was the very first drarry fanfic i read, -in a time where i wasn’t even really in the hp fandom anymore, mind you - and it’s 100% the reason I have returned to my hp trash origins and have allowed drarry to take over my life, and so it will forever have a special place in my heart. I really love the meta insert this story has, the characterization and world discussion is top notch and muggle living snarky sweater wearing cute and jerk-y repentant Draco and wtf am i doing with my life earnest, embarassed and unwittingly charming Harry at it’s best.
Draco is a high-end prostitute who hides his identity. Harry unknowingly hires him. And then there is porn, questions about identity, domestic bliss, more porn, and truth as seen through a web of lies
Epilogue, What Epilogue? About five years after the battle of Hogwarts. Someone at the Ministry has it in for former Death Eaters. Draco Malfoy launches his political career as a rebel. Harry thinks it’s all a laugh.
Lettered is one of my favorite authors; her writing is smooth as silk, (in some of her stories it feels a little bit too constructed, but it doesn’t really bother me, and it’s not the case on these two)her world building is amazing and she handles angst without seeming forced cry me a river fic like a pro.The tension in her stories, in the way she deals with the conflict between harry and draco and how the war changed them, how she questions both j.k’s treatment of slytherins and the super easy redemption the fandom sometimes gives them at the same time is terrific, so smart and pretty unique. Another Mask Behind You, you can prob tell, is very very smutty. Like really. Heed the warnings. It has harry hiring rentboy tristan bonchance, not knowing he is draco and then they manage to fall in love and when he finds out it’s draco lots and lots of angst and feelings and guilt and discussion arise ( the ending is one of my very faves). In now the shining sun is up harry is a slightly disilusioned with life and sort of numbed down auror and draco is stirring up trouble by speaking up against exagerated and dangerously persecutionist post war backlash to people who’ve been on voldemort’s side (and on some cases people who were connected to people related to people on voldemort’s side). Harry thinks he’s delusional and silly and then he doesn’t. This is one of my most favorite fics, the post war characterization is the best, harry dismissing it all is infuriating but understandable and in character, the anti former death eater hate doesn’t feel “poor, poor bullied draco”, like it often can, it feels real and the dialogue/ the discussions harry and draco have are just perfect; it’s meta insert fic nailed hard.
Parolee Draco Malfoy has one last chance to redeem his family name: a Requaero Probum, a noble quest to prove his honor. And what could be more honorable than travelling to a tower to save a damsel from a curse?
This fic somewhat inspired by Shreck, I think, in which Draco needs to fulfill a quest to earn his freedom, and that quest is to bring Harry, who is currently trapped in a tower in the middle of the forbidden forest, back out into the world. This is so well written, so unlike any other drarry fics I’ve read, full on adventure fic with deeply irritating (but not really ooc) Percy and a delightful take on Draco and Harry. It’s Pre-slash, and the kind of pre slash that makes you want to beg for a follow up, and i love it and i really, really wish this style/thematic was more popular in the fandom, bc its just gold.
“Love is like a Rubix Cube: there are countless wrong twists and turns, but once you get it right, it’s perfect no matter how you look at it.” Seventy-thousand words of pornographic discourse between two boys-turned-men that still haven’t learned how to communicate like normal people – with words.
Draco is a professional dom rentboy and Harry hires him and there’s angst and lots of being tied up and fucked and baby scorpius and feelings. Porn with a lot of plot, but still a lot of porn so heed the warnings; a liiiiitle resembling Another Mask Behind You, with a very different turn. This story is so well constructed so well thought out; i love harry’s characterization and the rocky relationship and the angst and the issues and how frustrated it makes you because why dont they just talk and it’s just overall amazing. also, draco has a yellow camaro he calls honey badger and harry wears a bdsm collar in broad daylight like it’s nobody’s business and manages to influence some kids into wearing it too.
Harry is living a life most ordinary; maybe a dragon can shake things up.
A game of truth or dare.
In the first, Harry is working at Gringotts as a minor curse breaker and discovers Draco is one of the vault guarding dragons as an animagus, and thus tries to woo his friendship with his green, green eyes. The second is just a little one shot, post truth or dare sex haze drarry, but it’s just so eletric and good ? I don’t even know. It’s funny, slightly angsty and snarky and compelling, and just read them. Trust me.
Harry should have known better than to accept a drunken dare. Especially when Malfoy was sitting right there, looking like that and wearing those bloody tight trousers.
The author of this is Anonymous and that’s so sad bc it. is. so. good, and i would love to read more from this author? sigh.anyway, Harry is pining and oblivious and Draco is flirty and unfairly hot and there is drunken truth or dare with all the hogwarts crew and it’s such a fun story, the ust is handled brilliantly, it’s hilarious and cute and toroughly good.
Being An Originally Intermittent Account of the Political (Mis)Adventures of the Viscount Northallerton, Lord Malfoy of Wimbledon; and the Rt. Honourable Harry J. Potter, Member of Parliament for North Southwark and Bermondsey (Liberal Democrat)
Oh, the writing here is one of the absolute best, the dialogue is perfect and the development of the relationship between draco and harry is so, so good. It’s not a muggle au, but it is predominantly set in the muggle world, most specifically the english parliament, with such interesting world building. Harry is a lib dem and draco is a conservative (i know next to nothing abt british politics, and maybe for that reason this story was very amusing), and they have a competitive sort of flirty sort of piny sort of friendship thing going on. The tension and balance and baggage between Draco and Harry is delightful and it’s my favorite type of fun story, where everything is so well constructed and detailed and still deeply amusing but always with an edge, and my fave type of drarry friendship. It’s one of the best fics out there, and if you like this one, i really rec currency by the same author as well.
It always rains for Draco Malfoy. Metaphorically. And literally. Ever since he had accidentally Conjured a cloud. A cloud that’s ever so cross.
For reasons he’d rather not think about, Draco is obsessed with Potter’s hair. This cannot end well.
Faithwood is one of my absolutely favorite authors; every fic i’ve read by them is just too good, and i honestly rec all of them. Both of these are eight year fics, (faithwood is def 8th year fic queen, imo), so funny and amusing and adorable and in character and slightly angsty and sweet but it’s all so well balanced out. Featuring eight year goodness and tentative drarry friendship and stupid boys being embarassing and often oblivious. Two of my very faves and an author i come back to again and again. (Punching Mistletoe is a really short but really, really great one too)
Drop Dead Gorgeous and The Way We Get By by maya mistful
“I realise this may come as a shock to you, but our investigations have been going on for some time, and we’re quite sure. Your mother Lily Evans was not, as we had all previously believed, of pure Muggle stock. One of her ancestors was a Veela.”
This fic is a really, really fandom famous one; it’s not online anymore, but there are some pdfs floating around, and is absolutely, 100% worth the read. It’s auror fic and a very interesting twist on veela fic, with grumpy, accidentaly super irresistible veela!harry and apparently immune snarky partner!draco, with angst, miscomunication, really well balanced humor (at the start i actually thought it was going to be a crack fic), slightly co-dependent friendship filled to the edges with sizzling ust and delightfully painful pining. Also features Harry describing young voldy as ‘tall, dark and mind blowing’ which is probably my favorite tom riddle description.
After the war, Draco works at a tv repair shop and Harry breaks things.
feat. sad boys in jumpers and more ABBA than is probably necessary
Oh god, this one is definetly, definetly one of my favorites. Features Draco working in a muggle repair shop, Harry that keeps coming back not knowing why, analysis of the weird relationship between harry and draco in canon and toast burning because boys are too busy kissing intensely on the counter. It reminds me of Here’s the Pencil, Make it Work, but it’s construction is quite distinct, and while htpmik has a bit more of world discussion/character meta, which i love, the relationship between harry and draco here is more well paced and better developed. It’s so beautifully written, earnest and sweet but intense and raw at the same time and has one of my favorite get togethers. Also, i have a weak spot for repair shops. idk.
How to win back your television remote and get your obnoxious flatmate to shut his trap for more than a minute and a half.
Harry and Draco are roomates who have these ~moments~ sometimes where they feel so tense and just want strangle each other and rile each other up for no conceivable reason, wonder why, and in one of these moments they end up fighting for the remote control. And then they have sex. Hilarious, cute, sweet, hot and well written and generally everything you could want
“So,” he brought up conversationally at Ron and Hermione’s later that night, all of them safely two drinks in, “have either of you received an invitation to Draco Malfoy’s wedding?”
Draco asks Harry to pretend to be his best man/best friend at his and Pansy’s wedding to regain the favor of public opinion, but little does harry know that pansy put draco up to it to resolve his convoluted feelings towards harry. It’s still in progression but the development of their friendship is so great, some delightful tense lucius and harry moments, and pining!! funny pining, sad pining, oblivious pining and puzzled harry, it’s all so good and so sweet and yes.
This is a summery romantic comedy featuring my favourite ensemble cast, in which Harry is confused, Draco is Draco, and Hermione attempts to eat all the things.
When Potter starts behaving more oddly than usual, Draco has no choice but to take an interest. After all, it’s his job. Sort of.
Sara’s Girl has a very distinct writing style, a very earnest and sensitive sort of writing, that just sort of flows, be it comedy or angsty or both, and I definetly rec all of the stories I read by her. These two are my favorites though; in This Summer pretty much all of Harry and Draco’s hogwarts colleagues (from gryf to slythe) are established friends and regularly hang out and have bomb ass parties with quirky themes such as sea creature fantasies and dress as each other and, of course, Draco and Harry pine for each other. Harry then tries to purchase a nicer wardrobe - not because he wants to impress draco or anything, no of course not- and begins a tentative slightly crush-y friendship with the clothes salesman, Cal. This fic has such a summery, fun vibe and the pining is so good and the resolve is so sweet and the best post hogwarts inter house friendship ever, like honestly, kinda high key wish to be friends with all of them cause they’re all hella cool. In Scurrilous, Draco is a radio host and Harry owns a pet store in Diagon Alley and does bizarre shit like dye his hair purple and walk around with a crocodile on a leash, and Draco spies on him trough a telescope and talks about him on the radio then proceeds to bring him lunch and buy ducks and sensasionalist media kinda sucks. Night Vale probably conditoned me but i love, love, love radio host fics and i wishhh there were more fics with the trope out there. This one is so cute, harry is bizarre and funny, Pansy is amazing, draco is adorable (and in denial! sighs happily) and has a bunch of pet ducks!!, their relationship is adorable and it’s the type of story that puts a huge, permanent grin on your face.
my favourite weed experience was when i ended up curled up on the ground coughing violently & sobbing for about five minutes and then vomited into a paper bag from the mall and everyone was too stoned to do anything but watch me like
When my mum asks what is wrong, there are truths that I do and do not tell her.
1) I have a sore throat.
What I didn’t tell her was that I spent the night sobbing, coughing and screaming into my pillow. A storm-ish mixture of his name and my favorite curse words.
What I didn’t tell her was that I woke up that morning with a mental ache way worse than the one lingering on my throat. With the thought of death on my lips, I swallowed the last of my tears and got ready for the day.
2) My head hurts.
What I kept quiet was that I brushed my hand through my hair during my third panic attack and pulled out a massive clump of my own hair
I didn’t tell her that after crying for 7 hours, your head feels hollow and your eyes feel swollen and your ribs ache like a home, gutted and left to rot.
3) I’m just tired.
What i didn’t say was “mum, boys break my heart and tell me sweet things that tear me apart after they have gone. My grades are pulling me apart at the seams and I’ve been trying so hard but it doesn’t seem enough.”
What I didn’t tell her was that no matter how much sleep I get, I wake up just a little more exhausted than the day before. My fuse is burning out, Ma and I’m scared that this is going to kill me.
4) I just feel ill.
But in reality, the boy she warned me about broke my heart, just like she said.
He snuck his way into my heart and started breaking everything in sight and when he had taken everything he possibly could from me, he left me.
He left me with broken promises, and thousands of tears, he destroyed me, mum. He made me want to ruin my own life, sometimes even end it because I didn’t and still don’t want to accept that he managed to get to me the way I promised no boy ever would.
You watch Ashton walk towards the staircase, his steps quick and loud. He stops at the wall by the stairs and punches the mirror that you two had set up there when you first moved in. You blink hardly and cover your face in your hands.
“Why do you always want to argue, Y/N!?” Silence fills the room as a tear slips down your cheek and he doesn’t dare to face you.
“Ashton…I was just asking for you to spend time with me,” you cough out a sob and uncover your face, looking over at him and his bloodied hand. “Why do you have to make everything so hard?”
“Because you act like I don’t love you.”
“You! Ashton! You act like you don’t love me! And it fucking hurts. Fuck this, just go!”
Two days later, you seen Calum back with his girlfriend. He hadn’t apologized for telling you to fuck off nor had he texted you after you left.
“Hey Y/N,” Michael nudged you gently and your eyes brimmed with tears. You bit your lip and looked up at him. “What’s wrong?” He peeked over at Calum and his/gf/name. “Oh.”
“I wanted to tell him that I liked him but I know this isn’t the movies and he doesn’t fall in love with the ugly fucking best friend. But..mikey..he’s so in love with her and all she does is hurt him..”
“Calum’s fucking stupid if you ask me,” he chuckles and wipes the tears from your face. “Who wouldn’t want a smart and pretty girl like you? Forget him, let’s go get some pizza.”
“Luke, I wasn’t trying to scare you,” you plead the fifth and sit on the armrest of the sofa. He looks up at you with relieved eyes, but he’s still angry.
“I know you weren’t, but it really hikes up my anxiety if I don’t know you’re okay. You know when I’m hanging out Y/N, so the next time just tell me, that’s all…I don’t hate you.” You lean down and kiss his cheek and pout, the care on his face was so evident and you never felt more loved. “Also, I’m mad at you because you fucked up my Nirvana shirt, Y/N you got bleach on it!”
“oops,” you say nervously and hug him tightly to avoid any mishap.
“I miss you too…Mikey, but I have student loans and bills and…uh…other things to pay.”
“What other things?” His head snaps towards you, eyebrows furrowed and face twisted in confusion. “Hm?” He waits for an answer. “Y/N? What are these other fucking things?”
“I’m pregnant, Michael,” you gulp. “When you visited two months ago…I wasn’t on my birth control and then I took a test before you came but I was scared to tell you bec-you’re pregnant and you didn’t tell me!? Y/N what the fuck else don’t I know!?”
“Don’t yell at me, Michael,” your stress levels raise and you hold your head down. “I’m sorry, okay? I know you don’t want it because you’re on tour and you don’t even tell your fans about me because they think we’re just friends and I’m struggling by myself and you just…you don’t understand mikey…”
“I would if you just told me…” He lowers his voice.