“Ron, I don’t know how you’ll take this, you’ve been my best friend for eight years and you’ve stuck with me through thick and thin, I just hope that would be enough. But Ron, I’m gay.” Harry had said it so quickly he was out of breath, yet he still held it in, waiting for a response.
“Wait…” Ron looked and Harry wasn’t sure why, but he looked relatively nonchalant, “why are you telling me this?”
“If you don’t want to be friends with me anymore then that’s fine. I don’t have a crush on you anything-” Harry’s rambling was cut short.
“You don’t have a crush on me?” Ron asked quizically.
“Well, no… I kind of haveathingforMalfoy.” Harry sped, still unsure as to why Ron asked that.
“Yeah, sure,” Ron blew off, “but, like, you’ve never looked at me? Not even once?”
“No, mate, you’re like a brother to me.” Harry reasoned.
“I’ve looked at you, Harry, am I just not attractive? What has Malfoy got that I haven’t?” Ron stuck out his bottom lip and pouted, making him look strangely similar to a kicked puppy.
Harry stumbled over his words, “No, no, Ron, not like that- you’re attractive, I just don’t… uh, Hermione, help.”
Author: sara_holmes | Word Count: 75k | Rating: NC-17
Summary: Harry is getting rather fed up with everyone treating him differently afterthe war, and catches hold of the one person who doesn’t seem to care about his hero status.
Review: Oh wow this absolutely pulled me in, almost like a Harry Potter sequel but much more personal! It’s such an honest and real story about Harry and Draco and how the way the see each other develops, along with their relationship and their own characters.
Harry’s frustration at everyone deferential treatment towards him feels almost visceral, and so plausible it almost makes you want to slap him the way Draco does at the beginning. Because we know, as well as Draco knows how very much Harry needs that reminder that he is a normal human being after all, and Harry in return reminds Draco to care about himself again. Harry coming to terms with his life post-war, his feelings towards Draco as well as his sexuality was so gradual, yet so sure - with Draco beside him his acceptance of these things become so easy.
There’s Hogwarts and the Gryffindors and Slytherins and lessons and everything else that lends a sense of this fic picking up from where Deathly Hallows left off *hysterically yells EWE???*. And it really is fantastic, how strong and true the friendship and love between Harry and his friends, as well as Draco and his friends is.
Content/Warnings: Eighth Year, Secret Relationship, Some Harry/Ginny
Hermione wearing a wedding dress she can't wear on the wedding day for some reason
<b>Draco:</b> Come out there, love.<p/><b>Hermione:</b> [from inside the room] No, I can't. I'm wearing a wedding dress.<p/><b>Draco:</b> Great! You found <i> the </i> dress?<p/><b>Hermione:</b> Yes, but I have to return it.<p/><b>Draco:</b> Well why can't I see it?<p/><b>Hermione:</b> I guess you can see it. But you can't like it, understand?<p/><b>Draco:</b> [chuckles] Okay, I promise I'll hate it.<p/><b>Hermione:</b> [comes out the room] [smiles] Hi...<p/><b>Draco:</b> Wow. You look hideous.<p/><b>Hermione:</b> [giggles] Really?<p/><b>Draco:</b> Yeah, that's like the most ugliest dress I've ever seen. That dress is just terrible, it makes me want to just rip it off of you.<p/></p>
Draco stood up from his bed and waited in front of the floo fire in his room. Harry came through it. Draco wrapped his arms around Harry in a hug.
“Are you okay?”
“No. I haven’t been down the stairs yet… she doesn’t know it’s you I’m ‘dating’.”
“Come on, let’s go down then.” Harry said before kissing Draco. Draco nodded and held Harrys hand as he pulled him out of his bedroom and down the stairs to find his mum setting up tea in the living room. She didn’t look up.
“Hello Draco.” She said pouring tea into every cup, she eventually looked up; her eyes went wide at the sight of Harry.
“Good afternoon, Mrs Malfoy.” Harry said
“p-please… call me Narcissa.” She smiled and sat down, Draco was being oddly quiet; Harry gave Draco a concerned glance. “Sit down dears.” Narcissa said gesturing to the other seats.
“Sorry mother…” Draco muttered. Harry looked at Draco confused as did Narcissa.
“What for darling?” she asked
“Hiding from you.” Draco muttered and Harry gave his hand a supportive squeeze
“No, no. its fine, Draco and stop calling me mother.”
“So, Harry…. Harry Potter… you’re dating….. You’re dating Harry potter.”
“Yes he is… well, we say dating…” Harry smiled at Draco.
“What do you mean?” She asked wondering if she was supposed to be getting annoyed (like she was doing) at the boy who lived.
“We… Urm, we got engaged mum.” Draco said moving his hand so his mum could see.
“Oh my…” she breathed in collecting her thoughts before tugging Draco’s hand forward so she could see. The ring moved… it was a dragon! The wings flapped slightly as she ran her finger over it. The body was an emerald colour and the wings were a ruby colour, the head of the dragon moved and it opened its mouth to show a diamond. It did this for a few seconds before closing its mouth and wrapping itself back around Draco’s finger. Narcissa was gobsmacked; she had no idea what to say.
“do you like the ring?” Harry asked all she could do was nod. “I had it specially made, it marks slytherin and Gryffindor house together as one, it’s also when we got together, the tri-wizard tournament after I got the egg from the dragon. While I was in there I saw Draco, his mask lifted, he looked concerned… worried I flew right by him just as I thought the dragon was going to get me and his eyes were filled with tears. I was confused and decided that I wouldn’t be able to know why he was crying if I didn’t win the egg and he was what got me through that challenge. Not the fact that the world depended on me to defeat vol-you-know-who but Draco.” Harry said and Draco teared up; just as he did when it was said to him in the proposal but the proposal was longer and by the end of it Draco was full on crying.
Narcissa, finally, was able to speak “Congratulations. Drink your tea an-and… wait do your… do the Weasleys know?”
“No… I was hoping Draco could come with me… They definitely don’t know I’m gay… only Draco knows…” Harry blushed and Narcissa didn’t know why but she stood up and walked over to Harry pulling him into a hug.
“Trust me Harry, they’ll accept you and if they don’t… well they’ve got another thing coming.” She smiled “And Draco.” “Yes?” “you did good son and im proud of you.” She pulled both of them into a hug
Number one of my storyline they are all tagged #myharrypotterfanfictiontexts
Prompt #11. “That dough is for my fucking
cookies, if you try to steal it one more time I’m gonna beat you with this
spoon!” With Draco Malfoy
beard Y/N! What is that amazing
smell?” Draco asked, finally coming out of bed on the morning of Christmas Eve.
The two of you had been married for a few months, and it was your first
Christmas as a married couple. You woke up early today to do some baking. You
had one batch of cookies in the oven, and you were preparing the dough for the
into the kitchen and wraps his arms around your waist from behind, “Are you
making cookies love?”
You hum in
response, “Why don’t you just use magic?”
“Because I enjoy baking Draco,” you laugh.
his finger into your bowl of dough, scooping up a bit and putting it in his
mouth, “This is delicious.”
love,” You pull on a pair of mitts and go to take the cookies out of the oven.
You turn back to see Draco eating more of your dough, “Draco, honey, I
appreciate that you like my cookie dough, but please stop eating it.”
pulls you in for a hug, “I love you Y/N.”
You’re a bit
surprised by this, but you hug back, “Um, I love you too.”
back only to see that Draco pulled you in for a hug, to sneak some more cookie
dough, “Draco Malfoy, that dough is for
my fucking cookies, if you try to steal it one more time I’m gonna beat you
with this spoon!”
He puts the
dough down and smiles at you, “You’re so cute when you’re angry. I’ll let you
do your baking.”
He gives you
a peck on the lips and leaves the kitchen, leaving you to bake in peace.
(In which Harry tells Hermione and Ron about Draco.)
Harry swallows, forcing himself to look at Ron and Hermione as he continues.
“So, what I am saying is that I, uh, like blokes. Fancy blokes. I mean, one bloke, in particular, but I… Like them. Like you would a girl.”
Ron keeps looking at him expectantly and Harry looks back, awkward and unsure now that he’s come out with it. He thinks maybe he should panic, but his terrified brain can’t even decide that, one way or the other. He’s leaning toward panic when Ron nods.
Harry keeps looking.
“Is something wrong, Harry?” Hermione asks, setting down her wine glass.
“What? No! I just, dunno. Thought something might be wrong for… You,” Harry finishes lamely, not wanting to accuse them, but also not quite willing to let himself believe that his friends are okay with it, just like that.
“Harry,” says Ron slowly. “If I was going to draw the line somewhere, d'you think maybe I would’ve drawn it at, I don’t know, mad evil wizard wanting to kill you and everyone you love? Or the whole school hating you? Or you dating my sister?”
“Yes, but Ron, I want to date MEN now.”
“Better men than my sister, far as I’m concerned,” Ron says, and takes a deliberate sip of his butter beer, like the matter is closed.
Harry tries hard not to gape, he really does, but a feeling of such honest well-being washes over him that he can’t help but stare at the people who have known him the longest, and the best, still not quite able to believe he got so lucky.
“Harry, you said - I mean, there’s a certain boy you… Fancy?” Hermione says suddenly, in the same tone she uses when she’s just remembered some interesting fact she’s read.
Harry’s good feeling vanishes, faster and more completely than any of his spells have been able to vanish an object.
“C'mon, mate, don’t look like someone died. So long as it’s not Malfoy, or someone equally as disturbed, I think Hermione and I will survive.”
Harry grimaces, says nothing.
“Oh!” Hermione squeaks, tone not mad or disapproving, just surprised.
Ron takes a little longer. He sits, shell shocked, reacting for all the world like Harry had thought he would to the first revelation of the night. It goes on for a long while, Harry and Hermione looking to each other, then to Ron, then back to each other.
Finally, Ron gets up, quite fast and equally as shakily. “Fire whiskey, then, eh?” He says, and takes off into the kitchen, muttering “Still better than my little sister,” under his breath.
<b></b> -in the great hall-<p/><b>Harry:</b> -spots Draco- "Is... Is that my scarf?!" -runs up to Draco before Ron or Hermione could say anything-<p/><b>Draco:</b> <p/><b>Harry:</b> <p/><b>Draco:</b> "It... It smells nice."<p/><b>Harry:</b> -takes scarf, huffing- "One night, Malfoy. It was one night."<p/><b>Draco:</b> -blood red- "You didn't say I couldn't take it!"<p/><b>Harry:</b> <p/><b>Draco:</b> <p/><b>Hermione:</b> "I KNEW IT. THE SIGNS. OH THE SIGNS."<p/></p>
Rose Weasley coming home for Christmas and laughing with her cousins over the look on Scorpius’ face when he saw them all in the traditional lurid Weasley sweaters.
Grandma Molly overhearing and asking if it was true that Scorpius Malfoy had never worn a Christmas sweater before. Mrs. Weasley being appalled when Rose answers yes, and instantly getting her knitting needles out.
Draco comes downstairs on Christmas morning to see his son and wife decked up in some atrocious knitted sweaters. Scorpius is beaming, and Astoria starts cracking up as she hands him an emerald green one (with a D on it) and a note.
Merry Christmas! I do hope you like the sweaters–I knitted them up after Rose told me little Scorpius had never had one before. Such a shame, they’re really quite warm. And then I figured that if your son hadn’t ever had any, neither would either of his parents, so I made a few more. Wishing your family a happy holiday!
This is a long overdue rec list for the Anon who requested “discovery/coming out fics where Harry or Draco realise they are gay. Ones with great character development and a bit of angst.” Sorry it took so long to get back to you! I made a list right when you wrote, accidentally deleted it, and then got too busy with school to redo it. I’ll admit that I originally thought this was two separate asks, so let me know if you’d like another list of fics with character development and a bit of angst. :)
I have to admit, Anon, that at first your request had me pretty stumped. It seemed like looking for hay in a haystack. What I mean by that is that most slash fic for a non-canon pairing probably has some coming out element since the writer has to deal with bending a canonically heteronormative character. But then, at the same time, one of the things that I like most about slash fic is that it often dispenses with the coming out narrative right away, which is the opposite of most lgbtqia+ YA lit. That being said, I came up with some absolutely wonderful fics that I think fit your request.
“I Bet That You Look Good on the Dancefloor”by @birdsofshore NC-17, 27970 words Summary: Harry felt lit up from inside as soon as he entered the bar. There were blokes dancing together, their bodies close to one another, not keeping a wary distance as Harry was always careful to do when he was near another man. God, he wanted this – wanted it so much he could taste it, a metallic tang of heat and desire. He suspected nothing would ever be the same again – especially when he saw who else was in the room. [I think this is my favorite thing that I’ve read this year. It’s soooo good.]
“The Dragon’s Arms” by ani_mage NC-17, 22650 words Summary: Since the war, Harry’s been living on the fringes of the Muggle world and alienated from the Wizarding world. Draco’s struggled his whole life to satisfy his father’s idea of what it means to be a “Malfoy Man” in the Wizarding world, never comfortable in the role. Can they help each other find a place where they feel at home? [yeah, that’s right, I’m rec’ing my own fic]
‘Twas Brilligby Queenie_Mab @mab-speaks NC-17, 73998 words Summary: Harry reads a chapter of Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland to his children before bed every night and through the story, he and his middle child find an ally in each other as they, along with Alice, discover a world that just doesn’t seem to make sense when taken at face value. The more aware Harry becomes - embracing his child’s reality - the more motivated he is to build a wizarding world that is fully inclusive, and by processing these life lessons finds he’s able to connect with another person in ways that have always eluded him.
Any Instrument by @dictacontrion NC-17, 131102 words Summary: Draco Malfoy wouldn’t go back to England for anything less than an exceptional case. Being asked to figure out why Harry Potter can’t control his magic might be exceptional enough to qualify.
“Welcome to the Broomcloset” by incapricious NC-17, 23143 words Summary: Harry thinks he knows how his life will go: Become an Auror. Marry Ginny. Have a family. But then he sees an advertisement in the paper that no one else can see, and his life is turned upside-down. The Broom Closet: you can be anyone you want while you’re there, but you won’t remember it in the morning.
“Desire Unveiled” by Frayach NC-17, 14881 words Summary: Harry is emphatically NOT a pouf, and thus his reoccurring fantasies involving Draco are due to his Occlumency lessons with Snape, NOT to his sexuality. Or so he tries to convince himself. Meanwhile, Voldemort has returned, and Harry is about to learn that he is the Chosen One – whether he’s ready or not. Set during OotP.
Mental by sara_holmes ( @captn-sara-holmes ) NC-17, 186678 words Summary: Harry has had quite enough of sharing his mind with someone else, thankyouverymuch. A miscast Legilimecy spell says otherwise.
“Aural Gratification” by @birdsofshore NC-17, 10988 words Summary: Harry’s not gay – he just likes listening to exciting stories about Aurors. It’s not his fault that the narrator’s voice is so smooth, so expressive… and really rather hot.
“Seeing Draco Malfoy” by khalulu [there’s also a great podfic read by fire_juggler!] NC-17, 12356 words Summary: It’s a few years after the war, Harry is an Auror, Ginny’s broken up with him, and Draco runs a “Magical Repairs and Reparations” service. And then there’s Ignatius – devastatingly good-looking, temperamental, and addicted to gingernut biscuits. When Harry loses his glasses in a fight and learns that they’ve landed in Draco’s hands, he’s suspicious. But soon after that, life starts looking up.
“I’ll Tell You A Secret (Just Don’t Tell)” by nerakrose ( @greaseonmymouth ) G, 18331 words Summary: Harry and Draco are living a fairly normal life with a fairly normal relationship, except for the part where it’s, well, secret.
At Your Serviceby Faithwood ( @faith2wood ) NC-17, 95752 words Summary: Hogwarts students are in danger; Harry is determined to save them all. There’s only one thing he knows for certain: Draco Malfoy is somehow involved.
“Twixt Naught and Never” by @emmagrant01 NC-17, 20408 words Summary: A decade after the defeat of Voldemort, Draco Malfoy works in the Misuse of Potions department of the Ministry of Magic and is assigned to investigate a London pub suspected of being involved in illegal potions trade. To his surprise, the pub is owned by none other than Harry Potter.
Left My Heart by emmagrant01 NC17, 85031 words Summary: Auror Draco Malfoy has disappeared, and Harry Potter has been sent to San Francisco to find him. (Post-Hogwarts, set in February, 2004. Written before Half-Blood Prince was released.)
The following fics aren’t really “coming out” stories, but I think that the theme of lgbtqia+ pride makes them relevant to this ask:
“Pride” by @writcraft NC-17, 9051 words Summary: Harry and Draco form an unlikely friendship after the war. Even as the friendship becomes more, Draco is quick to push Harry away before they become too deeply involved. As Harry fights to save an iconic wizarding pub and gay safe-haven from being closed down, circumstances force Draco to confront his true feelings head on.
“Solidarity” by leontina @asexualsiriusblack NC-17, 16661 words Summary: Six years after the war, Harry runs into Draco again who Harry learns is an LGBTQ+ activist. Harry decides to join him in campaigning when a proposition to legalise same-sex marriage is put to a public vote.
Stress. One word that probably described your one and only feeling for the entire week. You were studying so hard for the OWLS and obviously, nothing you’ve read actually went in your brain. You were studying about Transfiguration and your eyes was scanning the book, but you didn’t even understand what you were reading.
It was hot and you were in the Slytherin common room. “I swear to God Y/N if you don’t stop studying im going to burn that bloody book” Your boyfriend, Draco, said coming nearly out of nowhere. “Not my fault OWLS are coming up” was your comeback and returned to studying.
"Yeah, but you gotta relax. I mean hardcore relax" he suggested. “Like thats easy” you said and closed your book and placed it on the table near you.
“It is actually. As long as I’m here" he said with a smirk forming on his lips. “Yeah right” You said with sarcasm dripping from your voice.
“Okay heres the plan. At 11, we’ll head to the prefects bathroom and take a quick bath. And dont worry, I have my sources for these shits” he suggested like it was easy.
"Isnt it stressful trying not to get caught?“ You state in a matter-of-fact way.
“I’ll take the blame then” he said and pecked your lips. Stupid boyfriends, you thought but a smile forming on your lips
"Told ya it wasn’t that hard. I have my ways" Draco said proudly and you rolled your eyes. “Yeah right we were ALMOST CAUGHT” You half-heartedly yelled.
"But we weren’t. Now take off your clothes" he said and you were taken aback.
"W-what?“ you stuttered.
“Oh come on, you sound like we’ve never had sex before. And you wont take a bath with clothes. Or… Do you want me to take it off for you.” he said and started kissing your neck
You moaned a bit as he removed your robe.
You gave him more access to your neck, which was also your weak spot. it was surely going to leave mark right there. “Hmm… So you want me to take it off for ya huh?” Draco whispered with that familiar smirk on his mouth.
You nodded and you wanted him to continue.
His lips were on yours and it was like the both of you were fighting using your mouths. He pushed you gently on the wall and started unbuttoning your clothes. He was surprised when he saw you wearing a black laced bra which you knew was his favorite. “Hmm… You planned this didn’t you” He said and you nodded and which was your time to smirk.
"But I’m sure you like it off” You said seductively.
He started kissing you again and this time, he pulled you closer with his hands roaming around back and trying to unclasp your bra. He did though and you felt a smile of victory from him on your lips.
He discarded the bra and whispered, “Jump”. You did and wrapped your legs around his waist.
One hand on his neck for support and the other tugging on his shirt telling him to take it.
He took it off and started kissing you again. Your back was pressed against the wall and he started putting his hands in your skirt and in your underwear.
"Youre. So. Wet" He said in between kisses. He started fingering you and your moans echoed everywhere. “Fuck… Ugh… Draco… Ah shit”
"Foul language babe" he whispered. Which made him remove his fingers and you whimpered because you wanted more. You jumped off of him and noticed his erection.
“Need a little help there” You said looking at his pants.
“Maybe” He said. Without warning, he unzipped your skirt and let it fall to the ground, pooling around your feet. You started kissing him again and it was your turn to unzip his pants. You pulled down your underwear and palmed him through his boxers.
“I cant fucking wait Y/N. Please" He pleaded. And you gave in anyway. You pulled down his boxers and freeing his little (Well, huge) friend. He started pounding himself in you which made you scream in pain and pleasure. He was grinning himself in you and moans and groans filled the area.
"F-Fuck D-Draco, I’m c-close" You said and your legs started to feel like jelly. Your orgasm came and you were a moaning mess right away.
You were breathing frantically and you stared in to his grey eyes.
"That was…. relaxing" You said and smirked. His kissed you and this time it was a soft one.
“We should really take a bath now” He said. Both of you took a dip in the huge bathtub and you felt your muscles relax.
“Ugh this is so good" You moaned, as he pulled you closer to him
"Not as good as awhile ago though" he said and you rolled your eyes at him