ARIES: Ultimate Chimera (“If you happen to see a red thing with a gigantic mouth, GET THE HECK OUT OF THERE!”)
TAURUS: Parental Kangashark (“Just ice the baby. The older one will follow.”)
GEMINI: Mecha-Drago. (”They’re such peaceful creatures…”)
CANCER: Li’l Miss Marshmallow (“YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW SO SEW SO-SO GREETINGS CHEESE POPSICLE THE NUMBER YOU HAVE DIALED IS CURRENTLY OUT OF PORK CHOPS FROM EAST TO WEST IT GOES GOES BROKEN BROKEN OH SO SOW SEW BROKEN”)
VIRGO: Bucket Brothers. (”They’re trying so hard!”)
LIBRA: Squawking Boomstick (“All this little birdie does is tell its friends what you’ve done.”)
SCORPIO: Cattlesnake (“Even the creators of this creature are too afraid to approach it.”)
Harry soon finds his piercing is good for throwing Malfoy off-balance, and shamelessly uses it at every opportunity to torment him. Malfoy pointing out that Harry’s taunting is actually flirting should have put a stop to it. Instead, Harry only becomes more determined to get a reaction, and goes to greater lengths to get one.
Draco Malfoy, wide-eyed and pale and in a decidedly ragged shirt, was crouched next to the pile of whatever the dragon had been eating.
Harry threw himself to a halt and yelled, “Merlin, how many times do I have to save your life?”
“No,” Harry said, by way of greeting. Malfoy’s blonde head rose slowly, carelessly. “Get out.”
“I feel as though we’ve already established this, Potter,” Malfoy responded. “And I feel that what we established was that you telling me to get out of places really doesn’t make me more likely to vacate them.”
The war has left its mark on everyone. The Ministry, as usual, is only too happy to take advantage. But Harry won’t let them destroy his home, no matter what he has to do to stop them. And no matter if a certain Draco Malfoy insists on getting him off track.
Things seem to be going well for Draco Malfoy after the war. He’s working as a professor at Hogwarts and makes the papers all the time for his charitable contribution to Muggle causes.
But when Malfoy is rushed into St Mungos hospital for a psychotic break, Healer Harry Potter realizes that Malfoy’s success is not all what it seems and sometimes luck can have more than one meaning.
Harry, Draco, and Hermione go to a pub. Harry, Draco, and Pansy go to a pub. Harry, Draco, Pansy, and Hermione go to a pub. Harry, Draco, Hermione and Ron go to a pub. Harry, Draco, Hermione, Ron, and Pansy―you guessed it―go to a pub. I could go on. In fact, I did. Harry, Draco, Hermione, Pansy, Ron, Blaise, Luna, Goyle, Neville, and Theodore Nott go to a pub. In various combinations.
[i apologize if anything looks weird i did this on mobile with bare coding so if anything looks out of place i blame that ahdhdj]
thanks to @hunsets for feeding my drarry fic addiction ajshjdfn