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“Move in with me.”
“What?”
“You heard me. Move in with me, and I’ll take care of you.” Potter’s eyes were locked on Draco. Draco couldn’t bear to hold their gaze directly, so his vision settled on a tiny mole on Harry’s left cheek. His chest burned with emotions, but he couldn’t quite parse which ones—fear, mostly. Dread. A throbbing intensity, like the adrenaline rush of standing at the edge of a great height. I’ll take care of you, he’d said. Draco had heard those words before.
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“Harry.”
Harry’s eyes flicked up at the sound of Draco using his given name.
“I don’t think we can ever be friends. Not truly. Not after everything that’s happened.”
“Oh,” was all Harry could offer. He wasn’t sure why it hurt to hear it so directly.
“It’s just that, with our history . . . I think it would always get in the way.”
“Right.” Harry said resolutely. “Well, that settles it, I suppose. You don’t have to speak to me anymore.”
“Alright then.”
“Alright.”
They turned their heads away from each other, and that was that.
A long-timeline story of Harry and Draco post-war, inspired by and with homages to When Harry Met Sally. Will they? Won't they? Buckle up, baby!
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It wasn’t that the Dursleys abused Harry, really. There were no horrible beatings, no injuries that left marks, nothing like that. But they were cruel with their words, and they controlled his food to the point that some days he thought he might go insane, and Vernon did slap him pretty hard the one time, after Harry dropped a soapy dinner plate and it shattered. Sometimes Vernon flew into rages, but it wasn’t, like, horrible. Harry could always maneuver his way through.
Or, the one where Harry is an American high school student, and Tom Riddle is a whole other kind of villain.
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Harry sodding Potter is staring at him like he’s a Hippogriff on the loose, because of course he is. This is the life he lives now. Chaos at every turn. Nemeses with fantastic arses lurking behind every counter.
He finally wrangles Scorpius into his lap, glancing away so he doesn’t have to look at Harry Potter’s stupidly handsome face or his sluttily open collar or the chest hair peeking out at the very top. Draco knows his cheeks are beet red. “Potter. Yes, it appears we need some assistance. I can help clean it up. And then we’ll go.”
“Er, it’s alright.” Potter looks around the empty cafe and casts a Mending spell with a small, deft flick of his fingers.
Draco can’t help but watch that. He’s only a man, and a weak one at that. Potter’s hands look strong, and his shirtsleeves are rolled up to his elbows. And gods help Draco, he’s staring now. Scorpius is crying, but quieter, his little hands bunched up in Draco’s shirt, and Draco automatically gathers him closer, holding him tight. He can feel Scorpius wiping his snotty nose on his jumper.
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In which Draco grows up hiding and finds out he doesn't want to do that anymore. And he doesn't want his son to hide, either.Series
- Part 2 of Home
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20 May 2026
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Officially, Auror Potter has been assigned to the duty of Draco’s probationary officer after he is released from house arrest. Unofficially, Harry’s being pressured by the Head Auror to drum up false accusations against him.
Draco is working as a professional illustrator and calligrapher. Harry doesn’t believe Draco is still a criminal, but there’s something strange about Draco’s portfolio - and Draco never, ever lets him get a look inside it.
Author’s note: My original intention with this fic was to write a bit of fluff about Draco doodling Harry’s name in his notebook, and what came out was a snarky, slow burn case fic and something close to an artistic manifesto. I like this better.
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03 Dec 2025
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Lionel is the first, approaching Merlin one late summer afternoon as the sun slants through the dust in the stables and turns the air into heavy fire.
I mourn, now that your house contains
such fractured shadows.
This wine you’ve handed me
tastes sour. I joke and you do not laugh.
When you speak, assuming my approval,
I stare into discoloured
depths of my glass, longing
to get away...
(Harry Guest, "Death of a Friendship")Bookmarked by emmettsforest
16 Oct 2025
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Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
06 Jul 2024
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It takes them twenty years.
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08 Sep 2025
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When he ends up ditched in Atlanta after a fight with his dad, Tim decides to do the only sensible thing: Tell no one and make the 800 mile journey back to Gotham on his own.
Because the "call Batman when you're in trouble" rule only applies when he's Robin, right?
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