1.2k rated M for the wonderful @phasyvision17 who asked for prompt no. 3. Or: the one where they’re professional dancers in a popular TV show, and Harry’s pining would win first place. Possessive, jealous Harry. Also, Draco in a bodysuit. With feathers.
The problem was, keeping his eyes away was impossible, even if the sight made his blood boil in his veins and his head ache. The sheer brilliance of it – Draco’s graceful body swerving, bodysuit tight on his muscular form, the feathers adorning it making him something mythical, unreal. The light hitting his face, eyes determined and bright, skin shining with effort. The way every turn, every stretch of his beautiful body felt purposeful, intent. So bloody gorgeous. Even if the fact he was dancing with someone else –
This was ridiculous; Harry couldn’t possibly be jealous of this. They were both competing with different partners, they had to. That’s the way the fucking show worked. But seeing Draco, his Draco, spinning into the arms of another man, looking so stunning it melted Harry’s stupid little heart – he just couldn’t look away. Draco was magical, mesmerising. The music crescendoed, tension rising in the room as Draco spun faster, faster, arms up in the air – his partner lifted him, one leg rising impossibly high, foot in a perfect point – those large hands on Draco’s silver bodysuit, not Harry’s, holding him up – then releasing, thank fuck. Harry could feel the ripple of excitement through the crowd watching, hear the murmur of appreciation from the judges. Then, just as the music came to a stop, Draco made a little twirl, landing right in his partner’s waiting arms.
That twirl. Harry felt anger rise within him, tight in his fists, unreasonable and overwhelming. Then the lights flickered back on, the judges were speaking – the host said something funny, apparently, because Harry’s partner elbowed him in the ribs with a smirk. Harry couldn’t hear. Didn’t really care to, either. He was waiting, very impatiently, for the fucking judges to fucking shut up, and then – aw, fucking finally, Draco walked off the stage, still beaming and glittery with excitement.
Harry pulled him aside before he could even blink, hauling him through the set until he finally found a place deemed private enough. Draco, to his credit, didn’t seem all that perturbed. He kept a pretty straight face on for someone bodily thrown into a broom cupboard.
“So I take it you liked my performance,” he said, shadow of a smile on his face.
“It’s mine.”
“I beg your pardon?”
Keeping the growl contained in his throat took effort. “That twirl you did in the end. That’s my move. You stole it from me.”
“I’m sorry,” Draco’s eyebrows knitted high on his forehead, “but are you saying you invented the act of twirling?”
“No. I’m saying that that move, it was mine. You know that. Everybody fucking knows it. And you did it with someone else.”
“Well, we’re not dancing together anymore,” Draco had the gall to say. “This is for charity, Harry.”
“Fuck charity. No, wait, I don’t mean that, I just –“ Harry closed his eyes, turned his face away, furious with Draco, with himself, with the whole thing. “I… shit.”
“An apt summary, yes.” It sounded like Draco was smiling, but Harry wasn’t brave enough to check.
How could he put it into words without sounding like a total lunatic? How could he possibly describe it, going from sworn-dance-enemies in rival companies, to sweaty-messy-frotting between show rehearsals, to this tight-crushing-need in his chest? How could Harry ever tell him how much – how nothing in this would ever be quite enough without him? How painful it was to have to watch him taken away without being sure – without knowing for certain he’d come back?
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Picture writing prompt.
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Where Draco runs a candle shop selling Amortentia candles and Harry wonders why his smell a bit too much like the store owner.
Based off of this post. Enjoy x
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When Harry walks into Scentsations, the tan wizard grins at the pun. The shop was one that made specific scents that caused a mix of sensations the buyers would experience. Scentsations had just begun to grow in popularity as soon as the owner had released their Amortentia candles which had quickly become a hit. Harry, of course, had been intrigued at the concept.
He and Hermione stood in the middle of the shop in awe. It wasn’t nearly as packed as it had been hours before; it was late afternoon now and the duo had arrived tarty in order to avoid it. “Wow,” Hermione gapes and Harry chuckles. This was the first time in a while he had seen Hermione so blown away.
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I did not come to have my heart broken
damn i was on my ride back home from a conference and my mind just went like:
what if draco stayed after his trial and started working in the ministry hoping to redeem himself and gives back to the wizarding community to help them repair homes after the war. although he’s trying his best, some wizards still believe he’s evil and working his way through inside the ministry to bring it down again. the exceptions to this are hermione granger and luna lovegood.
harry doesn’t understand why does his friends can easily forgive malfoy. all of a sudden, harry finds that all of his friends are friends of draco malfoy except him. hermione would say “give him a chance,” but harry was not ready to. the only person he trusts at this point is ron.
draco was later assigned as the department secretary of the aurors. he does all the filing and proof reading of every reports. he’s good at his job, harry reluctantly admits but that doesn’t mean it’s a good reason for him to start being mushy with malfoy.
draco tries to be civil of course, but their long history of fight and bullying at draco’s part makes it hard for harry to do the same. call him petty. he doesn’t care.
it was two years after draco’s stay at the department that harry mellows out. he’d seen malfoy’s changed behaviour and attitude. well, okay. malfoy is fucking rich but works for a bare minimum pay wage and mostly donates it to the charity. it’s a pretty darning evidence. he’d seen him eating lunch with hermione. he’d witnessed malfoy siding with muggleborns who are being discriminated in the streets. and had made a few quite friends from them.
so when draco asks him out for a dinner, it shocked him and said no out of panic. he sees draco’s defeated face and did not stop him when draco turned his back and walk to the lobby to go home.
the incident was on his mind for days. he hasn’t seen nor heard from draco. it’s either he’s good at avoiding harry or he’s just really busy. and harry doesn’t know why it bothers him. a lot.
after a week, his floo in the living room rings up. it was draco’s voice asking to be let in. harry steps aside and draco comes out of the floo.
“you owe me dinner.”
harry stammers, completely thrown back.
“i don’t owe you anything malfoy!”
“contrary on what you believe, you actually do. you owe me an apology.”
“what are you on? is this some kind of joke?”
“no, it’s not. it looks like i’m not getting the dinner and the apology. i’ll just get it in another way.”
“i don’t understand anything from what you’re saying.”
“i forgot gryffindors are a bit daft, aren’t they?”
“did you come here just to insult me?”
“merlin, you haven’t been listening. i told you, you owe me.”
“i’ve heard. what i don’t get it is the apology part.”
“i think your brain will combust if you worked it hard. there’s an easy way out of this. open your arms and close your eyes.”
“i’m not going to open my arms and close my eyes!”
“ah, right. you don’t trust me.”
“it’s not that i don’t trust you but i’m not going to do this until you tell me why i have to.”
“you’re not going to do it even if i tell you.”
“then why—”
“just shut your pretty mouth and let me do the talking. close your eyes. no peeking or i’ll kill you.”
“you’re not exactly convincing me here.”
“harry, please.”
his name coming from draco’s lips does the work.
harry closes his eyes and he feels arms coming around him and a chest closing on his own. draco is so warm and harry can’t help himself but return the hug.
“you’re not allowed to say anything.”
“okay.”
“harry, shut up.”
he feels draco’s head between his neck and he presses his body more to him. there’s a myriad of emotions growing inside of him but most importantly he feels relieved.
they stay hugging for five minutes. it was the calmest five minutes harry had so he whines when draco removes himself from harry.
“remember, no peeking.” draco whispers.
harry hears the floo fires out and he opens his eyes to an empty living room.
harry comes to the work the next day and sees a new person behind draco’s desk and a new plaque. the smile on his face is instantly wiped.
Severus Snape = Sev Harry Potter = Harry Lucius Malfoy = Luc Narcissa Malfy = Cissy
Severus Snape spies on Dumbledore to see where he places Harry after the unfortunate events. Seeing him leave the baby on the doorstep, Severus decides to take Harry in…
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Sev: GUYS LOOK! Cissy: Sev? Where did you steal that baby? Luc: Sev commited kidnapping? Harry: ??? Sev: MY NEW SON Cissy: Sev where did u even get him? Luc: (sees the scar) Holy Merlin’s pajama socks, is that Harry Potter? Harry: ?? gagaaaaa (raises his hands at Lucius) Sev: He already likes you, Luc! Cissy: Oh please tell me you at least told someone you were gonna kidnap the BWL? Luc: I’M AN UNCLE! Sev: I’M A DAD Cissy: GET A HOLD OF YOURSELF!!
Later;
Cissy: I’m ur fav auntie, ain’t I? Harry: Gah! Sev & Luc sitting in the Time Out Corner
Seems accurate
Lucius: I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again Draco could’ve done better but there is clearly nothing I can do about that now.
Harry: Geez Lucy, that was quite big of you to say.
Lucius, ignores nickname: I am still incredibly glad to pass on the role as the powerful male in Draco’s life.
Harry, confused: Um, thanks.
Lucius, pulls out bottle of whiskey: Be prepared to listen to all his problems and have to fix every minor obstacle he faces *hands over whiskey and walks away*
Harry, still confused: Well, that was odd.
*Three weeks after wedding*
Draco, who has been ranting for about three hours:…and then Lucile took MY patient even though I clearly told her to back off, so I need you to like “vanquish” her or whatever you do, next there is Marvin who steals people’s lunc…
Harry, reaching for the whiskey and chanting internally: please be poisoned, please be poisoned, please be poisoned, please be poisoned, please be poisone…