Let Me Be Your Voice - Queenie_Mab - Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling. Unsinkable. Unsinkable They called her the ship of dreams. In fact, she was a dream, realized by steel and built by the hands of the poor so that the rich could feast off her extravagance. She was called the last word in luxury. She was a legend long before her maiden voyage and passed into the annals of history along with the icy waters of the Atlantic. She was a wonder. A pearl. Magical. She was the R.M.S. On April 10, 1912, she set sail for America carrying over two thousand souls. Two-thousand two hundred and twenty-three people were aboard the Titanic for that fateful voyage.
But three passengers were different from all the rest. Then again, they were more than simply human. They were magic. This is their story. April 10, 1912 Draco Malfoy did not want to be there. They were surrounded by a swirl of chaos, color, and noise -- caught in a whirlpool on dry land. He thought of his mother, and how she always scolded him when he pouted or glowered. One Week Earlier His mother sat in front of the fire.
Story notes for Transfigurations. A Weak Pleasure, Never So Sweet. Subtle Nuances. DIY Messiah -- Team Epilogue. Title: DIY Messiah Author: scoradh Team: Epilogue Prompt: the Tower Wordcount: about 27,000 Rating: R Warnings: none. Summary: Harry stopped hating Draco Malfoy on Bring Your Kids to Work Day. Author's Note Thanks to my betas, who hereafter have my eternal gratitude. Harry stopped hating Draco Malfoy on Bring Your Kids to Work Day. Harry and Malfoy had only been sharing the same workplace for a year when the specially coded memo—a lilac bird with a blood-red trim—wound its way to Harry's cubicle, borne on the breath of a thousand sighs. Up till then, Harry had no contact with the Department of Accounts and Boring Paperwork.
He didn't even realise the Head of ABP was Draco Malfoy. Harry had no idea what Misc Stationary was. Harry opened the memo with all the fervour of the deeply bored, noting that the special trim stained his hands. There was no dallying on the switch-furnace, but the call blazed for a long time before anyone answered. "Lily? "What do you want? " "Oh, right. " "Hi. " (Open Up) And Breathe. Author: talekayler Pairings and Main Characters: Harry/Draco, background Harry/OFC Summary: Harry Potter wasn't reintroduced to the wizarding world when he was eleven.
When they find him, nine years later than they should have, things are much different. Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 84,189 Warnings: Character Death (not Harry or Draco), Violence Genre: Action/Adventure, Alternate Universe (magical), Angst, Dark, War time, Drama, Romance, Smut Canon: Alternate Reality/Not Canon (magical) - it shares a lot of similarities, with a few odd changes. Notes: Thank you to my main cheerleaders, thepretender501 and failed_mission, as well as to wendypops and jakuako for kicking my butt. Subtlefire, who without, I don’t think I would have finished this! “Hagrid is bringing him,” Albus says serenely, but there is a touch of sadness that laces through his words.
“You think it – wise – to trust Hagrid with something as important as this?” “Dear Minerva,” Albus reassures her, “I would trust Hagrid with my life.” Dancing Queen. Harry Potter Kinkfest - Fic: By The Numbers (Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy, NC-17) Batman. Alpha and Omega - written for hd_worldcup Team AU: wtfmalfoy. Title: Alpha and OmegaTeam: AUAuthor/Artist: wtfmalfoy (aka the_gubette)Prompt: #21 - "A butterbeer a day keeps the mediwizard away. "Wordcount: ~8000Rating: RWarnings: Non&ndashgraphic sex, angst, character death (not Draco or Harry)Summary: Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end ("Closing Time" by Semisonic).Author's/Artist's Note: I shouldn't be surprised that I ended up loving my pinch hit fic more than my original submission.
Such is life. I would still be a slobbering mess crying in frustration on the floor if it weren't for my ljbff lotus_lizzy, my rlbff, mrdavismd, who encouraged me every step of the way, and my co&ndashcaptain, joanwilder, who has been a total rock star through this whole fest process.Disclaimer: This story/artwork is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros. "How long? " "Maybe? "Up to a year. "Mr. Oh. Wheels of Fire (The Official Autobiography of Harry Potter) by captain_tulip (R) - Epic Recs. It's Humor Theme Week here at ER! Title: Wheels Of Fire (The Official Autobiography of Harry Potter) Fandom: Harry PotterPairing: Harry/Draco Categories: EWE, Post-war, bad writer Harry, good writer Draco, humor Length: Medium (9,468)Warnings: Brief mention of past character deaths Author on LJ: captain_tulip Author's summary: Harry's been wanting to publish an autobiography for years; only problem is, he can't write for peanuts.
Enter Draco Malfoy: broke, surly and the best ghost writer in the business. Review: There's more to this snappy story than just humor; Draco is alone and seriously poor at the start. But the tone isn't about angst or Harry saving Draco... Okay, starting over... It's such a lively read that the more serious aspects just lend it a bit of weight without ever slowing it down.
Wheels Of Fire (The Official Autobiography of Harry Potter) Seekers in the Rye. Author: crimson_stained Rating: PG Summary: In the aftermath of Lucius' imprisonment, Draco finds himself with the predicament of restoring his family name. While alienating himself from his peers, he begins corresponding with a mysterious student who seems to understand exactly how he feels. Author's Notes: So, so much love, thanks, and appreciation to taradiane for her friendship, encouragement, time, dedication, thoughts, insight, and knowledge. June 20, 1996 – Malfoy ManorHis mother is crying again. Draco Malfoy walks past the study, covering his ears. She doesn't stop. Instead, he sprints up the spiral staircase, taking the stairs three at a time. Except, Father wouldn't be there, because Father has been gone since Draco returned home. Empty. He knows she misses Father. Enough ifs. The gloominess settles into the Manor like a heavy dust. Today, he stumbles across an old journal and flips through it.
In less than two months I will be going to Hogwarts, just like Father did. "Fine. " We Are Young (I'll Carry You Home Tonight) Warnings for emotional roller coasters, intense friendships, UST and sex and UST and sex, voyeurism, desperate kisses, Wizengamot elections, ongoing wagers, policy wonks behaving badly, mention of war crimes and police brutality, kittens, Blaise-as-Malcolm-Tucker, some bisexuality, lots of profanity (see Blaise-as-Malcolm-Tucker), the odd West Side Story reference. Huge thanks to the mods for their patience and understanding (and to the delivery people from the Thai restaurant around the corner whose pan-fried basil beef and rice noodles fueled the great majority of this story).
My betas absynthdrinker, sassy_cissa, wemyss, and supergrover24 deserve a huge shout-out for all they did to make this fic hang together, and I need to give enormous hugs and great love to the amazing noeon, who was alpha, beta and omega, cheerleader, Muse and taskmaster, and without whom this fic would not exist--in this form or any. Underwater Light. Second Place- Alternate Universe Third Place - Romance Underwater Light Author:Maya Chapter One I Want My Life To Make More Sense This road is crooked, cracked and wrong They've got the odds stacked nice and high I don't know how they get along Me, I just internalise. Harry thought about himself as he entered the water. He thought about the person he saw reflected in the eyes of others. Harry Potter. The Boy Who Lived. The boy whose miraculous defeat of Voldemort had become so absolutely futile because he had been unable to stop his resurrection.
The boy who had been all but worshipped, yet could not even save his schoolmate. Just another helpless child, but one who was more trouble because Voldemort wanted him dead, and because he had nobody to care for him. Harry Potter, the boy who failed. The one they were all so nice to. It was like... being the hero of a story, for four years, and then suddenly being a bit player again. As if he was still the child. Pity is such a remorseless, wrenching thing. Underwater Light.docx. Per Solum Lacuna: By Words Alone. Lettered | porn: Sex, Lies, and Veritaserum. Title: Sex, Lies, and VeritaserumRating: NC-17Pairing: Harry/DracoWarnings: dirty talk, fingering, anal sex, with mention/discussion of dominance, submission, felching, object insertion, food porn, exhibitionism, spanking, cross-dressing, and, I don’t know, throw in like a consensual orgySummary: This entire fic is one long conversation about sex.A/N: -Thanks ever so to hereticalvision for the Brit pick and SPAG; all mistakes are mine -There is potential gross-out; heed the warnings -For me, this is a little like showing some sex toys I like.
If you're here for the Schopenhauer come back next week. Sex, Lies, and Veritaserum Harry and Draco had been married almost a year when Draco said, “I’ve put Veritaserum in the wine.” They’d had a nice meal. Now that Harry thought about it, Draco had seemed distracted for more than just tonight. Harry put down his glass. “So we can talk.” “We can always talk.” “Because I didn’t want to dose you. Harry felt like rubbing both temples now. “Sex.” “No.