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Prompt - ‘Moving on from him is impossible when I still see it all in my head in burning red.’

Notes - Smut

Loving Sirius Black was intense for lack of a better word. From the get go everything seemed to move fast but you were so caught up, so intoxicated by it that you couldn’t do anything more than hold his hand as the whirlwind romance began. Loving Sirius Black was passionate, it was needy and it was over just as quickly as it had begun.

You had liked Sirius for months now, it was easy to like him. He was charming, charismatic, one flash of that smile had you weak in the knees - you and every other girl at Hogwarts. Sirius wasn’t an idiot, he knew the effect he had on the girls and nobody was surprised when he had a new girl on his arm every week.

You had never been one of those girls and even though you knew it was terrible to want to be, you couldn't deny that given the chance you would be his girl of the week. This week it was a girl in your year, you didn’t particularly like her but seeing her on Sirius’ lap made you roll your eyes as you passed them, neither of them noticing you as they made out on the bench they were on.

“Party at Gryffindor tower tonight, you in?” Your friend asked you as you rounded the corner.

The thought of saying no crossed your mind, not wanting to spend the night obsessing over Sirius but something within you was nagging you to go.

“Sure.” You agreed, watching as your friend grinned at you and began talking about outfits.

You tuned her out all the way to potions and spent the rest of the lesson trying to push Sirius out of your mind.

By the time the party rolled around you were ready to cancel but somehow your friends ended up pushing you into going. As you entered the common room you couldn’t help but relax as the music and laughter washed over you.

“Let’s get a drink.” Someone from your group said and it wasn’t long before one drink turned into four and you were feeling the full effect of the alcohol coursing through your veins.

You found yourself in the middle of the common room which was being used as a dance floor, letting the music guide your movements. You weren’t sure just how much time had passed before you felt an arm slip around your waist and a warm body pressing up against your back.

“Having fun?” You recognised Sirius’ voice straight away, his tone deep and low as he pulled you further against him, dancing rhythmically against you. You felt goosebumps rise on your skin as his lips pressed against your neck in a gentle kiss.

You couldn’t help but turn your head upwards, giving him better access. You could feel him smirk against you before he obliged and began pressing kisses into your skin, you bit your lip before gasping as you felt him suck on the delicate skin. He kept sucking and let his arms that were still wrapped around your waist explore your body, one trailed upwards, brushing over your breast and the other went downwards, resting on the top of your thigh.

The feeling of him sucking on your neck was more intense than you would have ever thought, that mixed with his hands on your body had you letting out an involuntary whimper. You were more than aware that you were still in the middle of the common room but you couldn’t bring yourself to care, not when Sirius Black was pressed up behind you, finally noticing you.

You let out another whimper as Sirius let his teeth graze against the spot he’d been sucking before pulling away, not going far, and whispered in your ear.

“How about we head upstairs?” You couldn’t have said no even if you wanted to, something about him was addicting and now that you’d had a taste you didn’t think you’d ever be able to let him go.

At your nod he pressed another kiss to your neck before pulling away and guiding you up the stairs. You had no idea how the stairs let you into the boys dorm but the thought left your mind as soon as it had entered.

Once you were in the boys dorm and the door was shut, Sirius pinned you against it, wasting no time in crashing his lips against yours, the kiss was raw, it was desperate and needy. Your hands were finally tangled in his long hair as his hands gripped your face and you couldn’t help but moan into the kiss.

Sirius pulled away from you, a trail of spit keeping the two of you attached to each other before his lips connected with your neck again. Your head hit the wooden door behind you as you threw it back, moaning in pleasure as he wasted no time sucking at different spots on your neck.

Your cheeks were flushed as Sirius finished up on your neck, trailing open mouthed kisses down your neck, along your collarbone before stopping at the top of your shirt. His fingers found the hem and he was quick to pull it over your head, leaving you standing in your bra.

You watched him lick his lips before he helped you take the bra off, his mouth going straight for your breast. He took one in his mouth, as his hand came up to knead the other. You moaned at the stimulation, your hands coming up to grip his hair as he showed no signs of slowing down, though you did feel him smirk against you.

When Sirius pulled away you had no time to recover as his lips found yours again. As he kissed you hard, hard enough to bruise, he pulled you away from the door and, without pulling away, blindly led you over to his bed.

It wasn’t long before you were underneath him, Sirius in between your legs as he continued to kiss you. It was rushed and animalistic and you couldn’t get enough. You pushed your hips up, letting yourself brush against his dick causing you both to moan into the kiss.

Sirius took the hint and pulled away, his hands trailing down your stomach and stopping at the top of your jeans. He made quick work of unbuttoning them and helped pull them down before throwing them off to the side of the room.

With the adrenaline and alcohol pumping through your system you had no time to feel self conscious, though you did pull his shirt off of him as you saw he was still fully clothed and you were laying there in your panties that were already beginning to get wet.

Sirius was quick to strip out of his own clothes before turning his attention back to you, pressing his lips against yours again. He let his hands trail down, brushing against your panties and smirking as he felt the wetness through them.

“Feel good, baby?” He asked, nipping at your jawline. You couldn’t reply, just let out a loud, needy moan as his fingers gently stroked you through your underwear.

Sirius wasted no time in lowering himself so his face was between your legs. He pressed a kiss against your thigh before hooking his fingers around your panties, pulling them off and tossing them out into the room.

You were a moaning mess as Sirius attached his lips to your clit, his fingers still brushing against you as he sucked and licked you. His fingers kept teasing your entrance, pushing in gently before he withdrew them causing you to let out loud groans of both pleasure and annoyance.

Without warning two fingers pushed into you causing you to arch against the bed, you felt Sirius chuckle around you causing you to moan louder as the chuckle vibrated against your clit. You were panting as he pumped his fingers inside you, his pace quickening each time. One of your hands was in his hair, fingers clutching the dark curls, holding him in place whilst the other gripped the bedsheet tightly.

“Sirius, Sirius please,” You cried out, the feeling of both his fingers and his mouth becoming too much.

Sirius pulled away and leaned up to connect his lips to yours, both of you moaning into it. The kiss was filthy, you could taste yourself on his tongue as you both messily kissed each other.

Before you could even register it Sirius was lining himself up against you and sliding in causing you to whimper in pleasure, your eyes screwing shut as Sirius sucked on your neck. Your arms were wrapped around his shoulders, fingernails digging into his back.

Once he was in and made sure you were ok, Sirius wasted no time. His rhythm was unrelentingly hard and fast, a fine line between pain and pleasure had you a moaning mess, Sirius’ name falling out of your mouth like a prayer as you pleaded for more.

Sirius was moaning against your neck, face buried against it as he thrusted into you. You were incoherent at this point, the only name on your lips was Sirius’ and it wasn’t long before you were pleading with him, begging him to let you come.

“That’s it baby,” He murmured against your neck, letting his teeth graze across the sensitive skin, “you feel so good, come for me, baby.” He continued, praising you as he fucked you fast and hard.

It wasn’t long before you were clenching around Sirius causing him to let out a low moan. You cried out as you orgasmed and Sirius wasn’t found behind as he came inside you with a moan of his own.

The two of you lay there for a moment, the air hot and heavy as the two of you panted for breath. Sirius was the first to move, pulling out of you carefully and picking his wand up from the nightstand. He made quick work of cleaning the two of you up and then collapsed down beside you in the bed, pulling you into his arms so your head lay on his chest.

“You okay baby?” He whispered as he pressed a kiss to your hair.

You were still slightly out of it, everything about tonight felt wild and passionate and overwhelming so you just nodded against him and let your arm rest against his stomach.

Sirius smiled down at you, letting his fingers trace your skin.

“Go to sleep, Y/N.” He murmured, smile growing as you nodded sleepily against his chest.

It wasn’t long before you fell asleep in Sirius’ arms.

You were the first to wake, the curtains around the bed had been drawn and you assumed the other boys were back in the room. You didn’t want to get up yet, didn’t want to leave Sirius’ embrace, the feeling of his arms around your waist, holding you close…it was easy to pretend this was real.

You let your fingers gently trace his chest, touching him like this made you realise that this was what you wanted. You wanted Sirius Black and you didn’t know how you were going to give him up after one night with him. This one night with him was perfect, it felt like the colours in autumn, so bright, so beautiful, but you could see the end too, when the autumn leaves died and fell, that was what was destined to happen here - one incredibly great night and then whatever was between you and Sirius was supposed to shrivel up and die.

Except that’s not what happened…

That morning Sirius woke up, his arms still holding you close. He brought you in for a soft kiss and the two of you spent the morning in his bed, lazily kissing and giggling as he told you stories of pranks and mischief and you told him stories about yourself.

From there the two of you headed down to the Great Hall, Sirius’ arm thrown around your shoulders and holding you close. During the meal he kept up the conversation, not bothering with anyone else around you.

You figured that it was finally your chance to be the girl of the week, not just a one night stand but someone for Sirius to keep around before he got bored. And you shouldn’t have been ok with that, you knew you deserved more than that, but spending time with Sirius was worth it.

So when week two came and Sirius slid into the seat next to you for breakfast, wrapping his arm around you and kissing your lips, you could only look at him in confusion.

“What?” He grinned as he plucked a piece of fruit from your plate.

“What’re you doing here?” You asked him, eyebrows knitting together in your confusion.

“Ouch and here I was thinking you liked me.” He said, dramatically holding a hand to his chest causing your friends to laugh.

You didn’t respond, you didn’t know how to respond. Sirius Black had never been with the same girl for longer than a week, it was common knowledge.

So why was he back?

“What’re you doing this weekend?” He asked you as you packed up your things to head to class. His hand slipped into yours as you both headed towards the stairs.

“Nothing?” You told him, though it sounded more like a question.

“Let me take you out, we can go to Hogsmeade.” He said, smiling over at you with that charming Sirius Black smile.

How could you say no to that?

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At the four month mark you were still confused about why Sirius was with you, down right nearly died of shock when he asked to make things official one night as he snuck the two of you to the astronomy tower, talking about the different stars and constellations.

Four months in and you had fallen hard. It wasn’t difficult considering how much you had liked him before getting together but being around him everyday, getting to kiss him whenever you wanted, knowing that he was yours…it wasn’t hard to fall in love.

You had him memorized, you knew him as well as you knew the words to your old favourite song. When you touched him, you knew he was what you wanted and somehow he wanted you too.

You hadn’t realised just how hard you had fallen for him until your first fight. It was about something ridiculous and ended with the two of you storming away from each other. It was after hours and Sirius had headed up to the dorm whereas you had snuck out and found yourself sitting at the edge of the astronomy tower, legs dangling over as you looked up at the starry night.

Sirius came to find you that night, apologising. You had brushed it off, made it seem like it was no big deal just so things could be ok again between you but deep down you knew that that wasn’t right. The fight was intense but everything about your relationship with Sirius was intense so why shouldn’t that be too.

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You shouldn’t have been surprised.

You knew he had a reputation, knew what he was like before you had gotten together. You knew he had a different girl every week. How could you think you could change that about him?

Watching him as he pressed some Ravenclaw against the wall, kissing her like he needed it to survive…

You hated the scene in front of you but you couldn’t look away. It was only when the Ravenclaw opened her eyes, seeing you stood there, that Sirius acknowledged you. The Ravenclaw pushed him off her, a look of embarrassment taking over her face as she quickly readjusted herself and picked her bag up before hurrying past you with an apology.

You didn’t hang around to hear what Sirius had to say. You turned on your heel and followed the other girl out, ignoring the pleas from Sirius as he begged you to hear him out.

You ended up in a dusty, old classroom. It looked like it hadn’t been used in a good few years…or decades. You didn’t care though, the state of the room was the last thing on your mind as you let the door fall shut and your back slid down it until you were sat on the floor with tears falling down your face.

You knew, deep down you knew that it was for the best, knew that you and Sirius could never have worked out but that didn’t make it hurt any less. The relationship was too much, loving him was too much. It was all too much, too fast. Every moment spent together was too intense.

You didn’t know how you were supposed to move on from him though because despite how intense things were between you, you really did love him and moving on from him seemed impossible when all you could see in your head was him.

As you sat on the dusty floor with tears falling down your face, flashbacks and echoes of him invading your mind, you couldn’t help but feel all alone. You knew you’d be ok eventually but right now everything felt blue, it felt lonely and sad and you felt like a complete idiot for thinking that he could change, for thinking that you were worth enough to him to change when really all you were to him was some pretty little plaything and he had finally gotten bored of you.

You had been so focused on the good moments between you this entire relationship, the affection, the infatuation, the warmth, that you ignored the other side of the relationship - the anger, the jealousy, the miscommunication, those horrible aspects you’d blocked out hit you full force.

Merlin, you were such an idiot.

Loving Sirius Black was intense for lack of a better word. From the get go everything seemed to move fast but you were so caught up, so intoxicated by it that you couldn’t do anything more than hold his hand as the whirlwind romance began. Loving Sirius Black was passionate, it was needy and it was over just as quickly as it had begun but in time you knew you’d be ok.

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Any 8 th year drarry!?

@miimiiqueen This ask got me a little in puzzle.. Are you asking, have I written 8th year Drarry or do I have any 8th year Drarry recs- either way, I'll tell both.

8th year Drarry recs-

Scared Potter by Michespade on wattpad

Azoth by zeitgeistic on AO3- LINK

Skating at Midnight by orphan_account- LINK

Simulacrum by slashpervert- LINK ( SMUT ONE SHOT )

It was all just a game by Write_me227- LINK (follows 4th year to even after 8th year )

Hold my hand by _the_drarry_life_ on wattpad

Until the very end by SlyT05 on wattpad

Mistakes by @badwriterrr on AO3

I haven't read much as you can you see, I'm still always looking for time to read things lately and this is so far what i can suggest in 8th year Drarry, I'm sure a lot of people can you help you out with it though

Here's a couple of what I've written in 8th year Drarry

concealment charms

Reasons not to be in love with Draco malfoy by Harry

Quidditch field victories

In the end

It all started at the astronomy tower

You're beautiful

Liars and lovers Part 1 & 2

That's all I have, sorry..

Lovers be damned

Day 11- Fairy lights @hpdestress

Ron huffed as he picked up the last of the grocery bag while Harry took one from his hand to make it more convenient for him. 

“ So how’d your online hot date go last night ?” Ron asked walking out of the store. 

“ Rancid” Harry complained, rolling his eyes “ He went too far with everything. And more so he lied about his age and occupation which really didn’t work well for me but even then I tried to make it work and I was working on it until the end of the night when he suddenly saw his girlfriend and I got pissed, threw glass of champagne at him, who threw the plate of ravioli on me- so i’d say a 10 on 10″ 

Ron started to laugh juggling his bag of grocery into another hand “ Told you “ 

“ What ? You didn’t tell me anything- You actually did the opposite of telling me- you didn’t even listen properly “ Harry shrilled 

“ Well- that’s because I know the whole online dating thing is shit- it never works- “ 

“ Exactly why. I don’t want a serious type of relationship, I’m not a man of commitment “ Harry  retorted 

“ For how long are you going to run away from commitment Harry? If you never try, you’ll never know “ Ron bitterly said, shaking his head. 

“ But I know myself- I cannot do serious relationships-” 

“ Think all you want. I know one day you’ll meet a banger guy and he’s going to break every standards of yours, every misconception that you have of yourself and make you believe in love once again” Ron interjected and wisely professed, which frankly Harry only took seriously for a second then ended up laughing all the way back home. 

“ You’re watching too many romance shows with Hermione” 

Ron rolled his eyes, imitating Harry in a terrible voice. 

He knew that Ron was right no matter how funny it may have sounded. Harry had been afraid of commitment for so long, tying to run away from everything that may bind him that he had stopped thinking that he might actually be capable of maintaining a relationship with someone. Its not like Harry had never been in love, he had been, ages ago and that was the reason why he doesn’t believe in love anymore. Back in those days he would have risked it all for him but he didn’t, nor did the man he loved did and that was what it took for Harry to entirely give up on the idea of love. He didn’t hate the idea of love but just thought he wasn’t the one who’d have his own lovestory and that saddened him many nights more than often. Maybe Ron was right, maybe he’d meet someone again who would make him fall in love once again but who would it be ? 

Harry shook his hand so his hand jingled the bell in order to attract people for the Christmas carolers but apparently it wasn’t working as well as he thought it would. It was more funny for people to see someone wrapped up in fairy lights than listening to someone singing silent night, yet Harry kept going, jingling his bell in his hand. It was all boring and rather unpleasant just standing there while the carolers gossiped away. To heck with good deeds. He wanted to unpack himself and go away until he turned to his side in hopes to scowl and imitate people when his eyes fell upon the man in the black trench coat, not just any man in a black trench coat, a very familiar man in a very familiar trench coat. Harry immediately turned around for his back to face the man but this wasn’t his lucky day because even though he tried to avoid him, the Gods/makers above were sitting with popcorn in hands enjoying the misery Harry was about to face. 

“ Really- I’m not going to eat you alive “ the man chuckled. 

Harry huffed and finally turned to a tall and slender Draco Malfoy he hadn’t seen in a very long time “ Hi “ 

“ Something tells me you’re not so happy to see me” Draco smiled, not just any smile but his famous sly, mischievous smile Harry threw his hearts at ages ago. 

“ Why ? I’m so glad to see you- happier than ever” Harry monotonously replied. 

Draco chuckled shaking his head “ You walked by yesterday night ignoring me after your much failed date” 

“ Well clearly that didn’t keep you away from contacting the man covered in ravioli” Harry mumbled. 

Draco let out a soft laugh “ You’re still the same” 

And for the first time Harry allowed himself to look at Draco more than just cunning looks, he was still the same too. 

“ You look cute wrapped up in fairy lights” 

“ Oh yeah- tease me all about it. Make fun of me if you would do so” Harry rolled his eyes. 

Draco looked at him as if he couldn’t believe the absurdity “ Since when is complimenting someone an insult or teasing if you must say so ”

“ Since it came out of your mouth” Harry replied raising an eyebrow at him. 

Draco slumped down his shoulder, sighing “ You really haven’t changed” 

“ Like you have” Harry dared. 

Draco shook his head “ I have- I really have” 

He really had, Harry thought. 

Draco huffed out a breath then looked at Harry with the same eyes he once used to “ My offer still stands still”

And it seemed as if the hands of the clock tower stopped right there. The offer still stood? 

“ What offer?” Harry lied. 

“ You know what offer “ Draco countered. 

Harry closed his eyes for a moment then finally allowed himself to talk without throwing a quip “ It’ll never work.You and I are very different, we used to be best friends and it’d be very weird, besides you and I belong to very different sides of the society now” 

“ If you know anything about me, You’d know I stopped caring about the society long time ago and you know you’re just trying to make an excuse, again but I didn’t force you then, I won’t force you now- For all I know we could’ve been great together “ Draco smiled lightly “ See you around, Harry” 

And he let him go, again. For the second time in his life he was making the same mistake again, letting him walk away again after making up an excuse that they probably didn’t belong together because that’s the best he could come up with but the truth was Draco was and is the only man he had ever loved, ever learnt to love and there could exist no other no matter what because maybe his life stopped there in the time when he held his hand before departing away, his hand still lingers with his touch like he left a magic right in his hands, It still existed and that magic was perhaps love, not just any love but His love. It still ran in his veins, it still ran to his heart and it still made him insane. If Love was insanity then Harry was happy to be insane but he had always been afraid of loving Draco more than he did because he was always afraid of the possibility of an end. He knew Draco was someone to him that nobody else could ever be, he knew if he let himself love Draco more than he already did then that would be the best thing in his life but he didn’t want to even imagine the end of it. He can’t see a life of loving Draco one day and losing him the next. The probability ran mile high and yet right now for once he wanted to something he might regret. He turned around and shout for Draco. He knew he might regret it one day but if he never tries, he’ll never know and maybe being with Draco even for numbered days wouldn’t be the worst idea in the world. 

“ yeah?” Draco asked back. 

“ Does your offer still stands?” Harry asked. 

Draco smiled and walked back towards Harry “ why ? You want to give it a shot?” 

Harry shook his head smiling “ I’d be damned if I lied. Yeah, I want to give us a shot” 

“ I’m glad you want to, I’ll pick you up tonight” Draco smiled.

Harry nodded and was about to turn back to bell jingling when Draco called him. 

“ Yeah ?” 

“You look cute in fairy lights, like an angel” Draco winked. 

Yeah, he was damned. 

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Dialogue prompt 23 "If you go now, I'll know that you never loved me." || Hurt/confort||

Someone in literature once said that we talk the least about the things that actually matter and in all actuality it might be the most true form of words. We talk about who brewed a cup of cup of coffee or what's in the daily or we talk about the long monologues of the ongoing show we're watching but we talk so little about the things that matter. I talk a little too less of the things that matter, and that's you.

It's not that I don't talk about you, oh, I do all day but I don't talk to you about you and I wish I'd had done it so I wasn't watching you leave through the door right now with the luggages in your hand. I wish I could say you were being dramatic but there's some solidness in your words that you wouldn't budge from your decision. When you said you needed a little space from me, I should've cupped your face in my hands and asked you to say or maybe I should've said something but even now I'm not stopping you from going away, I'm watching you leave.

I want to say something, anything to make you stay but my words fog in my lips and dissolve in a mist because I don't want to fuck up what we have. I don't want to lose the one real thing I've known and I've been known my whole life to fuck up but I don't want to fuck up, not right now but I don't know how to stop you from going away from me. I think a part of me wants to accept you leaving because perhaps I don't deserve the love you bored for me but I don't want it to be about whether I deserve it or not, I just know, I understand my need for you, my need to hold your hand, my need to kiss your forehead, my need to place a pin on the refrigerator for the grocery list. I know and I understand why I want you and how much I want you but how do I explain this without fearing, without saying the wrong thing.

Maybe you should leave, maybe you should just go away, perhaps forever but take me with you. Don't love me, don't do any business with me, nothing at all but just stay with me, be with me, keep me in your life but how do I say this without saying something wrong.

But I try and I say, "If you leave now, I'll know you never loved me."

But then I see your face and I realise that I had managed to only stop you for a moment and not for a forever we define. It's not that you're amused by what I said but you're rather confused, maybe a sense of furiousness in your features and I realise, I've spoken wrong again.

"What?"

I shook my head and continued, "If you go now, I'll know that you never loved me and my love was never capable enough to make you stay."

You raised an expected eyebrow at me and allowed me to continue, so I do.

"Harry, I have amongst the zero idea over how relationships work, you know that I don't know it but I know you know that I like you and I don't know if it's enough to make you stay but there are things in my head, thing's on my mind, over my lips that never leave. I need you to understand that I love you and that we may have a couple 100 more fights like these but I want you to know, not once do I want you to leave me. Ever. I hardly think I make sense but you do to me what I can't even describe because it's how I feel but this is the thing, I have never felt this way. I've never known love and I want you to give me a chance, not a second chance or a third chance but just one chance this time to tell you that I'm not the best boyfriend you may ever have, but I want to be. I want you- and that's the only way I can say what I think i want to say but there are so many things in me that I can't say because I'm either afraid that I'll suffocate you or those are the wrong things to say,"

"But, don't go Harry. That's one thing I can say for sure. Stay. I can't promise to fix this but I can promise that I will try my absolute best. Stay. Just once."

Harry closed his eyes, his hand unclasped the luggage he was holding and walked ahead towards me.

"I never expect the best from you, Draco. I just want you. I want you with whatever you are, alright, with whatever you think, be it if it's wrong or right. We'll make it right together. But just be with me, stay with me while we're in this relationship. I want you to not be lost In your overthinking and I know it'll be hard to overcome but you have to let us try. Can we?"

I smiled softly and nodded.

"But I do need sometime. I want to go for a walk, sort my head out."

I nodded again.

"I love you, Harry, i really do, more than I'm able to express."

Harry smiled and lightly caressed my face, pressing our foreheads together, "Your love is all I need. I love you too, Draco. More than I say I do."

And despite that Harry left, I knew he was coming back and I made peace with it because even the strongest one's fall to pick themself up, or as the saying goes. I understood Harry needed time and I would give him all of that exists in the world as long as I knew that Harry would come back to me,out of love. Because even if we talk the least about love, we can still dwell in love.

It had been awhile since I did a dialogue promot so here goes.

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ALL TOO WELL- fanfic in collaboration with @drarrywords

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DECEMBER MICROFICS ____________________

Angst prompts

2. You loved me first but I loved you last

3. Home with 2 frames

4. Phantom of the future

5. Love me again in Paris

6. Not mine

8. Song of my heart

9. Freely, unconditionally, irresistibly

12. Reality 304

Other prompts

On the sand

You bring me spring

Always my home

You loved me first but I loved you last- Draco's version

If, again, in future

Hearts don't break around here- microfic

I hope you think of me

His lucky charm (fluff)

Hiraeth

In the heart of Rome (fluff)

Not a temporary fix

Risks involved

Dedications and annotations

Mid summer in moonlit hours

No tears to make it happen

Come back home

Blankets in living room

In the whole wide world, only you

Devil wears Prada and wine?

Promises on Oak tree

Till the sun burns and moon shines

MICROFICS

→ Lily

→ Till we crash and burn

→ Where you are, I am

→ Nuclear Reaction

→ Place where everything was beautiful

→ Broken hearts in common room

→ It's You

→ Fix it Cake

→ Next to you

→ Roads that lead back home

→ On the other side

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Always my home

Hurt/comfort.

Love is perhaps like a wave that hits the shore. It's like when you're little and you go towards the wave to catch it but as soon as it comes towards you, you run away, but when you're old and much wiser and much more heart broken you run towards the wave and you wait for it to drown you. Love is perhaps that wave that never comes back and take you to the widest of the ocean to never be reunited with the shore again. You might reach another shore one day, but it's not home. 

Because home isn't a place, it's a person.

He was my home. All my life I thought loving someone would be the hardest thing I’ll ever have to do but he made it so easy, with his wicked jokes, his beautiful smile, his love for the most ultimate romance of all time, his gorgeous eyes and the heart that only ever had so much love to give. I think every time I looked at him, I loved him more and more and even though I never thought i’d be able to love him, I did and in all the time we spent together, I didn’t regret even a single moment even when he gave made that stupid badge just to get my attention. I loved the conversations we had, the intimacy we had, the calls we had, the texts we had- every moment I spent loving him have been the best moments of my life and I’d cherish them for as long as I live, for as long as the sun loves the moon, for as long as there’s a lover sitting by the window confessing their love to the moon, I’d love him with everything in me. Maybe there is a universe where him and I fight all the battles, where maybe we stay on the same side- always, where maybe we sit under the stars every night and dance, where maybe we go to karaoke’s so we sing our hearts out, where we sit across table and discuss our grocery list, where maybe we joke about in martian language in public and freak everyone out, where we hold each other's hand without ever fearing a moment where we don't hold hands, where we say I love you without fearing the world. Maybe there is a universe where we work out and I hoped that it was this universe but I don't think it is.

This perhaps is the universe where we don't work out because we're not the same him and I. We don't belong together, not here at least. We couldn't share our love in the secrecy of forbidden rooms or in the secrecy of notes passed between hallways. We can't be together because I can't have only half of him when I want to love the whole of him. We can't be together because we're not destined to be. I've heard it often that if things are supposed to work out with someone, they will, but apparently, me and him, thing's between us were never supposed to. I see him from a distance and I know one day he'll be someone else's and as much as that pains my wretched heart, I'm glad that someone would be able to love his heart in the ways I could've done all my life but couldn't but even if one day he comes back to me with his heart in the palm of his hand, I'll open mine and make space for his.

I hoped this was our universe, I still hope that it is but even if it isn't, It'll be okay. We'll be fine, both of us, with our heart's with someone else even if I only wanted my heart to be yours and yours to be mine but it'll be okay, I know one day It will be but if I'm sure of one thing, it's that, no matter what, he will always, always be my home.

An altered draft from what was supposed to be a part of ATW.

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Dedications and annotations

Since I haven’t posted in a really long time, here’s a microfic. // Fluff //

They were bundled up in the corner of the library together, away from all those loud noises, away from all the snickering, away from all the chaos, away from all the babbling, away from all the judgemental looks, away from everyone else in the world except each other with a heap of books sprawled all across them under a warm blanket and a candle to illuminate the space. 

They didn’t say it out loud but they both knew they could spend their entire life there together. Many would say what would they know of love, they were merely 19 but what more was there to know of love rather than it being found in the arms of another. For many it was hard to think of Harry and Draco together, for many it was shocking, for many it was unbelievable and for many it was a lie but to them it was the most eventual, believable and truthful thing in the world. They could care no much of what anyone else would say about them because they both knew they would fight armies if they had to for each other but they didn't say that out loud, yet, only because of fear because we're told as we grow up to not make our love the loudest thing in the world and even though they wouldn't follow the world, their internalised self did, unfortunately.

But right now, they were there, with books around them and in arms of each other. There was nowhere else they'd rather be and then suddenly as if it was the most gradual and obvious thing, they indirectly confessed the intensity of their love.

"These book dedications can be absurd." Draco hummed as he flipped through a page of the book he had picked up to read with his head rested against Harry's chest.

"Of course they're absurd. They're always for the most special people in their lives."

Draco rolled his eyes and showed Harry the dedication of the book he was holding, "This is special? 'To my old editor for making me believe that there are better editors out there.' Does that seem special to you in any way? Its pure absurdity."

Harry sighed, "Fine, okay, maybe they're absurd, but maybe they're absurd for a reason. Think of it this way that this writer, whoever it is, dedicated it to their old editor, whether there is a limerick or not, it's still dedicated. And what do you know, maybe the old editor is their best friend and asked them to write it."

"Harry." Draco rolled his eyes fondly, "That's bullshit. If you're dedicating a book to someone, it should always be something nice. The entirety of the gesture of it is so nice, yes it's scary to have a whole ass book being dedicated to you but to think that when they were writing and thinking and thinking about who should they dedicate and then come to conclusion that out of the entire world, they want to dedicate it to you. The thought of it is so nice, it shouldn't be associated with a limerick in my belief."

"Fine, who would you dedicate your book to?"

"Easy.. either my mom or to someone I love, like you."

"You would dedicate a book to me?" Harry asked a bit surprised.

"I love you, so, yes if I were writing a book right now, I'd totally dedicate it to you." Draco shrugged as it it was no big deal but it was a huge deal, it was huge.

Harry smiled and kissed the top of his head, " I'd annotate lines from that book for you then."

"You don't need to do that." Draco said.

"shush- I would want to. Anyways, let's think of a limerick I'd write in dedication for my book." Harry said as he changed the topic.

Even though Draco smiled, he went along with the change, "Maybe you can say, To Voldemort, for giving me existential crisis."

Harry immediately laughed, "that's a really good one. Maybe I can even write one to Bellatrix, To Bellatrix for making me realise to always wash my hair."

And Draco snorted out loud.

They talked of many more dedications that night, of many more funny dedications and so many more romantic ones but the whole thing settled that if Draco were to ever write a book, he'd dedicate it to Harry and Harry would annotate lines to Draco. The world may say that they didn't know much about love but maybe they knew more than what their generation knew of love because to exist and love someone enough to think about annotations and dedications, that was something entirely different.

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