IT'S UP IT'S UP IT'S UP!

IT'S UP IT'S UP IT'S UP!

💝 Contentment Crowns a Home 💝

Author: HoneydeWinter | @honeydewinter Prompt: #117 Pairing: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Rating: General Wordcount: 8037 Warnings: None Summary: 

Harry is a magical theorist studying ancient wizarding houses. Draco has a house for him to study. The house is a die-hard romantic and doesn’t plan on letting its playthings go any time soon.

Read on AO3

So happy to have been part of this fest! Can't wait to participate again next year ☺️

💝 HP Fluff Fest 2021 Masterlist 💝

We would like to thank everyone who has made this year’s fest such a brilliant success, whether as a prompter, creator, or reader! We’ve followed all of the kudos, comments, reblogs, and recs, and loved seeing all of the support this fandom has to offer! Hopefully the featured fics, podfics, and art have brought you happiness and warm fuzzy feelings. Now, without further ado, may we proudly present the HP Fluff Fest 2021 Masterlist 💝

Keep reading

I'm very much here for sexy bones, thanks ever so

A Bouquet of Bones

“I think they’re dead.”

“You think? Potter, it’s a pile of bones, a veritable skeleton, and you only think they’re dead.” Draco scoffs, and runs his hands through his hair, tousling it exactly how Harry likes. “Thank goodness the ‘Chosen One’ is on the case. I, for one, feel much safer—”

Harry sighs, deciding how far to push his luck. “Well, first I need to confirm that they’re actually human bones.”

“Oh, I—“

Harry advances on Draco, a flush rising up his pale neck as he takes several steps back. “You see, the last four times you’ve called…they’ve actually been flowers transfigured to look like bones.”

“Th-the thing is—“ Draco stammers, back hitting the door.

Harry presses his body flush against Draco’s and brackets Draco trembling shoulders with his forearms. “The thing is you’re a shit flirt.”

“How dare—” Draco murmurs, “I’ve never…”

“I’ll pick you up at seven tomorrow,” Harry whispers against the shell of Draco’s ear, smiling when Draco gasps softly.

“That’s not…I mean to say—“

“See you tomorrow.” Harry presses a chaste kiss against Draco’s pink lips. “Bring real flowers this time.”

For the @drarrymicrofic prompt: skeletons. Thank you to @written-in-ash for the lovely beta work. My best guess is ‘bones but make it sexy?’ I’m slowly losing it, friends.

Previous microfics. 

Hot take: postwar (and post Seamus Finnegan), Hogwarts no longer trusts first- or second-year students with open flame. No more cauldrons in Potions; instead, they use modified slow cookers.

Burn accidents decrease. Snape fumes silently from his portrait in the corner of the Potions classroom. All is well.

PEAK winter coziness

huddle for warmth (december 3)

(see all works for my 25 Days of Harry and Draco on tumblr here and Ao3 here! ❤️)

muggle style date 💛