Harry Being Completely Oblivious To The Fact That His Gay Dogfathers Are Gay

Harry being completely oblivious to the fact that his gay dogfathers are gay

takes after his dad, doesn’t he?

A couple of days ago I was rereading The Curse of the Sea by @samyistrying 👀💕✨ I already lost count of how many times I’ve read it now lmao but I love it so much ahhhhh! ;-;💗

Scratchy.

(Truth be told this is just a WIP of a bigger piece, but after staring at it for days I’ve decided on not finishing it after all, so here!)

Today’s headcanon: Draco is a seer and has to keep being a twat for the good of the universe

- 11yo Draco has a series of visions showing an alternate timeline in which Harry Potter accepts his handshake in first year

- if that happens, then he and Harry will become best friends and possibly lovers, but Harry will end up joining Voldemort instead of stopping him and then Voldemort will kill Harry and Draco will be Horribly Sad (tm) and also the world will end or whatever, so that’s no good

- Draco tries to prevent the end of the world by being a total dick to Harry and Co, even though it means losing the best friend he would have had in the alternate timeline

- that’s why Draco’s always so mean to him in that weird “desperate for your attention” sort of way

- cut to after the war, Harry and Draco run into each other at a bar and for some reason decide to get a drink together instead of dueling in the alley

- Harry’s on whiskey number three and feeling Sappy and he looks over at Draco and asks “why couldn’t you have just been nice to me when we were kids? This is nice”

- Draco hitches one shoulder and goes “oh, because the world would have ended, of course” and keeps slurping his cocktail from a crazy straw

- fucking pardon you, Malfoy? “If you’d like to say something that makes sense, that’d be great.”

“The end of the world? As in, boom! Bang! Kablamo! Etc. I don’t— oh, stop looking at me like that.”

“Stop being crazy then.”

“Shan’t.”

Harry waited.

“It’s quite a tragic little tale,” Draco sighed eventually, swirling his straw through his melting drink. “You became a Slytherin, we were best friends, we kissed once, I think— that one was unclear and possibly a daydream. Anyway,” he continued before Harry could comment, “then you had to go and join Voldemort instead of stopping him like you were meant to and he murdered you and it was all very doom and gloom and so on from there. I don’t know, I stopped writing down the visions after that.”

“Right...” Harry said, head swimming. “So this has been a super weird prank or whatever, Malfoy, but I should—“

“No, wait!” Draco started, grabbing Harry’s wrist. He looked so serious, then. Harry swallowed. “I could, ah, I could show you?” He loosened his hold on Harry’s wrist, rested one thin finger along Harry’s pulse point. “If you’d like.”

Hermione : Harry isn’t answering his phone

Draco : I’ll call

Hermione : Ron and I have both tried six times each, what makes you thi-

Harry: Hello?

Pansy: Harry would you slap Draco-

Harry: *slaps draco*

Draco: wow, I am very hurt right now