Harry doesn’t call Draco “baby” or “love.” He calls him “spoiled brat,” “mouthy snob,” “bad boy,” “pretty bitch,” filthy aristocrat.”
Draco gets off on Harry’s contempt. He arches into it, and begs for more (not politely though.)
Pansy listens as Draco vehemently declares that nobody is good enough for him, especially not Harry. Especially not.
She’s not shocked to find them kissing later that very day, with Draco pliant, trembling, and breathless, looking completely ruined.
She just laughs.
Okay yall @Sxpaiscia_69 got ME GOING #hpdm#drarry
Draco as a sugar baby, he’s so spoiled and he knows it, Harry’s pretty little thing. Lounging in their home in little cute outfits, flowy silky fabrics & sheer nightdresses & the finest blankets in his little “nest” on the couch
Any time someone so much as says Draco looks nice, Harry jumps in to one-up them.
Theo: “You look good today, Draco.”
Harry: “He always looks good. Have you seen his face? It’s gorgeous.”
It’s obvious that, yes, Draco is pretty, but no one is more obsessed with him than Harry.
#hpdm#drarry
Draco's friends are worried.
He has another bruise around his wrists today. He acts like normal, but their eyes keep tracking them, poking out of his suit sleeves.
Is that harry again?.
They are married, Draco complains about him a lot but it's always for -
Down and out, broke stripper Draco. He is a seductress. When he steps on stage, the room goes feral, everyone making it rain like they’ve been personally hexed.
What Draco doesn’t know is that 1 particular Auror watches hidden under glamours, and is absolutely his biggest fan.
In the middle of a night out with friends, Harry slips and admits he’d rather be alone with Draco than here with other people.
The table goes quiet.
Draco blinks at him, surprise melting into a pleased smirk. He gives Harry the tiniest wink and a the look that says, yeah, same.
Eighth-year roommates where Draco keeps stealing Harry’s oversized shirts. He wears them to bed every night like it’s nothing. With a pair of panties.
Harry has no idea Draco’s doing it, but it makes his dreams filthy.
Eventually, he claims Draco in the middle of the night.
Harry calls Draco his girlfriend.
“Girlfriend? “Harry, he’s a man,” Hermione says in disbelief.
Harry looks at Draco: perfect hair, pouty lips, arms crossed like an annoyed trophy wife, and just shrugs. “And? He looks like my pretty girlfriend.”
Draco does not correct him.
Draco is 100% a former pageant kid. Lucius and Narcissa threw him into wizarding beauty competitions when he was tiny, and of course he wiped the floor with everyone
His parents were his loudest fans… up until Harry showed up and dethroned them as Draco’s number 1 supporter.
so I sneak out to the garden to see you
we keep quiet cause we're dead if they knew
so close your eyes
escape this town for a little while
#DracoMalfoy#hpdm#drarry
Harry’s interrogation of Lucius is meant to be strictly death eater business.
Except every question is about Draco: Where’s Draco now? Is he dating? What flowers does he like? What’s his favorite color?
It stops being an interrogation and turns into a check-in on Lucius’s son.
Draco calls Harry “daddy” in public.
The room goes feral, erupting into chaos. Harry’s left standing there pretending he’s fine while every instinct in his body is screaming to pounce on Draco.
Draco, ofc, plays innocent. Wide-eyed. Like he didn’t just wreck Harry on purpose.
Keep seeing people mention Omega Draco 😔 now I want to write Mating Run for #Hpdm. Harry joining the festival not knowing his enemy is an Omega & also a participant. He joined bc everyone around him already settled down-
Whenever Draco buys clothes, he puts on a fashion show, modeling them for Harry. Luxurious robes, lingerie, sheer tights, short skirts, dresses, corsets.
He puts on a show, twirling and bending over.
Harry watches in awe, applauding for each outfit.
“You are so pretty, baby.”