Harry Potter needs a hug. And he gets it. He gets all the hugs. And kisses. And then it gets complicated.
Hogwarts era Harry-is-a-Slytherin friends-to-lovers teeth-rotting Drarry sweetness with a possibility of hurt/comfort in future chapters. It’s a WIP, but with standalone chapters, like oneshots in a series, so enter with no fear of cliffhangers! It begins at the end of 3rd year.
But Draco cherished the obsession, even when it hurt. It had grown up with him, from childhood stories and toys to starstruck infatuation as he’d awaited meeting his hero at Hogwarts. It had been cut at the root by Potter’s rejection, but it hadn’t died; though twisted beyond recognition, it lived, and thrived, and at last it bloomed, together with Draco, into something sexual, dark and ravenous.
A darkish 4th year Harry Potter story where Draco obsesses over Harry and eventually gets a bit more friction than he bargained for.
Tracking the movement of Potter’s eyes, Draco runs a greasy finger over the thickest of his scars. “You like them, don’t you? Pervert.”
Potter tosses his head back, jostling the mass of his curly fringe from his forehead. “I bet you were into scars long before you had any of your own, Malfoy.”
Yes, Draco wants to say. I want to lick yours. What he says instead is, “Fuck you.”
“Fuck you,” Potter echoes, putting the same pregnant emphasis on the F.
Draco bites his lower lip, wrestling down the rise of euphoria. “Your turn,” he says. “Take that off.”
My entry for H/D Erised 2024 and a gift for one of my favorite authors, shiftylinguini!
It’s a Tumblr event where every day throughout December, people make Harry Potter fanwork recommendations in response to a set of prompts. And I took part! I didn’t have a rec for every day, but I did for more than half, and the exercise helped clear some of my rec backlog. It was also an opportunity for me to use some of my artwork! In what follows, the background of each banner is my very own scanned watercolor or acrylic painting. 
My first post ever to receive over 500 notes.
