Welcome to a new term at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It’s the first of September and the Hogwarts Express is once more heading towards Scotland. Are you ready to jump on board?
Harry Potter lives a simple life. He quit Auror training to become the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts and he loves it. He loves being an uncle to Rose, Hugo, Victoire, and Teddy. His only complaint—he is the eternal bachelor, unable to find anyone he wants to settle down with. To be honest, he isn’t really looking all that hard.
That is until Draco Malfoy is taken on as Madam Pomfrey’s apprentice bringing with him memories that Harry would rather not think about…like that night Draco Malfoy seduced him on the Quidditch Pitch eighth year and never called.
This autumn, we’ll post one fic per week for seven weeks, each one inspired by one of Hogwarts’ seven core subjects — Defence Against the Dark Arts,Transfiguration,Astronomy,Potions,History of Magic,Herbology, and Charms. Each story will be a stand-alone work, but together they’ll make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Magic.
For our second week, we’re treated to a new perspective of our boys’ eighth year at Hogwarts. Will their Animagus studies be able to help them change more than just their physical appearances?
Harry’s back at Hogwarts for an eighth year. N.E.W.T.-level classes, Slytherins, and Animagus studies should be enough to keep him busy, but when did Harry ever do things the easy way? It all started when Harry decided to talk to that random, stone gnome perched in the Transfiguration classroom, and it all went uphill from here.
This autumn, we’ll post one fic per week for seven weeks, each one inspired by one of Hogwarts’ seven core subjects — Defence Against the Dark Arts,Transfiguration,Astronomy,Potions,History of Magic,Herbology, and Charms. Each story will be a stand-alone work, but together they’ll make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Magic.
Welcome to a new term at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It’s the first of September and the Hogwarts Express is once more heading towards Scotland. Are you ready to jump on board?
Harry Potter lives a simple life. He quit Auror training to become the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts and he loves it. He loves being an uncle to Rose, Hugo, Victoire, and Teddy. His only complaint—he is the eternal bachelor, unable to find anyone he wants to settle down with. To be honest, he isn’t really looking all that hard.
That is until Draco Malfoy is taken on as Madam Pomfrey’s apprentice bringing with him memories that Harry would rather not think about…like that night Draco Malfoy seduced him on the Quidditch Pitch eighth year and never called.
This autumn, we’ll post one fic per week for seven weeks, each one inspired by one of Hogwarts’ seven core subjects — Defence Against the Dark Arts,Transfiguration,Astronomy,Potions,History of Magic,Herbology, and Charms. Each story will be a stand-alone work, but together they’ll make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Magic.
On Tuesday 1 September, we’ll post the first fic in our brand-new Drarry anthology: Seven Shades of Magic
For this one, we went back to school and let ourselves be inspired by Hogwarts’ seven core subjects: Defence Against the Dark Arts,Transfiguration,Astronomy,Potions,History of Magic,Herbology, and Charms.
Without limiting ourselves to the school environment, we’ve created seven new magical stories for you, each one centred around one of the fundamental pillars of wizarding education.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are seven Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
It’s Draco’s first Christmas living with Harry, and okay, maybe it’s a little bit “extra”, but he’s Draco sodding Malfoy and if he wants to give Harry the best Christmas ever, it’s his right as his boyfriend. So strap on your Santa hat and hang on tight, because this is going to be a bumpy, and slightly ridiculous, sleigh ride.
Harry Potter is the newly promoted Head Officer for the Department of Magical Creature Regulation, and he is passionate about his work protecting vulnerable animals who can’t advocate for themselves. An added benefit of the job is the close relationship that he had developed with his colleague, Wizengamot prosecution barrister Draco Malfoy. Harry’s life is happy and he feels satisfied with his place in the world. Abruptly, Harry’s happy existence is thrown into disarray when a small snowy owl starts dropping tip-offs about magical creature crimes to Grimmauld Place. Harry isn’t sure what to think. Is his benefactor a friend or foe? Why are they making such stringent efforts to conceal their identity? Draco doesn’t seem concerned, but Harry can’t help but feel intrigued by the mystery. Who is the wizard behind the owl?
Hogwarts is the very last place that Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy want to return to after the war. The Castle feels claustrophobic and stifling. Both feel trapped within its walls. Harry is traumatised by the war, by his sudden breakup from Ginny, and by the knowledge that his friends all know what they want to do with their life. Meanwhile Draco is reeling. He has narrowly escaped an Azkaban prison sentence and is struggling under the strict rules of his probation. He doesn’t know where his mother is, and finds himself a pariah among the other students. The last thing that either student wants is mandatory Mind Healing. What has happened to them feels so big and devastating, that writing to a stranger feels farcical. Even so, they are not given a choice. Harry and Draco are both given a shared magical diary, and soon they begin writing letters to an anonymous fellow student. Their letters, terse at first, grow longer as the days pass. Before long, each wizard confesses their secrets and their fantasies, their wishes and their dreams. What will happen when their true identities are exposed? Will their vulnerable new relationship be destroyed before it has even begun?
The first story, and you could barely call it that, had appeared in the communal bathroom overnight. It was stuck to the mirror, one above each sink, like it was expected people might casually read it while brushing their teeth. Except, there was nothing casual about reading explicit erotica in a communal bathroom while shoving a lubricated brush in and out of your mouth. Blaise had been the first to find it, or rather, to gleefully admit that he had. He’d burst into the common room in his pants to declare, ‘There’s fucking porn in the bathroom!’ Someone’s writing smut and signing it with Harry’s name. Hermione isn’t buying it, and she has a plan to expose the true author. She also has her hand in her pants in a wardrobe.
Draco Malfoy, the celebrated Ghost Clearance Expert, is in Germany, trying to solve the tricky little matter of a stubborn ghost called Clara von Kellern. Exasperated after trying every spell he knows, Draco sends an owl to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement in London, requesting their urgent help. Little does Draco know that the clerk who willingly grasps his letter is Harry Potter. Injured in action, Harry enjoys a quiet, deskbound existence and sees Draco’s letters as a bit of excitement to brighten up his dull days. Harry has no idea that investigating Clara’s life, and that of her beau (and potential murderer) Ernst Wernet will lead to the beginnings of a love affair all of his own.
Harry is holed up at work, avoiding the moment that he has to leave. His boyfriend, Draco Malfoy, had been argumentative and moody for weeks and now he wants to have a ‘little talk’ over dinner. Does this mean the end of their love affair or has Harry got the wrong end of the broomstick?
“Sometimes, when you smile, I swear I hear music, then I realise it’s just the beat of my heart in my ears…Come back so I can dance.” Harry finds a stack of post-its, and what starts as simply leaving Draco a reminder with a bit of romance turns into a lifetime of memories.
Harry and Draco come back for the eighth year, each with a new pet. Their pets keep scampering off to meet up, and can’t seem to get enough of each other. Will their owners take a hint and follow suit? Or 5 times Draco is furious at Harry’s pet and one time where Draco relaxes a bit and lets it go.
Life doesn’t always turn out the way we plan. That’s what Draco’s mother always used to tell him, but Merlin, who could have predicted how right she would be? A story about feisty dragons, loneliness, family, and friends — and finding love in places you least expect. A Drarry cover of the romantic comedy While You Were Sleeping. Podficced by @melcarrianna
Draco Malfoy has the world as his feet. He’s twenty-three, first pick Seeker for Puddlemere United, has brilliant friends and a life he adores. The very last thing Draco wants is an unplanned pregnancy, especially one where the other father just so happens to be Harry Potter. Life, however, has other plans for him.
When Harry and Draco meet in a club, they decide to indulge in a one night stand. However, when Draco realises he’s pregnant with Harry’s baby, he doesn’t take it very well. Narcissa takes it upon herself to contact Harry and try to save Draco from self-destruction.
Harry and Draco have moved in together, but Harry is hiding the truth of his childhood from Draco. Draco struggles to understand until a phone call from Harry’s estranged cousin changes everything.
Head Auror Potter takes every case seriously, but some cases are personal. When Scorpius Malfoy goes missing, Harry can’t help but be involved, but he’ll need to move beyond past regrets and embrace his present.
Ever since the end of the war Draco Malfoy has been scratching a living as a sex worker. He lives on the margins of society in squalid rooms and doesn’t imagine that his life will ever change. Then, after a couple of years, Draco becomes pregnant by an unknown client. Despite the Healers at St Mungo’s treating him with prejudice and contempt, Draco is determined to keep his baby. In his desperation, Draco approaches the wrong person and the result is disastrous. Draco is beaten up and left for dead in an alleyway. As Draco hovers between life and death, Harry Potter discovers his bruised and battered body. The Saviour doesn’t only save Draco’s life. He takes Draco back to Grimmauld Place and helps him to recover.
✨ There Was Only One Bed: The Fest (Hermione’s Nook)
Draco should probably be freaking out. He’s stranded in a frozen wilderness with no wand, no supplies, and no way home. But he isn’t freaking out, and it’s totally NOT because he has his Auror partner with him. Not even a little bit. Or maybe a little bit. But probably not. Now, if only that little cabin they found had more than one bed.
It’s OK. Love is only meant for some; Harry knows that. Besides, he wouldn’t want to risk this new, amazing friendship he has going on with Draco for anything in the world. Keeping his walls from falling down is the least he can do.
Into the Unknownby@drarrelie (G, 4,558) Prompt: “Into the Unknown” (from Frozen II) by Idina Menzel & AURORA.
It’s been echoing within him for months, like an annoying song that gets stuck in your head and refuses to let go. A nagging feeling in his core, telling him to say something, to do something, to go somewhere. Last night it finally happened. He did it. And it felt good; right. “I can’t be sure.” Four words, easy as that. It had been almost impossible to smother the sudden burst of joy rushing through him as that deep-seated urge rejoiced his unexpected act of rebellion. You’d think the Dark Lord’s punishment would’ve taken the exhilaration out of him, but no. Here he is, countless Crucios later, beaten and bruised, and never has the voice sounded this clear. He’s said something. He’s done something. And now he just has to go somewhere. He has no idea where, but he’s certain it will come to him. All he has to do is get out of here, then trust magic to do the rest.
Harry’s suffocating under all the expectations of the wizarding world, but he’s fascinated at Malfoy’s sudden ability to flaunt his true self to whoever cares to watch. And Harry? He might like to do something more than watch if he can ever get up the nerve.
Prologueby@aedwritesfic (T, 4,565) Prompt: “We Don’t Have to Take Our Clothes Off” by Ella Eyre.
Ten years after the war, Harry stumbles across Malfoy in a Muggle club. What could have been an awkward encounter might just be a new beginning.
Requiemby@evaeleanor (T, 1,893) Prompt: “Requiem” by Michael Patrick Kelly.
Requiem — A song of mourning composed or performed as a memorial to a dead person.
Draco Malfoy is raped and watches as his world falls apart. Harry Potter is the quiet, unassuming wizard that finally listens to him. “I’m pregnant,” Draco repeated, bitterness evident from his tone. “Five months in, so there’s not much you can do to help me, Harry. Best fuck off now. Go and help somebody else. It’s too late for me. My life is already ruined.” The last word seemed to spark something in Harry. “Your life isn’t ruined,” he answered. “I don’t believe that, Draco. I don’t believe that for a single moment.” He paused, taking a moment before he continued speaking. “I’m sorry that I didn’t reply immediately. I wasn’t judging you. Please don’t think I was. I care about you. Anything I can do to help, I will.”
After a potions accident leaves Hermione partially transformed, she and her two husbands decide to have a little fun with it. For research purposes, of course…
It’s nearly a decade after the war, plenty of time for the world to have moved on and Draco to have become friends with Harry and Hermione. But Draco wants to be more than friends, and it only takes a couple of Firewhisky-inspired dances and wine-laced kisses to find out that he’s not the only one ready to take their friendships to the next level.
We’re happy to finally be able to present the additional, previously anonymous works to this compilation of fest fics — making it complete with, in total, 36 fics, 7 works of art, and 3 podfics.
Find your happy ending. The whole idea was ludicrous. His life consisted of loneliness, poverty and Master Potioneer Phillips’s petty tyrannies. Draco was grateful he wasn’t readying himself for prison, but the next fourteen years would be a long sentence nevertheless. When Draco is sentenced to a probation term of fourteen years, his future looks grim. Not only does he have to surrender his passport, but he is forbidden from having any contact with his beloved Mum. He lives in scruffy rooms on Knockturn Alley, works long hours as an Apothecary Apprentice and doesn’t feel like he has much of a future. Everything changes on the third of December, 1999. That evening Harry Potter sits beside Draco in the Thestral Tavern, returns his wand and asks to take his photograph with a Muggle Polaroid camera.
Draco has a lot of truths in his life, but the greatest of these is that he loves Harry Potter. This is the story of how Draco learns to be loved in return.
It’s December, nearly Christmas, and Draco Malfoy is having a difficult time being back at Hogwarts for his eighth year. Even though he is working hard to show he is a changed person, others still bully him. Plus, he also has to contend with his strong new feelings of love for Harry Potter. This fic takes place over the course of one snowy Hogsmeade afternoon, when a strong gust of wind steals Draco’s scarf. Will Draco be reunited with his beloved object and find the Christmas happy ending he deserves?
It is New Year’s Eve night and Harry and Draco are both in attendance at the annual Weasley party. Flirtatious conversations happen between the two and they end up sharing a bed. When Harry hears Draco mutter his name whilst he is sleeping, Harry slips into the other wizard’s dream. What he witnesses there is both a revelation and the sexiest thing he has ever seen. Perhaps, Harry thinks, this New Year will be the best of his life.
Draco and Harry have a game, each getting lost in a club and trying to find the other amidst the crowd. This story is what happens when Harry finds Draco first. Losing has never felt so good.
Each Christmas, Harry receives a mysterious wooden box, carved with rules and charmed shut. They open on the strike of midnight and are full of mementos of a love from twenty years before. Now he is older, does Harry have the courage to go after Draco Malfoy, the one true love of his life?
The war is over and most of Harry’s peers have returned to Hogwarts for eighth year to get their NEWTS. Unfortunately, Headmistress McGonagall has made it mandatory for the eighth years to participate in a play of the Labyrinth to encourage inter-house unity. With both Harry and Draco cast in the lead roles, what could possibly go wrong?
After suffering a career ending injury, Harry Potter returns to Hogwarts Academy as the boys school’s new football coach. Time and experience have helped mold him into the man he is today. When he unexpectedly finds himself housemates with the surly chemistry professor, Severus Snape, Harry begins to wonder if he hadn’t judged the man unfairly during his days as a student.
✨ Thank you to all the fests that inspire us and make this fandom thrive! ✨
It’s Draco’s first Christmas living with Harry, and okay, maybe it’s a little bit “extra”, but he’s Draco sodding Malfoy and if he wants to give Harry the best Christmas ever, it’s his right as his boyfriend. So strap on your Santa hat and hang on tight, because this is going to be a bumpy, and slightly ridiculous, sleigh ride.
Harry Potter is the newly promoted Head Officer for the Department of Magical Creature Regulation, and he is passionate about his work protecting vulnerable animals who can’t advocate for themselves. An added benefit of the job is the close relationship that he had developed with his colleague, Wizengamot prosecution barrister Draco Malfoy. Harry’s life is happy and he feels satisfied with his place in the world. Abruptly, Harry’s happy existence is thrown into disarray when a small snowy owl starts dropping tip-offs about magical creature crimes to Grimmauld Place. Harry isn’t sure what to think. Is his benefactor a friend or foe? Why are they making such stringent efforts to conceal their identity? Draco doesn’t seem concerned, but Harry can’t help but feel intrigued by the mystery. Who is the wizard behind the owl?
Hogwarts is the very last place that Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy want to return to after the war. The Castle feels claustrophobic and stifling. Both feel trapped within its walls. Harry is traumatised by the war, by his sudden breakup from Ginny, and by the knowledge that his friends all know what they want to do with their life. Meanwhile Draco is reeling. He has narrowly escaped an Azkaban prison sentence and is struggling under the strict rules of his probation. He doesn’t know where his mother is, and finds himself a pariah among the other students. The last thing that either student wants is mandatory Mind Healing. What has happened to them feels so big and devastating, that writing to a stranger feels farcical. Even so, they are not given a choice. Harry and Draco are both given a shared magical diary, and soon they begin writing letters to an anonymous fellow student. Their letters, terse at first, grow longer as the days pass. Before long, each wizard confesses their secrets and their fantasies, their wishes and their dreams. What will happen when their true identities are exposed? Will their vulnerable new relationship be destroyed before it has even begun?
The first story, and you could barely call it that, had appeared in the communal bathroom overnight. It was stuck to the mirror, one above each sink, like it was expected people might casually read it while brushing their teeth. Except, there was nothing casual about reading explicit erotica in a communal bathroom while shoving a lubricated brush in and out of your mouth. Blaise had been the first to find it, or rather, to gleefully admit that he had. He’d burst into the common room in his pants to declare, ‘There’s fucking porn in the bathroom!’ Someone’s writing smut and signing it with Harry’s name. Hermione isn’t buying it, and she has a plan to expose the true author. She also has her hand in her pants in a wardrobe.
Draco Malfoy, the celebrated Ghost Clearance Expert, is in Germany, trying to solve the tricky little matter of a stubborn ghost called Clara von Kellern. Exasperated after trying every spell he knows, Draco sends an owl to the Department of Magical Law Enforcement in London, requesting their urgent help. Little does Draco know that the clerk who willingly grasps his letter is Harry Potter. Injured in action, Harry enjoys a quiet, deskbound existence and sees Draco’s letters as a bit of excitement to brighten up his dull days. Harry has no idea that investigating Clara’s life, and that of her beau (and potential murderer) Ernst Wernet will lead to the beginnings of a love affair all of his own.
Harry is holed up at work, avoiding the moment that he has to leave. His boyfriend, Draco Malfoy, had been argumentative and moody for weeks and now he wants to have a 'little talk’ over dinner. Does this mean the end of their love affair or has Harry got the wrong end of the broomstick?
“Sometimes, when you smile, I swear I hear music, then I realise it’s just the beat of my heart in my ears…Come back so I can dance.” Harry finds a stack of post-its, and what starts as simply leaving Draco a reminder with a bit of romance turns into a lifetime of memories.
Harry and Draco come back for the eighth year, each with a new pet. Their pets keep scampering off to meet up, and can’t seem to get enough of each other. Will their owners take a hint and follow suit? Or 5 times Draco is furious at Harry’s pet and one time where Draco relaxes a bit and lets it go.
Life doesn’t always turn out the way we plan. That’s what Draco’s mother always used to tell him, but Merlin, who could have predicted how right she would be? A story about feisty dragons, loneliness, family, and friends — and finding love in places you least expect. A Drarry cover of the romantic comedy While You Were Sleeping. Podficced by @melcarrianna
Draco Malfoy has the world as his feet. He’s twenty-three, first pick Seeker for Puddlemere United, has brilliant friends and a life he adores. The very last thing Draco wants is an unplanned pregnancy, especially one where the other father just so happens to be Harry Potter. Life, however, has other plans for him.
When Harry and Draco meet in a club, they decide to indulge in a one night stand. However, when Draco realises he’s pregnant with Harry’s baby, he doesn’t take it very well. Narcissa takes it upon herself to contact Harry and try to save Draco from self-destruction.
Harry and Draco have moved in together, but Harry is hiding the truth of his childhood from Draco. Draco struggles to understand until a phone call from Harry’s estranged cousin changes everything.
Head Auror Potter takes every case seriously, but some cases are personal. When Scorpius Malfoy goes missing, Harry can’t help but be involved, but he’ll need to move beyond past regrets and embrace his present.
Ever since the end of the war Draco Malfoy has been scratching a living as a sex worker. He lives on the margins of society in squalid rooms and doesn’t imagine that his life will ever change. Then, after a couple of years, Draco becomes pregnant by an unknown client. Despite the Healers at St Mungo’s treating him with prejudice and contempt, Draco is determined to keep his baby. In his desperation, Draco approaches the wrong person and the result is disastrous. Draco is beaten up and left for dead in an alleyway. As Draco hovers between life and death, Harry Potter discovers his bruised and battered body. The Saviour doesn’t only save Draco’s life. He takes Draco back to Grimmauld Place and helps him to recover.
✨ There Was Only One Bed: The Fest (Hermione’s Nook)
Draco should probably be freaking out. He’s stranded in a frozen wilderness with no wand, no supplies, and no way home. But he isn’t freaking out, and it’s totally NOT because he has his Auror partner with him. Not even a little bit. Or maybe a little bit. But probably not. Now, if only that little cabin they found had more than one bed.
It’s OK. Love is only meant for some; Harry knows that. Besides, he wouldn’t want to risk this new, amazing friendship he has going on with Draco for anything in the world. Keeping his walls from falling down is the least he can do.
Into the Unknownby@drarrelie (G, 4,558) Prompt: “Into the Unknown” (from Frozen II) by Idina Menzel & AURORA.
It’s been echoing within him for months, like an annoying song that gets stuck in your head and refuses to let go. A nagging feeling in his core, telling him to say something, to do something, to go somewhere. Last night it finally happened. He did it. And it felt good; right. “I can’t be sure.” Four words, easy as that. It had been almost impossible to smother the sudden burst of joy rushing through him as that deep-seated urge rejoiced his unexpected act of rebellion. You’d think the Dark Lord’s punishment would’ve taken the exhilaration out of him, but no. Here he is, countless Crucios later, beaten and bruised, and never has the voice sounded this clear. He’s said something. He’s done something. And now he just has to go somewhere. He has no idea where, but he’s certain it will come to him. All he has to do is get out of here, then trust magic to do the rest.
Harry’s suffocating under all the expectations of the wizarding world, but he’s fascinated at Malfoy’s sudden ability to flaunt his true self to whoever cares to watch. And Harry? He might like to do something more than watch if he can ever get up the nerve.
Prologueby@aedwritesfic (T, 4,565) Prompt: “We Don’t Have to Take Our Clothes Off” by Ella Eyre.
Ten years after the war, Harry stumbles across Malfoy in a Muggle club. What could have been an awkward encounter might just be a new beginning.
Requiemby@evaeleanor (T, 1,893) Prompt: “Requiem” by Michael Patrick Kelly.
Requiem — A song of mourning composed or performed as a memorial to a dead person.
Draco Malfoy is raped and watches as his world falls apart. Harry Potter is the quiet, unassuming wizard that finally listens to him. “I’m pregnant,” Draco repeated, bitterness evident from his tone. “Five months in, so there’s not much you can do to help me, Harry. Best fuck off now. Go and help somebody else. It’s too late for me. My life is already ruined.” The last word seemed to spark something in Harry. “Your life isn’t ruined,” he answered. “I don’t believe that, Draco. I don’t believe that for a single moment.” He paused, taking a moment before he continued speaking. “I’m sorry that I didn’t reply immediately. I wasn’t judging you. Please don’t think I was. I care about you. Anything I can do to help, I will.”
After a potions accident leaves Hermione partially transformed, she and her two husbands decide to have a little fun with it. For research purposes, of course…
It’s nearly a decade after the war, plenty of time for the world to have moved on and Draco to have become friends with Harry and Hermione. But Draco wants to be more than friends, and it only takes a couple of Firewhisky-inspired dances and wine-laced kisses to find out that he’s not the only one ready to take their friendships to the next level.
Harry and Draco are driving to The Burrow on Christmas Eve when their children finally fall asleep. Listening to a soundtrack of Harry’s favourite songs, the two wizards pass an hour reminiscing about their Eighth Year at Hogwarts and remember just how they fell in love.
Draco is pregnant and exhausted after a busy day at the Apothecary while Harry is excited and and full of Christmas cheer. This is a small fic where they talk about their new baby, the Christmases of their childhoods and discover a new family tradition of their own.
Draco has been fighting the pull all day, but with only months left until his wedding to Astoria, it’s getting harder and harder to resist… This work is part of a series of connected weekly drabbles written during 2020.
A heartbroken Draco is finally cajoled into dating again by Pansy, but he gets the shock of his life when he sees who else is waiting at the restaurant.
The snow is glittering in the sun and the Eighth Years can’t resist heading out to savour it, revisions and essays be damned. Only question is, can Harry coax his roommate to join them?
“I don’t have a scheme!” Hermione ignored his protest, too busy apparently consulting with the Slytherins by way of cryptic eye contact. Daphne lifted one too-skinny eyebrow. Theo huffed a disbelieving noise which felt far more insulting than any actual insult could have. And Blaise… Well, Blaise was still actually trying to cram despite the distraction of the mystery mistletoe.
It’s Christmas, and Harry and Draco are newly engaged. But even now, Harry likes to snoop. When he finds some old pictures in Draco’s childhood bedroom, old vows of secrecy are endangered and some relationships will never be the same.
It is Christmas Eve, Draco has roped Harry into helping him break into Snape’s potions stores for an ingredient. Harry agrees because he owes Draco for all his help in potions. So invisibility cloak in hand, they head off to Snape’s stores, but things go wrong and they end up in detention on Christmas Eve.
After walking in on 18-year-old Teddy and 17-year-old James being intimate, Harry and Draco decide to tackle the situation head-on. Their solution? A sex talk over breakfast. What could go wrong?
It’s sixth year and Draco Malfoy’s life is about to change thanks to some meddlesome ghosts who show him the path he is on is not the only path for him. Between their ghoulish advice and some deep soul searching, Draco regains some of the hope he lost.
In a way it never had before, Christmas suddenly felt so entirely domestic to Draco. This likely was in direct result of the floral apron tied around his waist and the scents of laborious cooking and spice-scented candles in the air. But the feeling went even deeper than those surface signs. It was an intrinsic feeling he had of warmth and wholeness, so new and unlike anything else. A feeling which was very nearly ruined when Harry brought an unexpected guest to Christmas Eve dinner. Part 4 of Comfort in the Unexpected
It’s Christmas Day at the Potter-Malfoy house in Chelsea. Join Draco Malfoy - thirty-six and already a father of four - as he copes with Harry’s inability to let their teenage daughter grow up, their squabbling, magical twin boys and the most theatrical toddler in England. Will he ever find the five little minutes that he so desperately needs?
It’s Draco’s first Christmas living with Harry, and okay, maybe it’s a little bit “extra”, but he’s Draco sodding Malfoy and if he wants to give Harry the best Christmas ever, it’s his right as his boyfriend. So strap on your Santa hat and hang on tight, because this is going to be a bumpy and, slightly ridiculous, sleigh ride. One chapter posted each day for 25 days. Set in the That’s Life Together universe but can be read alone.
Draco should probably be freaking out. He’s stranded in a frozen wilderness with no wand, no supplies, and no way home. But he isn’t freaking out, and it’s totally NOT because he has his Auror partner with him. Not even a little bit. Or maybe a little bit. But probably not. Now, if only that little cabin they found had more than one bed.
When the whirlwind that is Harry Potter approaches him to commission a portrait, Draco knows he has to say no. Too bad the annoyingly cheerful git won’t let him. Or, how getting to know a deceased Weasley turns out to be a life-changing experience.
Arsenal are on the telly, so Harry and George settle in to enjoy the match. As they watch, Harry tells his best mate the story of what occurred on Christmas Eve, and how Draco Malfoy and he went from being friends to being something far more significant.
Harry is mortified to learn what Teddy asked Santa Claus to bring him for Christmas. Only question is, will Santa be able to deliver? The E-rated version of Santa Claus is Coming to Town.
Their kids are friends, their friends are friends, and though Harry and Draco have floated through each other’s lives for decades, it’s never been like this. Tonight, at Neville and Pansy’s Christmas party, something clicks, and things will never be the same.
Life doesn’t always turn out the way we plan. That’s what Draco’s mother always used to tell him, but Merlin, who could have predicted how right she would be? A story about feisty dragons, loneliness, family, and friends — and finding love in places you least expect. A Drarry cover of the romantic comedy While You Were Sleeping.
Living with the Weasleys after the war turns out to be more challenging than Harry could ever imagine. So, when he finally finds some peace and quiet in Andromeda’s cottage, he’s not going to give it up easily. Not even if it means he’s going to have to live under the same roof as that annoying blond git. Now, if only he didn’t have to look so bloody gorgeous it might have been a little easier. How Shakespeare, a crossword and a sleeping baby can turn enemies into friends, and maybe even friends into lovers.
Albus Severus Potter had never felt quite so humiliated in his life. He could no longer deny the truth. He had been stood up for a date. Scorpius Malfoy was supposed to have been here twenty-five minutes ago, which either made him very, very late indeed or meant he was not coming… Albus Potter has finally got the date of his dreams, with fellow Ministry worker Scorpius Malfoy. But he’s late! Lets hope this Christmas tale has a happy ending.
It’s nearly a decade after the war, plenty of time for the world to have moved on and Draco to have become friends with Harry and Hermione. But Draco wants to be more than friends, and it only takes a couple of Firewhisky-inspired dances and wine-laced kisses to find out that he’s not the only one ready to take their friendships to the next level.
Castiel loves Christmas lights. Even on a freezing Christmas Eve, he won’t waste his opportunity to savor his favorite part of the holidays. What he doesn’t anticipate, however, is bonding with a stranger over his brilliant twinkling lights. Nor does he ever even hope for the comfort he ends up finding in that night and that man.
It’s the most wonderful time of the year! Take a sneaky look at the inner workings of Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes and learn about some of the fabulous products they sell. But is it the most wonderful time of year for George?
The last of seven brand new Drarry fics inspired by the seven Weasley siblings.
Lastly, we let @gildedscripture wrap up this series with a story featuring the youngest of the siblings, bamf Ginny Weasley. With all the grace she can bother (i.e. none), she takes it upon herself to guide her ignorant, peeking-out-of-the-closet fellow LGBT buddy through the intricate (and quite confusing) hoops of traditional pure-blood courting.
Your Local Lesbian’s Guide to Wooing Draco Malfoy by Ginevra Weasley (author of critically acclaimed tome Taking the Broom Out of The Closet: A Memoir and Six Signs You’re A Lesbian) is a helpful step-by-step introduction to the confusing and exciting world of courting Malfoy heirs!
Or, Harry and Ginny bond over being queer kids, and manage to successfully ask out Draco Malfoy.
This weekend, we’ll post seven brand new holiday-infused fics, each one inspired by one of the seven Weasley siblings. Each story is a stand-alone work, but together they make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Weasley.
Over the weekend, we’ll give you 7 fics — plus an accompanying Spotify playlist containing 7 songs, one for each fic included in the collection.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are a group of Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
The sixth of seven brand new Drarry fics inspired by the seven Weasley siblings.
@drarrymadhatterstuff, this collab’s initiator and sole reason we even exist, drew Ron Weasley from her hat and promptly proceeded to torture said Weasley with an eyeful he’ll not soon forget. At least he’s not the one responsible for the disaster.
Harry’s been acting strange lately, very strange. Hermione is convinced he’s in love, whereas Ron thinks he’s working too hard. To find out the truth, they both snoop around in Harry’s room one evening. I mean, what could possibly go wrong?
This weekend, we’ll post seven brand new holiday-infused fics, each one inspired by one of the seven Weasley siblings. Each story is a stand-alone work, but together they make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Weasley.
Over the weekend, we’ll give you 7 fics — plus an accompanying Spotify playlist containing 7 songs, one for each fic included in the collection.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are a group of Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
The fifth of seven brand new Drarry fics inspired by the seven Weasley siblings.
@ladderofyears gives us this anthology’s fifth instalment, a relaxed evening in front of the telly, with drinks, snacks, a good mate — and a captivating story filled with Christmas fluff. Only question is, will Arsenal manage to take home the win?
Arsenal are on the telly, so Harry and George settle in to enjoy the match. As they watch, Harry tells his best mate the story of what occurred on Christmas Eve, and how Draco Malfoy and he went from being friends to being something far more significant.
This weekend, we’ll post seven brand new holiday-infused fics, each one inspired by one of the seven Weasley siblings. Each story is a stand-alone work, but together they make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Weasley.
Over the weekend, we’ll give you 7 fics — plus an accompanying Spotify playlist containing 7 songs, one for each fic included in the collection.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are a group of Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
The fourth of seven brand new Drarry fics inspired by the seven Weasley siblings.
How to write an uplifting, hopeful story with the lost Weasley brother for a prompt? Well, @drarrelie can’t promise a tear-free reading experience, but don’t fret. This moving tribute to Fred Weasley is well worth it.
When the whirlwind that is Harry Potter approaches him to commission a portrait, Draco knows he has to say no. Too bad the annoyingly cheerful git won’t let him.
Or, how getting to know a deceased Weasley turns out to be a life-changing experience.
This weekend, we’ll post seven brand new holiday-infused fics, each one inspired by one of the seven Weasley siblings. Each story is a stand-alone work, but together they make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Weasley.
Over the weekend, we’ll give you 7 fics — plus an accompanying Spotify playlist containing 7 songs, one for each fic included in the collection.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are a group of Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
The third of seven brand new Drarry fics inspired by the seven Weasley siblings.
@evaeleanor gives us a story of two over-demanding bosses repeatedly hounding our boys to the verge of breakdown. It’s a good thing they have each other to take the edge off when things get too much, but what if there was another solution to their problems?
Draco’s life could be so perfect. He’s got a marvellous roommate (with an even more marvellous cock), an amazing job, and doesn’t waste away in Azkaban. The obstacle in his way: Percy Weasley, boss extraordinaire.
This weekend, we’ll post seven brand new holiday-infused fics, each one inspired by one of the seven Weasley siblings. Each story is a stand-alone work, but together they make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Weasley.
Over the weekend, we’ll give you 7 fics — plus an accompanying Spotify playlist containing 7 songs, one for each fic included in the collection.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are a group of Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
The second of seven brand new Drarry fics inspired by the seven Weasley siblings.
With a prompt like Charlie Weasley, it’s might not be surprising @janieohio, one of our loyal original members, has chosen to go down the dragon reserve route. Add in a trying-to-stay-professional Healer Malfoy, a crush (or two?), and some unfortunate misunderstandings… Unsurprisingly, pining and humour ensue.
What do you do when the guy you’re crushing on is already in a great relationship and you’re his Healer? No, really, what do you do? Draco wants to know.
This weekend, we’ll post seven brand new holiday-infused fics, each one inspired by one of the seven Weasley siblings. Each story is a stand-alone work, but together they make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Weasley.
Over the weekend, we’ll give you 7 fics — plus an accompanying Spotify playlist containing 7 songs, one for each fic included in the collection.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are a group of Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
The first of seven brand new Drarry fics inspired by the seven Weasley siblings.
@jessica-doom, one of our faithful original members, has been given the honour to open up this anthology with a story featuring our oldest Weasley sibling, Bill. At the same time, she offer us another instalment in her Comfort in the Unexpected series. (Might this be the happy ending we’ve all been craving for so long?)
In a way it never had before, Christmas suddenly felt so entirely domestic to Draco. This likely was in direct result of the floral apron tied around his waist and the scents of laborious cooking and spice-scented candles in the air. But the feeling went even deeper than those surface signs. It was an intrinsic feeling he had of warmth and wholeness, so new and unlike anything else.
A feeling which was very nearly ruined when Harry brought an unexpected guest to Christmas Eve dinner.
This weekend, we’ll post seven brand new holiday-infused fics, each one inspired by one of the seven Weasley siblings. Each story is a stand-alone work, but together they make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Weasley.
Over the weekend, we’ll give you 7 fics — plus an accompanying Spotify playlist containing 7 songs, one for each fic included in the collection.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are a group of Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
Draco grabbed Harry’s hand as they watched the woman approach. It’d been years since they’d seen her toady face, but they remembered what she was capable of.
“Don’t attack. She’s not worth it,” Draco muttered in Harry’s ear.
“I must not tell lies,” Harry growled, pulling his hand from his husband’s and blocking the woman’s path. “You’re not wanted here.”
She sniffed as she looked up at him. “You’re breaking the rules. You and your kind shouldn’t be here.”
“My kind? What? Creative people? People who enjoy and love others? People who want to share their art with the world? What kind of peopleare you referring to?”
“You know what you are,” she said, her voice prim. “I know what you do. I read all about it, and it’s against the rules. Go away.”
Harry closed his eyes, praying to whoever might be listening that he didn’t completely lose his temper. “What’s the point in making us leave? It doesn’t eliminate who we are and what we share. It just makes us take it somewhere else. It only makes it so people have to go elsewhere to see it.”
“Good. As long as it’s not here,” Umbridge said, her face triumphant. “You will follow my rules or you’ll have to leave.”
“Fine,” Harry said, picking up all the beautiful art he’d shared and packing it away. “I don’t hate rules, you know. I love rules when they make sense. Don’t hurt other people. Be a good person. Love one another. But this? This arbitrary rule that someone made so they can make more money off of other people’s art? This rule that they put in place simply so their advertisers don’t wet their pants? This rule that the people who make this place can’t even be arsed to enforce until some Karen like you goes around and tattles on them? This isn’t a good rule, and it’s bullshit.”
Draco stepped forward and took Harry’s hand again. “Come on. Let’s go.”
“We’re going. But when you’re obsolete because your rules have washed out all the colour from this world, when the entire world looks like you with your little pink sweaters and kitten dishware, then I want you to remember what it used to look like. It used to be vibrant and beautiful.”
Umbridge only stared, her eyes narrowed, her mouth tight.
Harry felt all his fight leave him and picked up his things. “All right, Draco. I’m ready. Where are we going again?”
“It’s called Archive of our Own, darling. And it’s lovely.”
Harry smiled and didn’t look back.
We want to thank everyone who has read our stories on FFnet over the previous year and a half. We’ve grown a decent-sized following, and though we don’t see a ton of reviews, those we see are loyal and consistently lovely. We don’t want to discontinue posting on FFnet, but we’ve had a story removed due to inappropriate content and it’s caused us to reconsider how we want to post our stories. The story reported was far from the most risqué we’ve posted, and the sexual content was minimal and relevant to the story.
Here’s the thing. FFnet has certain limitations. It doesn’t allow us to post the artwork that we create for our stories. Yes, there’s been artwork that you’ve missed because it’s FFNet. It doesn’t allow us to post links to the music playlists we create to accompany our anthologies. And, most of all, it has limitations that do not allow explicit sexual content.
That last one isn’t something that FFnet polices on its own. No, there are groups and users out there that pretty much solely exist on the platform to find stories that violate the Terms of Service (ToS) and report them. FFnet then gives the author no warning and simply removes the story. The user that reported us did warn us that we had seven days to fix the story or they’d report. This story wasn’t harmful. It wasn’t over the top. It didn’t even have any penetrative sex or multiple partners or any of the other stuff several of our other stories have. It was just there, they saw it and decided it was up to them to report.
Our anthologies are labours of love. We work on them for weeks, sometimes months, and as a group of seven, we polish and edit and turn it into a cohesive collection. To remove one, or several, of our stories and leave the others doesn’t feel right. We have decided to remove the entire library of our content from FFnet so we don’t have to worry about Terms of Service, trolls (ugh, they’re everywhere on FFnet), and random people reporting our works.
We encourage you to follow us on Archive of Our Own where we will continue posting several times a year. You can also find each of the individual authors there and follow your favourites directly, especially as AO3 doesn’t require us to create a separate joint account to create these anthologies! You can read/comment there as a guest, and if you need an invitation to an account there, please don’t hesitate to ask (you can DM us here).
Thank you for all your support. We’ll leave our stories up on FFnet for 7 more days, but they will be officially removed from FFnet on 1 September, 2021. We hope to see you on the other side.
Eight years after the war, Draco Malfoy has lost everything. All he has left is his pride and his son. The life he once envisioned for himself died a long time ago. Still grieving and terrified of failing as a parent, Draco must find a way to put aside his own pride and find the courage to reach out and ask for help.
”Amazing!! The emotions, the story everything is just beautiful”
When the Ministry claims Draco Malfoy’s fortune in reparations it seems that his future looks bleak. There is no possible way for him to afford the tuition fees or the living costs for a university education, even though a life spent healing others is his dearest wish. To his complete surprise an anonymous benefactor offers him both, as well as a stipend to live on. Even though his benefactor asks for nothing in return, Draco decides to write him letters. He tells Mr Evans about his life, his course and all of the people that he cares about. This is a story about the transformative effect of charity, and how it changes both Draco’s, and Mr Evans’s lives forever.
When Teddy goes off to Hogwarts, Harry has to fight off the depression that tries to set in. Thankfully, he has good friends like Draco there to remind him that he has a life of his own and that Teddy is not the only source of light in his life. Sometimes you have to make your own light, but sometimes you need some help remembering how to draw back the curtains.
“This was absolutely lovely” — “Thanks for this shiny bit of happiness”
Hogwarts is having a five-year reunion, and everyone’s invited. Draco is overwhelmed and anxious, while Harry is resigned. When Harry sees Draco sneak out of the reunion, he knows there’s something wrong and follows him to the Room of Requirement. When the situation combusts, Hogwarts decides it’s had quite enough of their bickering to last a lifetime.
On the surface, of course Harry’s happy to have bumped into Draco Malfoy again. He feels giddy with anticipation for their breakfast “date” set for the next morning. He feels ready to move on. But, down in that place where his feelings truly live, there’s apprehension. There’s fear. As his counsellor would put it, there’s something “unresolved” — something he can’t leaveunresolved.
There’s a stranger standing in Draco’s bedroom, an unexpected visitor claiming to be Harry Potter. Only… this man is old. Isn’t the Boy Who Lived supposed to be Draco’s age? And what in Salazar’s name is he even talking about?
The last of seven brand new Drarry fics inspired by the seven heavenly virtues.
@drarrelie, one of our faithful original members, has been given the honour to wrap up this anthology with our last virtue, Faith, which she does with an entrancing new perspective of the original saga, involving several well-known scenes from canon, a silver Sickle, and… a time-turner.
There’s a stranger standing in Draco’s bedroom, an unexpected visitor claiming to be Harry Potter. Only… this man is old. Isn’t the Boy Who Lived supposed to be Draco’s age? And what in Salazar’s name is he even talking about?
Faith— great trust or confidence in something or someone.
This week, we’ll post one fic per day for seven days, each one inspired by one of the traditional seven heavenly virtues —Courage,Justice,Charity,Hope,Prudence,TemperanceandFaith. Each story is a stand-alone work, but together they make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Virtue.
Over 7 days, we’ll give you 7 fics — plus an accompanying Spotify playlist containing 7x7 songs.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are a group of Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
On the surface, of course Harry’s happy to have bumped into Draco Malfoy again. He feels giddy with anticipation for their breakfast “date” set for the next morning. He feels ready to move on.
But, down in that place where his feelings truly live, there’s apprehension. There’s fear. As his counsellor would put it, there’s something “unresolved” — something he can’t leave unresolved.
Temperance — moderation of needed things and abstinence from things which are not needed.
This week, we’ll post one fic per day for seven days, each one inspired by one of the traditional seven heavenly virtues —Courage,Justice,Charity,Hope,Prudence,TemperanceandFaith. Each story is a stand-alone work, but together they make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Virtue.
Over 7 days, we’ll give you 7 fics — plus an accompanying Spotify playlist containing 7x7 songs.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are a group of Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
The fifth of seven brand new Drarry fics inspired by the seven heavenly virtues.
Interpreting our fifth virtue, Prudence, @drarrymadhatterstuff — the main cause for this collab’s existence — invites us all to a festive five-year reunion, only to trap us in the Room of Requirement together with a reluctant assortment of Hogwarts alumni…
Hogwarts is having a five-year reunion, and everyone’s invited. Draco is overwhelmed and anxious, while Harry is resigned. When Harry sees Draco sneak out of the reunion, he knows there’s something wrong and follows him to the Room of Requirement. When the situation combusts, Hogwarts decides it’s had quite enough of their bickering to last a lifetime.
Prudence — the ability to govern and discipline oneself by the use of reason, cautiousness and judgement.
This week, we’ll post one fic per day for seven days, each one inspired by one of the traditional seven heavenly virtues —Courage,Justice,Charity,Hope,Prudence,TemperanceandFaith. Each story is a stand-alone work, but together they make up the anthology we call Seven Shades of Virtue.
Over 7 days, we’ll give you 7 fics — plus an accompanying Spotify playlist containing 7x7 songs.
We — the Seven Shades of Drarry — are a group of Drarry fanfiction writers of different backgrounds, ages, and nationalities who work together in a rare collaboration. Seven different writing styles, seven different strengths, seven different weaknesses, all united in one project, working together to create unified themed collections based around the number seven. Each theme has seven threads, each writer assigned a thread to inspire their story, and all combined to create The Seven Shades of Drarry.
