ennio

-uniform (even if Draco ordered something from another restaurant), that stretched nicely around his bicebs and arse. All that delivery running and fights with Draco's delivery guys done him good.
So naturally, next time Draco orders 2 pizzas and invites the boy inside.

-food, fighting with another delivery guy. Five minutes later Harry is on Draco's doorstep with his order, stuttering greetings and "enjoy your meal".
It's then Draco realizes that since he moved in, he'd never seen any other delivery guys. Only this boy, in pizzeria-

It's #drarry au but Harry is a delivery boy in a local pizzeria and Draco is a student who has no time and/or knows how to cook, so he lives on takeouts.
Few weeks into his first semester, Draco hears yells outside his dorm and sees a cute delivery boy that always delivers his-

Draco's skin care routine consists of multiple steps, tons of potions and lotions, while Harry's skin care is just Draco peppering kisses all over his face

in today's episode of silly #drarry moments ✨

Draco: I'm gonna be late for class, Potter🙄
Harry: I just wanted to know how the prettiest boy in the world is doing😏
Draco: Alright, so how are YOU doing?😏
Harry:😳🥴💞 NO YOU😍
Draco: No you😘
Everyone else in the Great Hall:

Thinking abt #drarry who are so touchy, always embracing or standing very close, that little Teddy ends up drawing them as a single being in all his drawings. On the fridge hangs a family portrait of Aunt Mione, Uncle Ron, Andromeda and a shapeless blob with 2 heads named Drarry

"Potter! We're going
to fuck-..."
"OMG! Finally!"
"-...ing show them!"
"Oh."

I love when Harry and Lucius have beef in fics. Because it's just so iconic "You called me a dirty half-blood who never achieved anything, so I married your son."

in today's episode of silly #drarry moments ✨

Pansy: "Why are you whispering?"
Draco: "throat hurts.."
Pansy: "Poor thing...-"
*at the same time*
Pansy: "-...bloody wind, did you catch a cold?"
Draco: "-...bloody Potter..."
Pansy: "What?!"
Draco: "what?"

sorry not sorry for the angst :P
#drarry #hpdm

something something Sectumsempra #drarry #hpdm

-their weapons, as they in the middle of fighting evil again, thus time together. I want the real enemies to lovers and all the burning pain of loving someone who hates your guts.

I want a #drarry Auror Academy fic w/ their reverse story of Hogwarts. I want Harry to be an asshole who bullies Draco with other students, I want them fight dirty, I want Draco to taste his own medicine, but also to be the hero of his own story. Want them to lay down-

-Harry's hand, draggs him outside, declaring:
"The Grand Finale!" And shoots the last powerful spell at the building, enveloping it in smoke and blazing tongues.
He kisses Harry hard on a mouth as the Manor collapses and Harry thinks he'd never been so in love with this crazy man

-like Bellatrix with that wicked glint in his eyes. Draco laughs as he sends the curtains into flames: "BEST. BIRTHDAY. GIFT. EVER!" he screams. Harry laughs too. They smash some more marble, burn some more of the old wood until it's hard to walk through the ruins. Draco grabs-

-instead his husband turns and smashes the tall windows with a crazy smile. They pop one by one, like soap bubbles, and Draco only laughs.
He skippes down the hall, setting the grumbling and screaming portraits on fire. Harry's is as amused as he terrified, Draco looks a lot-

it's #drarry but Harry buys out the Malfoy Manor for Draco, and tells him: "You can do anything you please with it, it's yours."
"Anything?"
"Anything."
Harry expects Draco to wonder the room he grew up in, maybe look for some possessions he was forsed to leave behind, but-

.... and that was a cozy Christmas story about silly teenagers in love, brought to you by yours truly, ennio and everyone who voted on the poll 😘😌

-“Well,” he said, forcing nonchalance, “I suppose I’ll have to come with you now. Can’t waste the charms on this thing.”
Harry laughed, bright and boyish. “You look good in green.”
“I know,” Draco replied smoothly, nose up, as he stepped outside, Harry right on his heals.

-in Draco's stomach, but he squashed it immediately. Reaching out he took the sweater and pulled it over his head in one smooth motion.
It was warm, soft, and smelled faintly of cedar and something distinctly Potter.
He adjusted the hem and looked up, trying not to smirk-

-Ginny? Everyone knows we're not... She's not my girlfriend." Harry sighed. But when Draco still looked suspiciously at the sweater added, "I lent her this sweater once. She packed all her clothes to go home and didn’t realize it was going to get chilly.”
Something thrilled-

-keep you warm.. if you still want to come with me, that is.”
Draco eyed the sweater, then narrowed his gaze at Harry. “I doubt your girlfriend will be thrilled if I start wearing the clothes you so generously share with her.”
“Girlfriend?" Harry frowned, confused "You mean”-

-of winter wind rush in. Draco shivered involuntarily. Harry noticed immediately. Without hesitation, he unbuttoned his cloak, tugged off the Weasley sweater he was wearing, and held it out to Draco, putting a cloak back on.
“It’s charmed,” Harry said with a crooked grin. “It’ll-

-and that I'll be waiting outside your dorms after breakfast and if you didn't feel like it you should just ignore the offer, so..."
"Oh," was all Draco managed
Before he could think of something remotely intelligent to say, the grand door to the courtyard opened letting a blast-

-meant to-" the more Draco rambled, the higher Harry's eyebrows went, until they disappeared completely into the mess of his curly fringe.
He stopped Draco with a hand, then coughed awkwardly.
"I, well," he coughed again, "I just asked if you’d like to go to Hogsmeade with me,-

-been under a such close scrutiny of Harry's friendly gaze. It was always angry looks and spiteful stares.
"IAccidentalyBurnedYourSweaterAndYourHandWritingIsAwfulIDidntUnderstandAThing"
Harry blinked.
"You..."
"I didn't mean to! Well I did, but only in my head I didn't actually-

-distracted by the way Harry’s smile lit up his whole face.
"Are we going somewhere?" he finally managed to ask. Harry frowned, smile still lingering.
"Did you get my note?" Harry's eyes were looking straight into his, unguarded.
"Yes, but," Draco swallowed again. He'd never-

-expecting Draco to follow. Draco did.
“I told Molly you didn’t have anywhere to spend Christmas,” Harry explained, gesticulating. “At first, she wanted to invite you to the Burrow, but Ron said it wasn’t a good idea yet. So, she made you a jumper instead.”
Draco nodded absently-

-Draco’s scowl deepened involuntarily.
"Since when are you so concerned about my eating habits?"
Harry only beamed. "Did you like the sweater?"
Draco swallowed.
“You should’ve put it on. It’s cold out,” Harry added, beginning to walk down the corridor at an easy pace, clearly-

-his head through the door, informing him that he was expected outside.
Mood ruined, scowl permanently stuck to his face, he went. As if the day couldn't get worse, Potter was standing in the corridor of the dungeon.
"You weren't at breakfast," he said as a way of greeting.-