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Post-Case-Nuttery by Cottoncandycloud
Fandoms: Sherlock (TV), Sherlock Holmes & Related Fandoms
10 Oct 2024
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Sherlock and John have just closed a difficult case after working tirelessly for days. Both are worn down and on edge, trying to pick themselves up in more ways than one. It seems that the case wasn’t the only thing that got cracked open.
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Draco Malfoy, Head of Veela Affairs at the Department of Magical Beings, does not do people favours.
Harry Potter, recently turned werewolf, is not “people” – not to Draco anyway.
Does Draco plan to fall in love with Harry when he decides to help him? No. Does he end up falling in love with him anyway? Pft, what do you think?
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04 Jun 2025
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The coil of their love is tense, the smut is so fucking fucking good Jesus h Christ
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It all starts with a pair of chilly feet under Harry Potter’s bum.
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17 Jun 2026
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Did you know this is one of my favourite dtarry fics
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“Ugh,” Harry’s stomach grumbled, “Do you serve food?”
Her expression turned immediately apologetic, “We do, but unfortunately reservations are required,”
“Potter? Is that you?” Harry turned to look over his shoulder and froze.
Approaching him, a polite frown on his brow, was Draco Malfoy.
He’d always stood a few inches taller than Harry, but he suddenly seemed exceptionally tall and regal in his baby pink, velvet suit jacket, his smart black trousers and his crisp white shirt and matching white bow tie. His hair, though cut short at the sides and around the back, was longer and coifed back stylishly at the top. Did he… did he find Malfoy attractive?
Oh. Oh, Merlin no.
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Harry would never have believed the difference that just one long weekend could make.
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His new partner: Draco Malfoy. Smirking like an albino demon. Pale, and in all black, like death himself dragging Harry back into his clutches.
“I’m sorry?” Harry replied, uncomprehending. The ultimate proof his brain was presently being mangled beyond repair.
Malfoy laughed coldly, sharp as a knife. “Oh Potter. I think we’re a bit beyond that, after all these years?”
Or: the boys opt out of their Auror partnership in favour of the much more interesting project of hating, saving, fucking each other – some combination of the three.
Or: Harry and Draco go through their quarter life crises.
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04 Jun 2026
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Love love. So and good. Chapter 9. But it really starts at Chapter 10. Holyyyy hell
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Oh my god I am absolutely in love with your writing, wording, how you see humans complexity and can transport it to those characters making them complex, funny, real and lastly adorable. Your rawness, usage of dark humour, a little bit with you and this fic. I'll have to come back to it, perhaps I will be able to say more. Holy shit thank you for writing this story. -
Whenever, Wherever, However by CopperCatbird for draykray
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
22 Apr 2026
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“You know, I’ve heard about your famous dares, but I’ve never actually seen one that was very impressive,” Harry was saying. “Just that thing with Blaise. You’ve been refusing to play at all. I bet you’re out of practice. Lost your nerve.”
“Oh, you want to play, do you?” Draco said, and if Harry heard the dangerous tone in his voice, he ignored it.
“I’ve been saying for months that you were being dramatic, complaining about my dares. I think maybe you’ve lost your touch. I don’t think you can—”
Draco took the bait. He couldn’t back down from Harry, and he never would.
“I dare you,” Draco said. “For the next month—” Theo whistled; a month was the maximum length for this game, but it was rare. Draco straightened, crossed his arms, and looked Harry dead in the eye. “For the next month: I get to fuck you whenever, wherever, and however I want.”