I Have Once Again Reread Running On Air

OK but Draco getting visibly annoyed every time he hears someone say that Harry is the Heir of Slytherin is so relatable because which among us hasn’t had that reaction when we hear people wildly mischaracterizing one of our blorbos?

Can you make a poll for the headcanons-

a) transmasc Mike

b) transmasc Will

c) neither/see results

I am conducting a research LOL.

(to anyone who sees the poll, pls reblog it as i want majority opinions)

oh, wow, interesting poll idea. (also, ty for my first ever poll rq :o)

people are getting angry at polls?? could NOT be me. I just vote for my silly little option and if it doesnt win then clearly everyone else are idiots. but you dont say that. you just think it. on the inside. 

repeat after me.

QUEER CHARACTERS ARE NOT PLOT DEVICES FOR STRAIGHT CHARACTERS.

LMAO not Murray literally sensing byler angst bc his curse

@academia-lucifer

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microfic may day 3: coffee

drarry. 273 words. this is unequivocally the stupidest thing I’ve ever written.

After the war, rumour had it Draco Malfoy disappeared. Puffed up and away in a cloud of smoke because he was cursed by Voldemort.

Rumour then had it that he ran far, far away.

Rumour also had it that he was completing a potions mastery somewhere exotic, and that one day he’d return home.

The one thing rumour didn’t have was a timeframe. So naturally, Harry was quite surprised to attend his 3pm appointment and come face to face with Draco Malfoy.

“Err. What did you say her name was again?”

“Coffee, Potter. Please do keep up.”

“Because the scales on her head look like coffee granules and you think they’re multiplying?”

“Well, yes. But there’s more. She’s been more tired than usual. And she’s not been eating too much. All in all, rather concerning.”

Harry poked around at the speckled snake coiled around Draco’s hand. A forked tongue gently lapped at his fingertip and was that a wink?

He cast his usual diagnostic charms which all pinged a gorgeous, normal green.

“I can’t see anything unusual, Malfoy. I’ll give you a standard vitality potion and check back in next week.”

Draco baulked. “There’s nothing wrong? At all? Are you sure?”

Harry gave him an affirmative nod and Coffee a gentle scritch under the chin. “I’ll see you both next week. For a check up.”

Draco was gracious enough to thank Harry for his time on the way out.

Though the more Harry thought about it, he was pretty sure the parting hiss from the reptile translated roughly into something like:

Foolssss. 10 yearssss apart and all he talkssss about issss you.