Mafu07
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
That’s when Draco realizes that he can’t kiss Harry James Potter without the world disappearing around him. Everything but the feel of Potter's hands, Potter's lips, and Potter's body pressed against his, gets tossed to the side.
Potter.
Potter.
Potter.
Stupidly fit Saint Potter who kisses like he was made to make Draco come undone.
Bookmarked by Mafu07
11 Dec 2025
-
Tags
Summary
Tears welled, hot and blurring, but he pressed his lips together, refusing to let them fall.
Malfoys didn’t cry.
But Draco wasn’t a Malfoy anymore.
Not in any way that mattered.When the tears came, no one heard them.
No one ever would.The world became a place of gestures.
Bookmarked by Mafu07
11 Dec 2025
-
Tags
Summary
Harry Potter has a Secret Admirer. Not much surprise there.
Draco Malfoy also has a Secret Admirer. What can I say? It's not uncommon.But what if those two not-so-interesting facts somehow clashed to form a spontaneous situation?
Bookmarked by Mafu07
08 Dec 2025
-
Tags
Summary
After ending up in the Spell Damage Ward at St Mungo’s, Harry is put on mandatory holiday leave.
The catch: he has to spend it with Malfoy at his cottage deep in the woods. Harry has no idea why Malfoy agreed to host him, considering he avoided ever being alone in a room with Harry before he left for his sabbatical a year ago.
To complicate things, Harry’s enormous longstanding crush hasn’t waned at all in Malfoy’s absence.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 48,297
- Chapters:
- 4/4
- Collections:
- 2
- Comments:
- 236
- Kudos:
- 2,774
- Bookmarks:
- 757
- Hits:
- 44,819
Bookmarked by Mafu07
08 Dec 2025
-
Tags
Summary
Regulus Black doesn’t believe in second chances. He believes in silence, in control, and in pretending he’s perfectly fine. Then his brother’s engagement drags him to a sun-drenched Italian villa filled with old friends, too much wine, and one man he’s spent two years trying very hard not to think about.
James Potter once blurred every line that friendship was supposed to hold. Then he left, and Regulus taught himself how to live without him. Now, two years later, they are sitting across the table, laughing in the same sunlight that used to fall across Regulus’ sheets.
What follows is a series of late-night confessions, soft mornings, and the kind of ache that never really fades.
Bookmarked by Mafu07
06 Dec 2025