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Reflection
Fandom: Harry Potter
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, side pairings: Ron/Hermione, Blaise/Seamus, Neville/Luna, Remus/Tonks, (with references to past Remus/Sirius)
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Harry wakes up in Draco's body moments before he's supposed to take the Dark Mark. When they switch back, he assumes things will return to the way they were before. It turns out it's a lot harder to hate someone after taking a walk in their shoes.
Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, side pairings: Ron/Hermione, Blaise/Seamus, Neville/Luna, Remus/Tonks, (with references to past Remus/Sirius)
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Harry wakes up in Draco's body moments before he's supposed to take the Dark Mark. When they switch back, he assumes things will return to the way they were before. It turns out it's a lot harder to hate someone after taking a walk in their shoes.
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183 pages, Free Online Fiction
Published July 29, 2016
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October 14, 2016
Delightfully unique Drarry fic.
Draco, desperate for anything that can possibly help him escape the Dark Mark ceremony he's about to face, casts a spell that has unexpected results.
Some Favorite Quotes:
He picked sullenly at a loose thread in the cushion. He felt like he was unraveling, and related to the couch on a personal level.
Denial was becoming his favorite skill.
Hermione looked at him, keeping her voice to a whisper. "Harry, are you still trying to work out your sexuality?"
Harry couldn't help the crazed laugh that bubbled up from his chest. "No, Hermione, I'm pretty sure I've worked it out."
"And?" Her curiosity was tangible.
"I'm gay as hell," Harry muttered, burying his head further in his arms.
"Its about Seamus. Er..." Harry tried to remember the phrasing Blaise had used. "Who does he play Quidditch with?"
"Sorry?"
"What does he swing?" Dean looked at him like he was off his rocker. "What team--this is ridiculous."
"Draco, darling. I know you better than that. You're practically glowing! Tell Auntie Pansy what happened."
He finally looked up and began counting on his fingers. "One, don't ever call yourself that again. It's creepy. Two, I always glow. I'm Draco Malfoy. And three..." He trailed off for dramatic effect. Again, he was Draco fucking Malfoy.
"Dobby would be happy to help Harry Potter woo Master Draco."
"Mr. Malfoy! What are you doing to my patient?"
Harry blushed wildly, but Draco simply stepped back, a cool mask on his face. "Emotional support."
It was comforting to know his dragon was always in the sky, glowing brightly enough to dust away the shadows of even the darkest moments.
Of course, he refused to play any other position, as everyone knew the Seeker was the most important player, and he was the most important human.
Ron crouched down next to Rose. "You'd better make Gryffindor, alright?"
"Ronald," Hermione warned.
"What? I'm just giving her a quick pep talk."
"What part of 'make Gryffindor or we'll disown you' is peppy?"
Draco, desperate for anything that can possibly help him escape the Dark Mark ceremony he's about to face, casts a spell that has unexpected results.
Some Favorite Quotes:
He picked sullenly at a loose thread in the cushion. He felt like he was unraveling, and related to the couch on a personal level.
Denial was becoming his favorite skill.
Hermione looked at him, keeping her voice to a whisper. "Harry, are you still trying to work out your sexuality?"
Harry couldn't help the crazed laugh that bubbled up from his chest. "No, Hermione, I'm pretty sure I've worked it out."
"And?" Her curiosity was tangible.
"I'm gay as hell," Harry muttered, burying his head further in his arms.
"Its about Seamus. Er..." Harry tried to remember the phrasing Blaise had used. "Who does he play Quidditch with?"
"Sorry?"
"What does he swing?" Dean looked at him like he was off his rocker. "What team--this is ridiculous."
"Draco, darling. I know you better than that. You're practically glowing! Tell Auntie Pansy what happened."
He finally looked up and began counting on his fingers. "One, don't ever call yourself that again. It's creepy. Two, I always glow. I'm Draco Malfoy. And three..." He trailed off for dramatic effect. Again, he was Draco fucking Malfoy.
"Dobby would be happy to help Harry Potter woo Master Draco."
"Mr. Malfoy! What are you doing to my patient?"
Harry blushed wildly, but Draco simply stepped back, a cool mask on his face. "Emotional support."
It was comforting to know his dragon was always in the sky, glowing brightly enough to dust away the shadows of even the darkest moments.
Of course, he refused to play any other position, as everyone knew the Seeker was the most important player, and he was the most important human.
Ron crouched down next to Rose. "You'd better make Gryffindor, alright?"
"Ronald," Hermione warned.
"What? I'm just giving her a quick pep talk."
"What part of 'make Gryffindor or we'll disown you' is peppy?"
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