TEN REASONS WHY I LOVE YOU HARRY: (From Draco's POV ~ cont...)
6. Draco had always pictured his own magic as a well, deep and cool. He’d always known that Harry was more powerful, and so had imagined Harry’s magic as a sprawling lake or a rushing stream. He was wrong. Utterly, entirely, completely wrong. Harry’s magic was like an ocean, a sea in storm, a tempest, wild and capricious and boundless, and Draco could have gladly drowned himself in it, sunk down to the bottom and drunk it all in and let it consume him from the inside out.
He shuddered as he remembered the sensation of being immersed in Harry’s magic, how it felt to pull it in until it saturated every inch of him. He still couldn’t believe it, couldn’t believe that Harry walked around with that inside him and acted like it was somehow normal. That he laughed at Weasley’s stupid jokes and drank overly-sweet tea and made futile attempts at taming his horrible hair, and all the while he had that tempest raging inside him. All Our Secrets Laid Bare by firethesound
7. "Roll over." And Harry was using that voice. It was the voice that said "I killed the Most Evil Dark Wizard of all time, so if I say jump you say how high?" It was also the voice that when it said "suck my cock," caused Draco's knees to buckle without any conscious effort on his part. It tended to get a lot of use for that. The Blame Game by eidheann_writes
8. Draco’s pulse drummed across his entire body at the sight before his eyes. Harry was huge. At least nine and a half, if not ten inches, and fat and wide and just…fucking…perfect. Big dick, come quick by calanthe_fics
9. "Because it's Harry Potter in an Auror uniform, about to suck me off," Malfoy replied, looking annoyed at being forced to explain himself. "What part of that triumvirate of wank fantasy-worthy material do you not get?" Father of the Bride by novembersnow
10. "I love…it - every single wonderful, funny, selfless, endearingly clueless, speccy Gryffindorish inch of it." Some Kind of Wonderful by taradiane
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Re: HARRY'S THREAD
Date: 2014-02-07 07:13 pm (UTC)(From Draco's POV ~ cont...)
6. Draco had always pictured his own magic as a well, deep and cool. He’d always known that Harry was more powerful, and so had imagined Harry’s magic as a sprawling lake or a rushing stream. He was wrong. Utterly, entirely, completely wrong. Harry’s magic was like an ocean, a sea in storm, a tempest, wild and capricious and boundless, and Draco could have gladly drowned himself in it, sunk down to the bottom and drunk it all in and let it consume him from the inside out.
He shuddered as he remembered the sensation of being immersed in Harry’s magic, how it felt to pull it in until it saturated every inch of him. He still couldn’t believe it, couldn’t believe that Harry walked around with that inside him and acted like it was somehow normal. That he laughed at Weasley’s stupid jokes and drank overly-sweet tea and made futile attempts at taming his horrible hair, and all the while he had that tempest raging inside him. All Our Secrets Laid Bare by
7. "Roll over." And Harry was using that voice. It was the voice that said "I killed the Most Evil Dark Wizard of all time, so if I say jump you say how high?" It was also the voice that when it said "suck my cock," caused Draco's knees to buckle without any conscious effort on his part. It tended to get a lot of use for that. The Blame Game by
8. Draco’s pulse drummed across his entire body at the sight before his eyes. Harry was huge. At least nine and a half, if not ten inches, and fat and wide and just…fucking…perfect. Big dick, come quick by
9. "Because it's Harry Potter in an Auror uniform, about to suck me off," Malfoy replied, looking annoyed at being forced to explain himself. "What part of that triumvirate of wank fantasy-worthy material do you not get?" Father of the Bride by
10. "I love…it - every single wonderful, funny, selfless, endearingly clueless, speccy Gryffindorish inch of it." Some Kind of Wonderful by