Harry thinks "Why is Malfoy working in a coffee shop in muggle London?" is a much simpler question than, "Are you going to accept that auror offer and, if you don't, what will you do?"

BEST INCEPTION FIC EVER.

Or, "on the tip of the tongue."

Arthur meets Mal first. He inherits Dom, after. Everything else is on him.

Arthur has been his editor from the beginning. Eames says he won't work with anyone else, and what Arthur will never tell him is that he would cut anyone who tried.

"Ah," Yusuf says, lifting a reproving hand, "are we calling less than 24 hours of memory loss amnesia now?"

Arthur suffers from OCD. Eames finds out and tries to play the hero. Or something.

Arthur likes boys, and Arthur likes girls. But the one thing that gets him hotter than anything else is intelligence. Suffice it to say: he doesn't think Eames is his type at all. But then something happens that puts the two of them alone in a brand-new setting, and Eames just switches on on a whole new level that Arthur's never seen before.

Arthur's plans for his life are very detailed and predictable, just the way he likes it... until Eames comes along.

College AU

How YouTube almost, maybe, possibly ruined Arthur’s life and improved Eames’ one thousand times over.

Eames is a high-end thief. Arthur is a private investigator hired to catch him.
Ridiculous events ensue; something like love happens somewhere along the way.

eames gets a dog named arthur, who is a girl, and meets a person named arthur, who is not. university au.

-ANGEL OF SUITS

Based on this graphic and the attached prompt: Arthur has a deep, dark secret that he will never tell anyone. Beneath that smooth, hard exterior, he is secretly afraid… Terrified, because his subconscious wants him dead.

When Mal leans into his office and asks Eames what he did to his back, he can't exactly say, "the new graphics intern," so he says, "Oh, just stress, love."

(Yoga AU)

When the reconciled Black sisters go on holiday together, Andromeda entrusts Draco, rather than Harry, with five year old Teddy Lupin for three weeks. Harry is convinced she made the wrong choice, and he decides the way to fix this is simply to keep turning up at the manor and refusing to leave Draco alone.

Politics, economics, social commentary, international relations, mature characters, complex relationships, intellectual comradeship, working together to achieve a common goal, sharp dressers, snark, banter, armchair sex, wall sex, desperate kissing, orgasm denial, playful biting, Machiavellian intrigue, wizard banking, Potterverse ghosts and goblins, pursuit, subtle seduction (i.e. life-saving and/or political acts that can be interpreted as courtship), and frivolous decadence, preferably with the boys as adults.

Feminism/Race/Gender

Novels and shiz I need to read.

Five years after the final battle at Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy has been paroled from Azkaban and works nights as a janitor at The Daily Prophet. Harry Potter, recently married to Ginny Weasley, is training as a Healer at St. Mungo's. One wastebasket=one head injury=our story.

When the long-missing Draco Malfoy turns up at a Ministry field hospital with amnesia, bitter Auror Harry Potter must confront the shadows of their shared past to shed light on a potentially deadly mystery.

Features: OoTP compliant.

There's only one cardinal sin for a whore.

Features: Semi-epilogue compliant.

He lights a cigarette across the pub, his hand cupped to his mouth as the tip sparks to life in a faint orange flare, and my breath catches.

One damned accident involving one too-lucky curse, and suddenly you'd think he was five again, with their Harry, be carefuls and their quick Levitating charms ready the instant the potion gives way and his rebelling hands lose hold of whatever's in their grasp.

"You've always been obsessed with Malfoy, Harry. That should probably tell you something."

Features: Past H/D relationship, Luna, Seamus/Dean and other characters.

Using Real Psychology in Your Writing.

Harry staggers under a burden of grief, trying both to remember and to forget.

(i don't know the ending)

In the mornings Draco makes the tea. The bedsprings squeak as he shifts and swings his feet off the left side of the bed. His shoulders roll forward as he sits up and scratches at his chest. His eyes are barely open as his feet scrabble along the floor seeking out his slippers, one green and one red, a Christmas gift and a concessionary house alliance.

http://www.obsessedmuch.net/dysfunctional/lover.html
http://www.obsessedmuch.net/dysfunctional/tea.html

HBP compliant.

Draco and Harry become snared in a trap, but they're not alone. Love guides our path for reasons we can't always understand.

They know each other, heart and soul, and even as enemies, they cannot help loving each other the same way. But it changes nothing.

Draco Malfoy is waiting for his real life to begin, and it appears that he's not the only one. Coffee, charity, and the wisdom of the elderly.

They say that when a person loses one of their senses, the others heighten in an attempt to make up for the lack. I think he must have been one of mine. I notice such insignificant things now that I never had before. I can almost taste the sunrise, like vanilla and tangerines blended into one smooth, delicious, summertime kiss. I sit in the park across the street from home, watching the day begin. The sun peeks over the horizon in a futile attempt to catch a glimpse of the night sky that is now retreating in its presence, for no two things so entirely opposite could ever coexist in the same place at the same time...I wonder how that escaped our notice for so long.

After a difficult breakup, Draco finds himself dragged to the land of magic, law, and natural wonders where, of course, nothing goes as planned.

Harry's Hunter S. Thompson. Draco's his attorney. It's the Tenth annual Victory Day and there's Journalism afoot.

Tired of only being the Boy Who Lived, Harry disappears after the war, leaving only a mysterious letter behind. Five years later, Draco and his unlikely friends go on holiday and find magic where there is none and more on a mountain in Africa.

Potter is playing. Frolicking. Something like that. With that beautiful snowy owl of his, who has feathers the colour of the snow piled in the courtyard. Everything is blinding white except for the owl's brown beak and Potter's black cloak sprawled lounging against the fountain and Potter's black hair.

Acropolis: http://byblythe.livejournal.com/2695.html

Enfants: http://byblythe.livejournal.com/2932.html

There’s a shop which Draco Malfoy is far too curious about; there’s a war Astoria Greengrass doesn’t understand; there’s a second chance Harry Potter is willing to give. There’s a history, a past, a present, a future. A beginning.

I promise to think before I act.

Features: HBP compliant.

Harry is about to discover that the steepest learning curve comes after Healer training, and that second chances can be found in unexpected places.

Draco's never been one to sort out his feelings with strangers-but fatigue and a pushy waitress be just the right combination

In trying to become a better person, Harry seeks the help of a certain professional.

Harry makes coffee and Draco is a blood traitor, but that's not really what this is about.

Draco's rendition of the Love story that never was.

Features: OoTP compliant.

“No,” he says and touches his swollen eye. “No, Harry, you wouldn’t.” He smiles at you and it’s sad and there is something terribly final about it and he says fondly, “You always were a bit thick.” He leaves.

A cottage in Surrey, hot summer days, and the countryside slowly turning golden underneath the hardest drought in twenty years.

One good turn always deserves another. Apparently.

The mind can create a Heaven of Hell and a Hell of Heaven. Draco and Harry had definitely not planned to fall in love, but their love is stronger than either of them expected.

Features: War, GoF compliant.

In twenty-four hours, the Ministry will take your life. Until then, I'm all yours.

Harry can't sleep, Draco won't sleep. Harry can't stop staring, Draco won't stop running away. And Harry is starting to think that somehow, it's all connected...

Some fights aren't worth it; others show you what IS worth it.