Soulmates Aren't Just Lovers [Harry Potter, Drarry, Gregory Goyle/Neville Longbottom]

Soulmates Aren't Just Lovers by XxTheDarkLordxX

One cannot choose their soulmate; the lack of a choice should be something that’s talked about. It should be something that is explored in depth, and not shoved under the rug. The name inked to Harry's skin didn’t define his future. The curve of the letters didn’t control his life. No one was going to be the deciding factor but him. The right to choose should be widespread, and Harry was going to fight for that, he was going to scream until the world started listening.

I have never really figured out what I think about soulmate fics. Like.. Bear with me. Like, on one hand, there is this perfect person for you. This one person who will compliment you, help you, be there for you and they are just the perfect for you. And the same goes the other way around. You are perfect for someone in every possible way and you will be super happy together.

But the thing that actually makes it weird is that there are seven fucking billion of us on this planet alone. Then there are aliens and other whatever in another galaxy. So the chances of finding that perfect one (or two or three or trillion) for yourself is pretty much impossible. Someone did the math for this once and it was pretty depressing math (also, it didn't include other planets and lifeforms).

So on this side, there is pretty much zero chance on finding the perfect person (lifeform, whatever) for you. But then there is the downside. Like there is the trauma that any person can come against in their life. They could get abused, end up in war and so on and so on. If this person was perfect for you and he becomes insane or violent after the trauma that they have come, what happens then? Are they still perfect for each other or does that change the board and the people get new soulmates?

Also the whole thing with just one soulmate. Is it just the one and if that doesn't really work out, that's it? That's all your happiness in life and everything went shit. Yea I know, shit happens. But soulmates are fairytales that don't actually make any fucking sense in the long run.

So basically. Fate should know what happens with your life, all the tragedies, all the happiness, all the places you will be and still be able to find that one? Yea. Maybe fairytales. But still doesn't really make that much sense just say that yea fate says this so this makes me happy. No free will, no takebacks. No nothing. Everything in your life has been decided even before you were born or even before anyone was born. Because that is the only way soulmates could even work.

That is why I have not made up my mind about soulmates. In a nutshell.

This fic is pretty much a huge fuck you to the whole soulmate idea. In a way. They still value the whole soulmate idea and how they could be perfect for each other because of fate. And they are trying to show that they still had a say in this whole business and how they want it to work, but only because they have the power to make it or not. And I liked that.

Maybe the whole concept has more flaws and way too many holes, but it sounds pretty. And maybe that's why I want to promote the one fic where everything is under a question but still making some sense. So this is my kind of soulmate fic. Yup.

And thank you for having the patience to read this far. So please. Go and read the fic. You will love it.

Base Notes [Harry Potter, Drarry]

Base Notes by Sectumsempra

Draco is in the potions classroom, brewing something, as Harry reports for detention.

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He comes close enough to the cauldron – from which smoke now rises in spirals, the surface gleaming like mother of pearl – and this time when he catches the scent, he recognizes it. ”Wait,” he says. ”You're making perfume?”

Malfoy looks at him with a raised brow and a strange, lop-sided simper. ”What perfume?” he asks, which seems like an odd question.

”The one you're always wearing, isn't it?”

As their eyes meet now, the expression on Malfoy's face, hard to place as it is, makes Harry wish he hadn't spoken.

”No fucking way.”

Sneaky Snape. No, wait. I'm not still sure if Snape was sneaky or not. Probably. At least I love the idea and would totally go and investigate it more if I can find more stories about sneaky Snape. Yup.

The rest of the fic is just fluff and two stupid boys being dumb. Okay. They may have an actual conversation in here somewhere. Blink and you will miss it. Or not really. The whole fic is more about them actually talking and not just hexing and fighting. I am not 100% sure if you can call that peacefull conversation but its a start with these two. Yup.

Thats it. Have fun!

The Right Way [Harry Potter, Drarry]

The Right Way by dreamydrarry

Adrian Pucey doesn't know Draco half as well as Harry does.

And Draco deserves so much better.

This goes straight to that category "weirdest fics I have read". Not the way because you would think but for a completely weird reason.

The whole fic feels like a dare. I dare you to propose to someone you haven't even thought about that way before. I dare you to actually mean it. I dare you to get them to say yes. Something like that. Well. Maybe not 100% like that, but pretty close.

Part of the weirdness is also the part where I don't really remember how it all began, I only remember how it ended. It just got out of hand so fast that it was pretty much downhill from there. It kind of felt like a rehearsed conversation but at the same time, it felt totally natural and something like brain fart.

Weird as fuck. Awesome as fuck too. So totally worth it. Seriously.

You Are Not Alone [Harry Potter, Drarry, Ron/Hermione]

You Are Not Alone by Juh_Nunes

Draco dreaded going back to Hogwarts after the war. He was sure this would be his worst year yet: the school hated him, the Slytherins have abandoned him, and his dorm was overrun with Gyffindors. There was no way anything good could come out of this mess, right?

I have been sitting here the past hour and trying to re-read this fic. Why? Because I don't know what I want to say about this fic. The thing is, I want to say something and tell you about this awesome story that is really slow-build (you blink and you miss it kind of thing). But at the same time, something is going forward every second of the fic.

Yea. Draco is outcast and so is everyone else. Harry is avoiding everyone and Draco just wants to study in peace. Hermione tries to fix everything. Ron is just Draco's roommate. And there is maybe going some threesome with the gang. Maybe. At least Draco is having fun with the idea and Harry is pouting.

Somewhere there are Blaise and Pansy and Greg and all the rest Slytherin students. And maybe they are just trying to live to the next day, just like everybody else. But they survived, they are trying to get better, trying to find their way in life. Something, something, something.

And maybe this is 20 000 words of peace and studying and avoiding. Maybe this is the 8th year story where everything is just quiet and nothing happens. Maybe this is the school year that every year before this one should have been. Maybe the world is so weird for them because they are not used to the normal world.

The thing is. War changes things. War affects people. And this is the story where veterans try to merge to the world without war and maybe they are successful in that. Or maybe not. But they are trying.