Found that in IG so I thought I'd give it a shot. :3 Enjoy reading!
fluff, fake/pretend relationship, prank
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Redemption.
Harry Potter, the Saviour of the Wizarding Word had given Draco Malfoy, a former Death Eater and his mother a chance to redeemed themselves when he testified for them at their trials with the Wizengamot. The blond Slytherin teenager was hesitant when Harry came up to him one day, smiling tiredly, holding out his wand back to him. "Thank you, Malfoy. Your wand had been very faithful to me to defeat Voldemort."
Harry sheepishly scratched his head. "It was weird to me because I never cast Expelliarmus to you to take your wand. I took it from you just like that. Oddly enough, sometimes I felt like your wand is trying to speak to me as if comforting me when I feel dread about something. I spoke to Ollivander," he explained. "He said that you must've been willing to give your wand to me even if you were left defenceless. Had you?"
"I guess," Draco looked down to his feet, body tense. "I remember thinking that I couldn't let you die in my house, that I would help you escape no matter what without looking suspicious and get myself killed instead." He shook his head with a tiny smirk. Potter, even if you change your appearance entirely, blond hair, brown, black eyes, blue, I'd still recognise you by heart."
Harry watched Draco walked away. His heart felt too large in his chest.
"I'd still recognise you by heart," the words echoed in his mind as he walked to the nearest Apparation Point to go to the Burrow. That night, Harry thought to himself, "I guess I'd recognise you by heart if you changed your appearance too, Malfoy."
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He was there to help Hogwarts. Harry had stuck to him when he noticed some of his friends and schoolmates were glaring at the youngest Malfoy. He looked healthier than when Harry last saw him. His body was still lean and delicate-looking but there were a few spots where it filled out well like his thighs and arse. Not that Harry was looking, of course.
He no longer looked tired or deathly pale. His hair was longer than before, reaching past his shoulders, tied up in a messy man bun like he had seen Sirius do sometimes. It looked good.
Over time, Harry had reached his sudden growth spurt as well until he was now a little taller than Ron. His body filled up with fat and muscle on the right places like his biceps, his thighs, his arse and his abs. Hermione thought that maybe having a part of Voldemort's soul inside of him delayed his growth spurt by a mile. Harry felt good with his body.
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"Malfoy," Harry nodded at him.
"Potter," Draco rolled his eyes.
"Gentlemen," the Headmistress sighed in a tiny bit of exaggerated frustration at those two. "Before we start our feast, I have a few announcements to all of you. First of all, welcome to your Eighth Year of school. Initially, as you all know, that this year never existed in Hogwarts before and this is an exception for all of you because of the war that hindered your studies to take your N.E.W.T.S. in Seventh Year."
"Will we be staying in our previous dorms, Headmistress?" Hermione asked and the elder woman shook her head. "You will be appointed to another wing of this castle as your new dorm. Since there will not be enough space to put you in your previous houses, this year, you will be living together in one Common Room where I named it House-Unity." Their school robes suddenly changed into a purple shade with a House-Unity logo.
