"Face it Malfoy, you're a bloody coward." Harry's smile was gone, replaced by a menacing scowl. While he was talking, he had made his way back to Malfoy, who was now standing in front of him, seething with anger. "I. Am. Not. A. Coward," Malfoy said darkly with gritted teeth. His knuckles were turning white as he cl...
in which two rivals return to the school they once called home as professors, and are brought together by the meddling of two trios. © 2017 ↯ plebeians- a harry potter fanfiction
We were supposed to be enemies. I was supposed to loathe him with the entirety of my being and he was supposed to reciprocate. I was supposed to make his life a living hell and he was supposed to grin and bare it. We weren't supposed to fall in love. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ I do not own any of the characters...
Harry starts receiving letters from a secret admirer. (Unedited, spelling mistakes may occur)
"How am I supposed to be a better person, when all my life I've buried the last bit of good in me?" Harry's life changes completely when he accidentally becomes responsible for the nearing death of Draco Malfoy (Fifth Year)