Blaise Zabini Nobody really understands who or what he is. Yes he is a wizard, but maybe he is something much, much more. Muggle music to him is....an outlet. A surge that keeps the creature at bay. Many people don't know or understand what he is but...neither does he. Read through as you watch Blaise's life unfold as he discovers things about himself and finds that his mutual respect for a certain ginger....isnt what he thought was just that....mutual respect. (Unfinished) Disclaimers: 1. I don't own the plot for this story, most of it belongs to @depressoanimetomboy. 2. I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters in this story, they all belong to J.K Rowling, though I do not support her. 3. I do not own any of the pictures or the cover used in this story, those all belong to their rightfull owners. Thank you so much @depressoanimetomboy for giving me this story to write and I hope I wrote it to your standards. Also, thank you @Amaura1406 and @SaraBobara for helping me figure out where to go with this story.

Harry Potter became the Auror the entire wizarding world thought he'd be, and when he stepped down to work in the Missing Persons Department, no one understood why. Then one day, the case he's been dreaming of lands on his desk: Draco Malfoy, the Boy Who Disappeared. Draco Malfoy has no clue his rival is slowly snaking his way towards him. Having fled Europe in pardoned disgrace, he'd made his way to America, where he became the youngest ER Doctor in his hospital's history. The MUGGLE hospital's history. When two paths collide, what kind of fire will be sparked? JK ROWLING OWNS ALL THE HP CHARACTERS

A Drarry Story. Ginny Weasley shakes up the sensibilities of the Wizarding World to the core when she quits professional Quidditch to become a muggle fashion model. One of the first people she's meets at the Milan Fashion Week is the missing Draco, now using a pseudonym. Question is, can she get Draco and Harry together?

Harry comes into work one day to find a box with a baby owl inside sitting on his desk, and a note from a mystery well-wisher. Drarry/Harry Potter Fanfiction. Post Hogwarts AU, pre-relationship fluff. No smut. 4.9K words.

A Drarry Story. Draco is struggling with living at home with his parents after the war, his only entertainment becomes winding his father up about his sexuality. He is desperate to get a job, anything, just to let him escape from the Manor. A mysterious new restaurant is opening up on the corner of Diagon Alley and Horizont Alley, it's quite the talk of the town and, in his desperation, Draco applies for the position of Maître-D. A Drarry Story. Contains strong language. No smut (though some references). Just fluff.

On a regular Friday night, while his dormmates are out partying, Draco Malfoy received a curious letter- from an anonymous admirer. What would happen when Draco decides to write back? Will he find out who they are in the end? After eight nights of owling, strings of events connect and blossom ✿ ♡♡♡♡♡♡ Hogwarts, Eighth Year.

Draco tumbled out of a distantly familiar bed in a panic. What was he doing in the Manor, in his eleven year old body? How did he travel back in time? Where was his original self? While searching for answers, he's roped into helping Gryffindors and ends up questioning his past. Even though he's trying to return to his timeline, it might be good to try fixing his old mistakes in this one, right?

16 Year Old Tom Riddle realized that with his return came a few...complications. Mainly being...Where was he going to stay, how is he going to survive...and more. All answered when a boy snatches his arm after his exiting the chamber and proceeds to question him, and help him in the same manner. Draco Malfoy. The boy was more than useful, and his family would also be incredibly useful. Tom was curious. Unable to help himself, he decided to begin to press himself, to try and get closer to the boy...after all...it was amusing how the rest of the Malfoy family were both terrified, honored, and shocked at such things.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, Harry- but did you, or did you not, stare at him across the seas of tables in the Great Hall, and always manage to find him in the uttermost impossible crowds?" "No." Harry seethed, his face flushed red. Yes. Ron continued on with evident glee on this face as if he hadn't heard him. "Did you, or did you not, constantly accidentally bump into him in corridors?" "No," Harry said firmly. Yes. Hermione was in fits of giggles now. It was obvious they had wanted to do this a long, long time ago. --- It was two years after the war, the Dark Lord was defeated. While the wizarding world finally went back to peace, Harry's life was in chaos- in a totally different way. ✧✧✧✧✧✧