Harry Potter is back for an eighth year. Now that Voldermort is dead, he expects time to forget the chaos of the past few years. Instead, he finds something very different waiting for him, when an old rivalry comes back to haunt him, in a very different way than expected. Draco Malfoy has changed. But Harry is yet to figure out, exactly how. (completed!)

Lucas Sawyer has gotten used to being forgotten. His twin brother Mark, captain and star quarterback, everyone's favorite, gets the spotlight. Lucas doesn't drink, he doesn't smoke, he doesn't go to parties. His life is safe and logical, and that's exactly how he likes it. But when his brother's football rival and worst enemy, Damien Castillo, starts work at the same small bakery, everything changes. Damien is Lucas' worst nightmare: an arrogant heartbreaker with a bad reputation, who threatens to ruin all his careful plans. Lucas hates him. Right? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This story was inspired by @hipstateasee's "Knight", and I have her permission. All credit to her for the great premise!

UDOSTĘPNIAM Opisu brak, bo autor go nie dodał. Tomarry - Harry Potter x Tom Marvolo Riddle

Albus Potter po burzliwie spędzonych wakacjach wraca do Hogwatu, by rozpocząć piąty rok nauki. Nieoczekiwanie okazuje się, że zostaje on Prefektem.16-latek cieszyłby się z tego powodu, jednak jego przyjaciele wpędzają go w kłopoty. Do tego Prefekt naczelny - Scorpius Malfoy, nie uważa, żeby Potter nadawał się do spełniania tak odpowiedzialnej roli.

Harry and Draco are both starting as Hogwarts professors at the same time. Their students quickly start to get a slightly different impression about their relationship than Harry and Draco have.

"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 clenched his fists. "Prove it," Harry snapped, glaring into irises of stormy silver. Cover by: @D4y_Dr3am (their art is amazing!!)