《Sequel to Impossible, rewrite》 Draco and Harry have been traveling the muggle world for three years now - but what will come when the years of avoiding their problems catches up to them? The couple is caught in a twist of unfortunate events, which seems to just be purely based of Harry's luck, doesn't it?

Have you ever thought for one second, that I've felt something towards you, other than hate, Potter? There's a fine line between love and hate. But I wouldn't necessarily call it love. Maybe lust. Anyway, it's impossible. You hate me. We're enemies. It's merely impossible. •• Trigger warning: mentions of self-harm, eating disorders, etc. [Highest achievements #3 in #Fandoms, #1 in #Drarry] I dont allow translations, sorry!

Harry hates Draco for ruining his life like that. Draco has a mad crush on Harry, and Harry decides to prank him bad, to make him regret all he did to him, his life, his friends. Draco really falls for Harry and eventually finds out it was all just a big fat fake! Drarry, HPDM, Draco bottom, Suicide, Heartbreak, slash, must read, sad ending.

"You know what I think?" Harry leaned across the table. "I think you're afraid. You don't take risks like us Gryffindors." He scoffed. "Please, you Gryffindors are all wand-waving and no spell." Harry grinned, settling back into his seat. "Not me. I always follow through." "Prove it." Harry stood up and walked around the table. He leaned over Draco, one hand no his chair and the other on the table. Their faces were a mere inch apart, so close that Draco could see flecks of brown in his emerald eyes. "I don't see any follow-through," Draco taunted. And then Harry kissed him. Harry's hands fell to his shoulders so quickly that Draco teetered on his seat. Draco reached up and grabbed Harry's shirt in an attempt to catch his balance which resulted in the two boys falling to the ground with Harry on top. Harry's cheeks were red with embarrassment as he tried to get up. All he managed to do was knee Draco in the leg. Draco put his hands on Harry's hips. "Stop. Let me." In one fluid motion, Draco flipped them around so he was kneeling above Harry. "And for future reference," Draco smirked, bringing his lips down to brush against his. "I'm always on top."

"You were my miracle, and you saved me in every way imaginable." In which a hatred turns to a friendship, and a friendship becomes something more. ** this fic is completely unedited, rushed, and truly not thought though and slightly embarrassing but for some reason is getting a lot of reads