𝕋ℍ𝕀𝕊 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝕆ℝ𝕀𝔾𝕀ℕ𝔸𝕃 𝕊𝕋𝕆ℝ𝕐! ℝ𝔼𝕎ℝ𝕀𝕋𝔼 𝕀𝕊 𝕌ℙ ℕ𝕆𝕎! When Draco turned 16, he would find out that his life was anything but normal. He would experience things no one else would. Left desperate, he seeks the help of someone who would end up not only becoming his lover but becoming his source of life as well. When the line between pain and pleasure blurs, is he willing to risk everything to stay by their side? 𝕽𝖆𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗 𝖘𝖊𝖝𝖚𝖆𝖑 𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙, 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖓𝖌 𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖚𝖆𝖌𝖊 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖛𝖎𝖔𝖑𝖊𝖓𝖈𝖊

(on break due to school) Soon to be 15-year old Veela, Harry Potter (Aka The Chosen One), has dreamed of many things. Freedom from his abusive "family". A way to shut out the endless insults and self-doubt. Release from the constant responsibility that came with being the Chosen One. And of course, he's dreamed of finding the love he'd been deprived of his whole life; ya know, just like any normal person who's loved ones kept dying on them. Someone to throw him a lifesaver and save him from the dark sea of his ever-worsening pain. But never in his wildest dreams, could Harry have imagined that that someone would be him. A certain, blonde-haired, arrogant, pureblooded, boy, to be exact. And Draco most certainly didn't imagine to feel the same way either. ( this my first actual fanfiction so please be nice) I do not own characters or the cover art I was inspired by some fanfiction I found on FanFiction.net (I forgot the name) and a bit of The Rise of the Drakens (really, really good FanFic) I update when I want...

Harry and Draco have successfully dated for 2 years, and Harry decides that it's time to come clean about it to his friends. When dinner time with Slytherins and Gryffindors turns into a bet of how the couple got together-Draco and Harry reluctantly divulge the story of how they became Auror partners and then started dating. "You tell the next part." "Hm? No. You're doing just fine," Draco refuted. "But you know the part that happens next; I was barely conscious for most of it!" "Barely conscious? What ever were you doing, Potter?" Blaise questioned in amusement. Harry flushed slightly with a scowl. "Hey, it wasn't MY fault." Post-Hogwarts Drarry!