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.

[ COMPLETED] Keith's jaw dropped as his heart stopped. The electricity flowing through him felt like static as he turned to Lance. Lance's arms were around him quick, pulling him close and lifting him up. Keith saw Lance spin him around but he couldn't feel it. He was numb. He felt like he was watching it happen from someone else's point of view. He saw how deep Lance's eyes were and how wide his smile was. Keith ran his hands through Lance's hair, trying to capture this moment forever. He couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled out of him. He was so happy, and felt so warm and numb. The moment was surreal, just him and Lance. ... Keith and Lance have been "friends" since high school, but everyone sees them more as rivals. They can't stand to be around each other, but when their jobs bring them closer together, Keith sees Lance in a different way and Lance starts feelings things other than anger. {Cover done by my wonderful friend Avie, @damnallgoodnamesgone check out her work!}

A small town murder happen. In a small town in Killington Vermont, a body of a sophomore in high school girl turned up in the woods by a canal. With corrupt cops, another 15 year old girl is forced to discover the identity of this murderer who the town has named The Snowy Night Killer.

"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!!)

It's 8th year and the Battle of Hogwarts is nothing but a memory. Almost all of the survivors come back to study for and complete their N.E.W.T.S. But what happens when Ron casts a spell that goes horribly wrong and forces Harry and Draco to talk. But talking soon leads to friendship between the two, and friendship soon turns into something more...

After Draco Malfoy is stripped of his wealth and the right to use magic, he is hit with a curse that he couldn't block or undo. St. Mungo's refuses to help a former Death Eater. He is blind, alone and penniless. But he survives, begging on the streets of Diagon Alley. He has his routine, but the new constable stops by on his six-month patrol beat. One Harry Potter, who doesn't recognize his former nemesis, but takes an active interest in making sure he is taken care of. What will happen when Harry finds out who the local beggar is and will he be able to help him? Cover is a modified one I got from @srjain777 The full awesome pic is on ch. 65 in Broken Podic available at Spotify from @PumpkinUwUPie / yourlocalrayofsunshine https://open.spotify.com/show/7u0nOAZzXSIRHEZ5ihxRLI?si=PLleQnLmQJa8nRJnMhP0PA Spanish translation in progress from @darrymivida at: https://www.wattpad.com/story/388603796?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname=jschulte

"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."