"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 cl...
In which a Slytherin boy returns to Hogwarts after the second wizarding war with flower tattoos covering his dark mark and streaks of blue in his platinum blonde hair. A Drarry Fanfiction © Ericka | 2017
Draco and Harry once again find themselves fighting, but what happens when Draco's spell goes wrong, and he has to take care of an even younger Potter? (I want to say that this isn't my book i'm just rewriting it for the one who had it posted on their account for they deleted it.)
The survivors of the Second Wizarding War return to Hogwarts after a summer of rebuilding and healing. Harry had been offered a position for Auror Training, which he quickly declined in favor of one final year with his friends at Hogwarts. He hoped that the year would bring nothing but normalcy and quiet as he begins...
It started with just seven steps to try and win Potter's affection, but life and relationships are rarely as easy as a checklist on a piece of parchment.
When Harry returns to Hogwarts after the battle, everything has changed. Houses have been abolished and relationships have ended. Mandatory therapy is required alongside their normal classes. Everyone has changed... including Draco Malfoy. Once arrogant and haughty, he's now a shell of his former self. If anyone can...
"Why do you keep avoiding me, Draco?!" "'Cuz i don't deserve you, Harry." . . . . . A Drarry fanfic set in the 8th year of Hogwarts. contains: Drarry boyxboy a few mature scenes fluff angst lgbtq+ Self harm Low vocabulary Disclaimer: i do not own Harry Potter in any way whatsoever, don't sue me or whatever, thanks...
"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...