What happens when the Hogwarts train breaks down and Harry has to share a compartment with the Slytherin he loved but hated?

"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."

Drarry. Harry and Draco return to Hogwarts for their eighth year. Their rivalry seems to have fallen apart, and perhaps, with the help of a ball, and not-so-unfortunate rooming circumstances, that fractured rivalry will turn into something new.

"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!!)

"Correct me if I'm wrong, Harry- but did you, or did you not, stare at him across the seas of tables in the Great Hall, and always manage to find him in the uttermost impossible crowds?" "No." Harry seethed, his face flushed red. Yes. Ron continued on with evident glee on this face as if he hadn't heard him. "Did you, or did you not, constantly accidentally bump into him in corridors?" "No," Harry said firmly. Yes. Hermione was in fits of giggles now. It was obvious they had wanted to do this a long, long time ago. --- It was two years after the war, the Dark Lord was defeated. While the wizarding world finally went back to peace, Harry's life was in chaos- in a totally different way. ✧✧✧✧✧✧

It started with the spin of a bottle, and now Harry and Draco have gotten themselves so far into their own game there's almost no way out again. Except to keep playing. Drarry fic! Explicit sexual situations depicted.

Title: Irresistible Poison (Chapter 01) Author Name: Rhysenn Rating: PG-13 Spoilers: PS/SS, CoS, PoA, GoF.. Written between Goblet of Fire and Order of Phoenix. Genre: Slash, Drama Era: Multiple Eras Main Character(s): D, H Ship(s): None Summary: A Harry/Draco SLASH romance. Under the influence of a love potion, Draco learns that poison doesn't always bring death -- there are other ways to suffer and live. Chemical emotion runs feverish as Harry and Draco discover the intoxication of love. Written by a remorseless slash girl *g*, this story explores the intricate relationship between Harry and Draco. Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

"Why did you run away?" Harry tried changing the subject. "You're a coward Malfoy, you know that? You left your friends behind, Pansy and Blaise and stuff." Draco glared at Harry. "Like I said, get your cock out of my arse, will you?" Harry forced a small laugh. "My cock is not willing to go up your arse, as much you'd want it to." Oh, two can play this game. Harry was sounding much more like a Slytherin now. This was more fun than he expected. Draco grimaced. "That's disgusting Potter. Trust me, I wouldn't sink that low to sleeping around with someone that practically drinks sperm for breakfast." (This story isn't some sappy fluff. Has actual pretty interesting plot) Please leave feedback/comments, all will be appreciated!!!

Harry decides to prank Draco after a game of Quidditch. Desiring for Draco to go mad, he waits for him in an empty classroom. However, as soon as he realizes Draco wants to vent his anger in different way, he appears to be rather withdrawn and insecure - despite the fact he highly likes it. Does this mean Draco has more guts than Harry, after all? They decide to create a distance between them. After not seeing each other for months, they meet by utter chance. They are tensed, confused, and ready for a fall now school starts again. How will they manage, now shadows are trailing behind them? Draco, obnoxious and knocked with daddy issues. Harry, now insecure and put on edge - knowing he's the chosen one. EDIT: The first few chapters were written when I was around the age of 13. My English has developed over time. The first story is finished and ready to read throughout. The sequel is currently added and being updated as frequently as possible. Please enjoy!

It's Harry Potter's fourth year at Hogwarts. Is still a mystery how his name ended up in the Goblet of Fire... But what's more of a mystery is, why is Harry so angry that the Durmstrang boys are paying so much attention to Draco!!