"Mr. Malfoy, where are you going? You just woke up from a great fall after all, I'm sure your friends can come here, instead of you going to them." Who was Malfoy? Oh right, it was probably him. A little bit late, he realised that he should have told her about the complete memory loss since he had no idea where he was going to go once he left the hospital-like room. On second thought, maybe making a scene would have actually been a good idea. Well, it was too late to turn back now. "I will just be going out for a little stroll...around. I must admit that I am in dire need of some fresh air. My, how long did you say I was out for again?" He put his hand to his chest like it was an absolute travesty to have not been told. "I-uh...four days, Mr. Malfoy. You were out for four days." "Well then, I shall be going now. Toodaloo!" Madam Pomfrey stood completely frozen for a long moment like this was the exact opposite of what she expected to happen when Draco woke up. "Mr. Malfoy, wait!" The witch eventually called out, but Draco was already out of the door. Draco wakes up in the hospital wing having no idea who he is and how he got there. Turns out he fell 20 feet down the stairs and got his memory wiped. What else could go wrong? Meeting Harry Potter definitely was fun, but can he figure out who obliviated him and get his memories back? Or will he be stuck like this for the rest of his life? Drarry story Draco is best friends with Pansy, Theo, and Blaise This story is a mix between being fun and being angsty, so be prepared for sudden jumps between light and dark (I can't help how my brain thinks, just roll with it) For teen and up audiences. TW: Mentions/implied reference of child abuse and only a splash of language There will be warnings at the beginning of a chapter if necessary. The cover is the result of me being supremely bored. Yes I know it sucks but that's kind of the point because I am no editor, just ignore it as best as you can

Slowly Malfoy's gaze travels up his body until he's looking him in the eyes. The moment their eyes lock, Malfoy's cheeks and neck flush beautifully to a bright red. Now Harry's sure. Malfoy wants this too. "Get into the showers," he rasps out, before he's going to assault the blonde beauty right here. ----- 11k words Very smutty drarry fanfic Non-native writer, so feedback is welcome! All characters owned by jk Rowling Please don't republish elsewhere

"You want to know what I taste like?" I say, leaving my mouth slightly open. I can feel Malfoy's breath on my lips. He doesn't answer, but his breath hitches as he looks down. "You really want to know?" "Just do it," Malfoy barks. "So I can have some fucking peace." "I taste. . ." I start, leaning in. Malfoy closes his eyes, his brows furrowing, and I chuckle at the agony of it. ". . . Like dirt. Mud, even. And does the Slytherin Prince really want to get his lips dirty?" --- This fanfiction is cringey. *Draco MalfoyxOC* *Mature Content* *Messy Ass Plot* *Theodore Nott Supremacy*

Enemies, Friends, Lovers Harry never knew those three words could be synonymous, but his sixth year at Hogwarts has challenged everything he has come to know. Draco Malfoy , who Harry had loathed for five years, is now progressively preoccupying his every thought. Harry doesn't know why his mind keeps creeping into these forbidden fantasies, but he knows it needs to stop. Because if there were ever a time appropriate for Harry to fall for Draco Malfoy, it certainly wasn't when the wizarding world was crumbling to pieces. Note: I wrote this when I was twelve, sorry for the poor writing :)

Harry Potter, the Chosen One, the savior to the wizarding world, hasn't talked to anyone all summer. He has to go back to Hogwarts to finish his 7th year, but all he wants to do is disappear. Draco Malfoy, the death eater, the bastard no one likes, is also going back. He used to be like Harry, wanting to disappear, never be seen again. He's trying desperately to help himself and Harry at the same time. On the train ride to Hogwarts, they find themselves in the same compartment, and become friends. Can these two broken souls save each other before it's too late? I DO NOT OWN HARRY POTTER!!! All characters belong to J.K. Rowling, the terf. TRIGGER WARNING!!! There will be strong mentions of self harm, eating disorders, suicide, ect. Do not repost on any other website/account without my permission.

Harry is broken. Broken by years of war and abuse. Broken by the burden of unwanted fame and the heavy price that came with it, and he's not sure how much longer he'll be able to take it. That is, until he finds Draco Malfoy, bruised and battered in a compartment on the train back to Hogwarts. Suddenly Harry has a reason to live again. Their friendship blossoms into something more and life starts to seem less impossible. When their love for each other is tested and the world tries to tear them apart, they struggle for their right to a happy ending. This is my first story on Wattpad and only the second book I have ever finished. I've poured my heart and soul into this, and only hope that you find it as rewarding to read as it was to write. The idea for this book came from @I'veBeenMade and all characters (for the most part) belong to JK Rowling.

It's been 6 years since the war. Harry and Ginny broke up soon after, and he's living a peaceful quiet life finally not having to fight the bad guys. He still gets nightmares, and blames himself over lost loved ones. Draco Malfoy took to becoming one of the best healers in history. Living in the manor with his mother being the one patient he can't help. Harry gets shocking news and suddenly their paths are intertwined, but Harry is keeping something from everyone. In fact only one person aside from himself knows, will it change them forever? Disclaimer: sadly I don't own Harry Potter or any of the characters all but the story itself belongs to JK Rowling #3 on HarryxDraco #like8 on Drarry #5 on romione

*completed* *** Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, A smile, A kind word, A listening ear, An honest compliment, Or the smallest act of caring. All of which have the potential to turn a life around *** AN: mature content! Please don't read if your not comfortable with anything concerning, - Abuse - Unwanted sexual assault (rape) - Self inflicted pain/ self hate - Explicit content I am not egging anyone on who's going through any of these things I'm just merely a Harry Potter fan who loves Draco malfoy (he's soo cute) please no hate I know I'm not the best at writing :'D Disclaimer: none of the characters are mine (unless stated otherwise) they belong to our queen JK Rowling. Only the plot is mine! Enjoy!! ~Infinite Rankings- Number 2 in #eigthyear out of 28 stories Number 4 in #anguish out of 828 stories Number 83 in #hurt-comfort out of 1,000+ stories Number 42 in #drarryfanfic out of 1,000+ stories Number 343 in #drarry out of 1,000+ stories Number 947 in #dracomalfoy out of 1,000+ stories

In which Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy unravel their complicated relationship for one another in a house game of truth or dare. • Draco suddenly leapt back, "we-I'm not gay." He panted. Harry ran a hand through his hair, panting and feeling hot all over. "No?" "No absolutely not. I-well. No." Draco stumbled, a hard look on his face. "Besides, I hate you. Potter."

"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."