Às vezes, quando você não quer acreditar em algo, sua mente ajuda você a se enganar. É um mecanismo de defesa. Mas chega uma hora em que isso deixa de funcionar e você é obrigado a olhar e encarar a verdade, seja ela qual for. E eu não conseguia entender a verdade inevitável que via diante de mim naquele momento, pois parecia impossível acreditar que exatamente o que eu estava procurando esteve bem diante de mim o tempo todo. Parecia irreal mas, quando olhei novamente, eu entendi. Soava completamente impossível que dentre tantos e tantos tons de Azul errados... Eu havia encontrado minhas estrelas... No Azul dos olhos de Draco Malfoy.

Harry is late to potions class and gets seated beside Malfoy for a potions project. Each pair has a specific potion they must brew that causes a different emotion. When Draco and Harry realize what emotion they got, things take a turn right into sexual. (Will have smut) (Unedited, has spelling errors)

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.

A Drarry fanfiction based upon a simple question - what if Draco had met Harry in a different way to how it happened in the books? I try to follow JK's basic storyline so it seems similar to the books and movies, but with some differences (obviously) to make the Drarry happen.

[Posted at Archive of Our Own/AO3] "I hate you, Malfoy." Harry stared at his counterpart's eyes for a while after he said that. For a moment, he saw Draco didn't look like he'd hit Harry hard or knock him dead to the ground. If he was honest, Draco looked like he was taken aback and oddly lonely for a fraction of a second, eyes full of regrets and withered hope. "I hate you too, Potter."

"Do you trust me?" "With all my heart." ***** What if it WASN'T Ginny Weasley who sent Harry Potter a musical Valentine in his second year? What if a simple prank sparked a special friendship, or even something more? But the relationship is more fragile than glass, threatened by emotions, darkness and enemies drawing ever closer. Will it survive? Or will it shatter under the pressure of war? And let's not forget that Valentine's Day still comes around every year... ***** First published: 14/08/2014 Completed: 09/03/2020 Highest ranks: #38 in Fanfiction (20/12/2017) #13 in Drarry (23/02/2020) #215 in LGBT (12/06/2021) #1 in Harry (03/01/2022) #1 in Valentine (27/08/2020) #2 in Prank (19/01/2021) #4 in Angst (02/03/21) ***** "Love this chapter. Well, love any chapter. This book is amazing!" ~ @Rikke95 "THIS IS THE CUTEST AND MOST ADORABLE DRARRY FANFIC EVER! AND I REALLY LOVE HOW THIS ALL FITS TO THE ORIGINAL STORY! THANK YOU!" ~ @psychopathfangirl ***** I don't own Harry Potter, any characters, or the pictures on the cover, but this is MY story so I hope you will appreciate that and not replicate anything that doesn't already belong to JK. I will be taking aspects from the films AND the books, but not all events will be exactly the same nor in the right order to fit with my story. I can't promise regular updates - writer's block (a LOT!), social life (not so much), work (up to my ears), etc. Nevertheless, hope you enjoy! :-) OCCASIONAL TABOO LANGUAGE, MILD SEXUAL REFERENCES AND DARK THEMES - VIEW AT READER'S OWN DISCRETION

Ser atingido por um balaço é duplamente ruim quando este acontecimento faz você perceber que está apaixonado. * A história se passa no 5 ano* * Universo sem Voldemort* * Essa história já está sendo publicada desde agosto no Spirit*