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."

In a world magically altered so that every touch between soulmates leaves a fleeting mark of warmth on bare skin, Draco Malfoy's meticulously structured life spirals into chaos. The phenomenon had always seemed a distant myth to Draco, until he discovers that Harry Potter, the infamous Boy Who Lived, is not just a thorn in his side but possibly much more. As their final year at Hogwarts unfolds, the marks of their unintended touches lead to undeniable heat, both literal and figurative. With Harry's notorious disregard for personal space, each accidental brush of skin forces them to confront the reality of their bond. Draco must navigate this new, heated dynamic with his rival while dealing with the impending pressures of a post-war world. Can they move beyond old grudges and accept the marks they leave on each other, or will their story be just another tragic tale of what could have been?

During summer vacation after his fifth year at Hogwards, Harry can't stop thinking about something he overheard Draco say... that Draco has a crush on Harry... maybe even more than a crush. Now Harry is obsessed with making sense of it all and he can't wait to get back to Hogwarts to confront Malfoy about it. But will he do it? Will he be able to? Of course none of that changes the hatred he feels towards Malfoy, nothing could lessen it, but Harry'll discover that maybe something else can coexist with hate. All my works are posted mainly on: AO3: archiveofourown.org/users/iguer and Tumblr: ikvero.tumblr.com

draco gives him the faintest of smiles. he rips apart from harry and stares into his eyes. harry's eyes contain the world's amount of love, affection, worry, and hope towards his boyfriend. draco feels that he can go through anything as long as harry's beside him. "i love you." he whispers back, leaning into harry's chest once again. "i love you too. so much." harry responds, lifting the sheets and shifting his body weight to get comfortable. ~~~ DISCLAIMER (yw!!): kissing, smut, and GAY PEOPLE!! 😱😱 this is my first fanfic so thanks for reading😔🥰 love yall, knock yourself out!

Famous Harry Potter, The Boy Who Lived, the Hero of the Wizarding World, is confronted with a problem. Draco Malfoy has been obliviated on his watch by an attack from two suspicious wizards. Now it's his responsibility to make sure Draco Malfoy doesn't get hexed every other day. No matter how mental things may seem, it's a job the Golden Boy has been put up to, and for some reason, this might not be as bad as he thought it was going to be. Things are brewing though, and somehow, having to take care of Draco Malfoy is the least of his troubles. Reviews- "I loved this book thank you so much for making this!" -@CoRrUpEd-Ayadin "This was one of the best fan fics I've ever read!!!"-@Danathinks "This was really good!! The story's adorable."- @Hikmet0 "THAT STORY WAS AMAZING, I LOVED IT!"- @Nightblossom28 "ONE OF THE BEST DRARRY FICS I'VE EVER READ" -@Malfoyeet "THIS STORY WAS AMAZING!!! I absolutely love it! So good!! ...great story, great plot, I loved every minute of reading it! 😀Definitely gonna request this to my friends 😀"-@I-know-the-tea -Completed-

Harry Potter has always been the golden boy, the hero of the wizarding world, but behind the fame, he feels hollow. With his name unexpectedly drawn from the Goblet of Fire, Harry begins to question the life he's been living-one filled with expectations and false friendships. Tired of pretending to be someone he's not and fed up with those who only see him as their savior, he chooses to forge his own path. As Harry distances himself from Ron, Hermione, and Dumbledore, he finds solace in the most unlikely of places-Draco Malfoy. Together, they navigate the turbulent waters of the Triwizard Tournament, discovering what it means to have a life worth living and a pride that is truly their own. Amidst betrayal and rivalry, Harry learns the power of choosing his own destiny, no longer shackled by the chains of others' expectations.

Headcanon Premise: Harry and Draco were always in love or at least attracted to each other, even during (and partly because) of Draco's bullying. This story is 99% canon-compliant and fits in as supplemental material for the original books. Toxic love story with a happy ending. Hogwarts Years 1 - 8 ⚠️Hogwarts Era smut⚠️ [Available also on AO3 and FF] This is a Harry/Draco romance set in the canon HP universe, covering all seven years of schooling as a series of Memory Vials. This fic is presented more like Deleted Scenes than a Rewrite, following the plot of their romance instead of Harry's quest to defeat Voldemort. Everyone is mostly in character (hopefully), and Draco is the troubled little shit you know and love but with more dimension added to his character. A movie depiction might be preferred in my version, but it's recommended you read along with the original books to avoid loss of context, unless you read them already, which should be enough. This fic is roughly 99% canon compliant, while allowing for artistic license and changes here and there, also scrapping the original epilogue. Content Warning: language, smut, mature themes and situations, alcohol/substance use, homophobic bullying and harassment, conversion therapy, dark themes, morally ambiguous situations, tactical omniscient head-hopping, and pretentious poetry. I'm American, so expect Americanisms, but I did my best to use British-English where it mattered most. Constructive feedback is welcome.

"Ugh.." Harry groaned. "What happened?" Draco asked "I-... I really want you to fuck me..." Harry said, looking fraught into Draco's eyes. After a few seconds Draco answered as his head started to get filled with fanaticises, heart with desire and eyes with lust, "I know... believe me when I say this pottah, I want me to fuck you too." Draco and Harry have found themselves in this current predicament After a potion-gone-wrong-insident, where Draco and Harry have a arrangement. Never expect more than sex for this month and don't expect a future. Harry is a sex toy, a salvation, a thing Draco is using because he can't seem to forget what he had. Or so he thinks. After many situations, it's at the breaking point when Harry understands why Draco didn't like the idea of love. It's was because Promises get broken Hearts get infiltrated Love gets ugly And above all, it hurts. Love hurts x Caution x This story comes off kinda toxic so it may seem to you that it isn't for you, but please trust me, the story ain't what if seems, read it will the 9th chapter. It may seem too intence for you, but it will change. Trust me. And please read it. Trigger warnings! Eating disorder Sexual scenes Lgbtq reference Self hate Fuck buddy

Harry was not at all excited to start school again. He was not ready for all the "dark lord" talk to start up again. Back at Hogwarts harry walks into a familiar blond, only to find out that they can hear one another's thoughts, only to find that this means they are mates. After a long struggle the boys soon express their feelings for one another and have no problem in the hole school knowing. Ginny is not happy with this and thinks she should be the one harry falls in love with. She goes beyond crazy to find ways to keep harry from draco. the two boys soon find out they are not normal everyday wizard's but also are hybrids, harry with cat like features and draco with wings. this turns into a submissive and dominant relationship forcing the boys to take great chances to look after one another THERE ARE A LOT OF MISTAKES AT THE START OF THE STORY I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS THEY BELONG TO JK Rowling

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 :)