"soon you will see that others are more superior than others, Potter. I can help you there" Draco said putting his hand out, Harry smiled and lightly took his hand and shook it "just don't be rude to people who have a different blood status" Harry said looking up into the blonde's beautiful icy eyes "i'll try, Potter" he said and they gently dropped hands. ;)

**COMPLETED** Cover made by @ZaraIsNotHere **TRIGGER WARNINGS** -HOMOPHOBIC REMARKS -MENTIONS OF PHYSICAL ABUSE ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️: All original characters owned by J.K. Rowling. The only characters I own are the original characters I have created and the plot. Draco Malfoy, the Saviour of the wizarding world, has always felt out of place, but when his seventh year begins and his view on a certain black-haired boy is turned upside down and inside out, he figures that it's better to make friends with his arch-nemesis. Harry Potter, the most despised person at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, finds nothing wrong in the way he acts until his seventh year when a pestering blonde with annoyingly amazing eyes helps him overcome life long struggles that he could never shake on his own.

If there's one thing that Draco Malfoy yearns for, it's seeing Harry Potter in pain. How that happens, he doesn't care. When Potter's name is pulled out of the Goblet of Fire, Draco sees it as the perfect opportunity to fulfill his greatest desire. Except Saint Potter has luck swimming in his veins. He needs to be distracted... And the best way to do that is to make him fall in love.

Its the sequel to 'Let's Help Each Other' Its about life after the war. I don't know where its going to take me, but i'm just going to go with the flow I DON'T OWN JK ROWLING CHARACTERS

When two rivals are forced to speak, so as to not die of boredom, a mutual friendship is born. But when Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter both reveal secrets that not even their friends know, they strive to help each other in any way possible. It starts off on the train ride home after 6th year (This is a story my friend and I made together by role play texting, but I'm going to make it in bookish form. This is an original story) Btw abuse alert at the beginning of the story I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR PLOT JK ROWLING WAS AMAZING, IM JUST ADDING GAYNESS

"Did I just see you kiss Draco Malfoy?" Ron asked, eyes wide. "Of course not, are you insane!? I was whispering to him how much I hate him..." Harry responded. "Is that Malfoy's quidditch jersey?" Hermione questioned. Harry rolled his eyes. "I lost a bet."

Draco Malfoy is a veela. He has to keep this a secret, but more importantly he has to find his mate. From the moment his inheritance kicks in at seventeen, the more time he spends without his mate, the more pain he will endure. I know this is a really crap description but the story itself will be better I promise!

"Why does the room reek of Malfoy's cologne?" "This is Amortentia, Harry. It's a love potion. It smells different to everyone depending on what what attracts them." ~ Based on a tumblr imagine ~ < not entirely appropriate. its not dirty, but people tend to go into this unprepared. y i k e s. > ={COMPLETE}=

"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."

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