|Instagram/Texting| It's obvious Harry and Draco fell for each other. Is it really though? [Started: 13.02.2021] [Finished: 14.11.2021]

Just a Regular Harry Potter Insta Fic; -Drarry -Romionie - maybe others -open to suggestions DISCLAIMER: the characters do not belong to me, they belong to J.K Rowling but this is my own story

While the wizarding world were led to believe that Harry Potter was treated like a prince, the reality was much worse. It was a shock for Draco to realise the other 11 year old in Madame Malkins' wasn't simply uninterested in him, but couldn't speak. He was even more shocked to discover that this child was none other than Harry Potter, someone he had been expecting to be as cocky as Snape had told him James was, not this small, shy, mute boy. From that moment on, Draco swore to himself that he would protect the smaller of the two, even if his parents disagreed with his decision.

"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."

"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

This is book 2 in the Mute series. First book has the same title as the series. Harry is doing much better now that he's never going back to the Dursleys, and that Dumbledore wouldn't be able to touch him anymore. Natasha and McGonagall had done a sweep through Hogwarts multiple times to make sure any spells Dumbledore had left were removed. Unfortunately, after Predawn started acting a little too guilty, Harry started to hear whispers in the walls, whispers that were talking about things that made Harry's heart pound in his throat, and his blood run cold from fear.

(COMPLETED) °dracomalvoi : pansy are you up °dracomalvoi : you won't believe who potter talked to earlier °harryjp : malfoy? " DRARRY SNAPCHAT AU " + I N F O S ❏ portrayed by fancasts that aren't the original actors ❏ my username was 'vloedemort' ❏ all characters belongs to j.k. rowling ❏ contains profanities ❏ always vote along whilst you read, please. i see u lol - started : 13/10/17 ✰ finished : 30/12/18 ❍ highest rankings ° #20 / #socialmedia ° #1 / #snapchatau ° #1 / #drarry ° #1/ #hp ° #5 / #snapchat ° #30/ #harrypotter © verdilac / vloedemort / mitha anind / 2017

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.

Agony. White hot agony that seemed to burn every inch of him, itching to get him to rip his own skin off, but he couldn't move, he couldn't even scream, but he could vaguely hear people laughing at his torment and quiet whimpers from beside him. Harry woke up with a start, gasping for air, he had been having those dreams a lot recently, and they always made him tremble as though the pain still lingered, making him feel like there was something wrong with his body in a way he couldn't exactly describe. Looking in the mirror he saw the same boy he had always been, but there was something wrong, something off. Harry wasn't sure how much more of the Dursleys he could take, and these dreams weren't helping matters. He wasn't even 13 yet, but he was already counting down the days until he went back to Hogwarts. Book 3 in the Mute series.