**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.

My first ever Drarry fic. Put all my heart into this. Hope you guys like it. :) Sorry if it's a bit sloppy. (Former title: Life and Death) 6th Year. 3 years ago. Harry goes to confront Draco in the bathroom after hearing of his attack on Katie Bell. Instead of fighting him, Harry decided to talk things through. What he didn't know was that such a small change could affect their future drastically. Present time. 1 year after battle of Hogwarts. Draco died in battle during the war. And that left Harry devastated. After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry Potter has yet to unlock the powers of the Deathly Hallows. Rumour has that the Deathly Hallows gives the owner the power of life and death. Can he gain this power to resurrect Draco? Or will it all be a lost cause?

BEST: #1 in drarryfanfic - Draco Malfoy's biggest secret is the box of unsent letters under his bed, letters that are addressed to Harry Potter. The war is over and the students are returning for their final year at Hogwarts, everyone's ready for a relaxing year but for Harry and Draco it won't be easy. The two boys who are always at each other's throats are presumed to hate each other but could a single letter change that. All rights for characters and places go to JK Rowling

"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

[BTS yoonmin fanfiction] Jimin is a new student at school. He quickly befriends Taehyung and Jungkook, the Apollos of his school. He is told to by his new friends not to talk to a certain mint haired boy. But will he keep his promise when he discovers the older's secret. _featured ships_ Taekook, namjin ! Warning ! [This story is Boy x Boy. Cover is from webtoon "lost in translation." The covers and photos aren't mine all rights reserved to their respectful owners]

In his previous life, Lu Yao only lived to the age of thirty-five, unable to come out due to family pressure and dying alone. When he opens his eyes again, he finds himself transported to ancient times, not only ten years younger but also with a husband who has broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and an eight-pack. Could there be such good fortune in this world? Just as Lu Yao is overjoyed, he notices that his husband's gaze seems particularly cold, even wanting to divorce him... Zhao Beichuan lost both parents and took on the responsibility of caring for his two young siblings. To provide for them, he agreed to a marriage arranged by a matchmaker. He didn't need his spouse to be beautiful; all he asked was that she be kind-hearted and frugal. The matchmaker painted a rosy picture, but turned around and found him a "flower pillow," someone who looks good but can do nothing else. On their first day of marriage, this person almost hanged himself from the beam of Zhao Beichuan's house. Later, Zhao Beichuan learned that this young man had a lover and didn't want to marry him, yet he had unwittingly become the one to break up a pair of ill-fated lovers. Forced marriages don't last, so Zhao Beichuan decided to let him go, but unexpectedly, this little creature wouldn't leave, always sneaking his hands into Zhao Beichuan's bed at night, saying, "Husband, let me feel your abs..."

Lee Minho's life has always been the definition of perfect-perfect grades, perfect behavior, and a future already planned out for him. Everything is controlled, polished, exactly the way it should be. Han Jisung has never had that kind of life. Moving from house to house, family to family, never staying long enough to belong, always waiting to be sent away again-being a foster kid is the only constant he's ever known. Trouble tends to follow him, whether he wants it to or not. Everything changes when Minho's father brings Jisung home, forcing two completely different worlds under the same roof. Jisung already knows what to expect from people like Minho-rich, distant, impossible to read-but he's used to surviving in places he doesn't belong. Minho isn't. Jisung is everything that disrupts his perfect life-reckless, unpredictable, and far too close-and Minho can't stand it. He doesn't trust him, doesn't want him there, and makes no effort to hide it. But the more they clash, the harder it becomes to ignore the tension building between them. Because some lines aren't meant to be crossed... and some crashes are impossible to avoid.

To cover the traces of his depravity, Gu Xiao constricted himself to the role of a jester while being torn between the idealisation of others and reality. Gu Xiao was a slacker in school, constantly truanting and playing around. Unknowingly, when he gets glued to sitting next to Lan Yuning, the school's top student, a linked past that they never knew they shared, gradually came back to haunt them. These students weaved their way through the tangling threads of familial relationships, financial issues, examinations, and identity while enjoying most of their last high school year. [You killed him.] [If you didn't ignore him that time, then he wouldn't have died.] [It's in the past. If you keep thinking about it, it's only going to do you harm.] [Sometimes I wonder... if you would be happier if I was the one who died back then instead.] __ [I like you.] [Why... Why would you like someone like me...?] ___________________________ Warning: mentions of suicide, homophobia, and domestic abuse THIS IS A SLOW BURN so if you want to read something fast and spicy then this book isn't for you :') Cover: @CASZETTES

Rehane Singh was a force of nature. At six feet two inches, she towered over most, her veiny hands and sharp jawline adding to her intimidating presence. A self-made investor, she had built an empire that stretched across continents. But despite her success, there was something missing-something she hadn't quite figured out yet. Returning to India after years in America, she sought a place that felt like home, something she hadn't experienced in a long time. When Mr. Ahuja, the owner of The Gateways, suggested she stay with one of his best architects, Rehane had barely given it a second thought. A house was just walls and a roof, after all. But the moment she stepped into Anisha's apartment, she knew this arrangement was going to be anything but ordinary. Anisha had expected Rehane to be a reserved and uptight businesswoman, but instead, she was met with an easygoing, fun-loving person who spoke her mind without hesitation. There was an undeniable presence about her, a quiet confidence that made it impossible to look away. Yet beneath her playful demeanor, Anisha sensed something deeper-something Rehane didn't show to the world. For Anisha, it was learning to trust again. For Rehane, it was finding a place where she truly belonged. And for both of them, it was the beginning of something extraordinary.