It's the 8th year of Hogwarts, Harry has PTSD and is isolating from everyone. The few people that came back all share a common room and they have to share dorms. Harry has been acting quite weird and Draco is trying to figure out what's wrong. Draco is the only one who can calm Harry down from a panic attack or nightmare which brings them close... See what happens next :) WARNINGS: Self harm, talks of depression, and self hate.

Literally, inseparable. Disaster hits. After a spell gone wrong, they discover they're bond together for the next week. Without being able to be touched, and without the ability to move further then a foot apart, Draco and Harry have to figure out how to live with each other. However, they soon discover its much easier then they thought. Harry learns he's more then welcome at the Slytherins table, and Draco doesn't seem to hate him as much as he used to. Could years of loathing actually just be childish squabbles? Did they actually just need more time to understand, and speak to each other? Was this the beginning of a new friendship, or something more then they ever could have dreamed? Heavily inspired by 'Hold My Hand'. Same sort of concept, but not the same writing or quotes. So yeah, credits here! ^^ Warnings: Violence, Strong Language, Sexual scenes. Updating every day except Friday (that's my catch up on writing day) Chapter length: 1000-1500 words

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Author: Cassis Luna In which, Draco drinks a potion that allows him to see through lies. Harry, evidently blamed, must help him through the effects of the potion. For the first time, they see one another in a different light. DISCLAIMER: I do not own the plot nor the characters. This fan fiction is created by Cassis Luna, on fanfiction.net, just here to spread a beautiful story to others. All credits to J.K Rowling.

Title: Irresistible Poison (Chapter 01) Author Name: Rhysenn Rating: PG-13 Spoilers: PS/SS, CoS, PoA, GoF.. Written between Goblet of Fire and Order of Phoenix. Genre: Slash, Drama Era: Multiple Eras Main Character(s): D, H Ship(s): None Summary: A Harry/Draco SLASH romance. Under the influence of a love potion, Draco learns that poison doesn't always bring death -- there are other ways to suffer and live. Chemical emotion runs feverish as Harry and Draco discover the intoxication of love. Written by a remorseless slash girl *g*, this story explores the intricate relationship between Harry and Draco. Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.

Draco and Harry once again find themselves fighting, but what happens when Draco's spell goes wrong, and he has to take care of an even younger Potter? (I want to say that this isn't my book i'm just rewriting it for the one who had it posted on their account for they deleted it.)

After the Second Wizarding War, the wizarding world slowly merged with the Muggle one. Peace flourished. Equality became more than just a dream. People rebuilt, they healed. But not Harry Potter. Despite the peace, Harry carries an emptiness he can't explain. Something-or someone-is missing. The battle is over, the darkness gone, but he wakes up every morning with a strange ache in his chest, a phantom pain that no healer can mend. He tries to live. Tries to move on. Works at the Ministry. Spends time with friends. But he doesn't feel whole. Draco Malfoy vanished after the war-without trial, without a goodbye. No one has seen or heard from him since. Everyone thought he fled. Harry thought it was for the best. Until one day, deep in the Department of Mysteries, a locked report surfaces during a routine audit. It's marked classified and magically sealed under Harry's own name. Inside is a memory. And in that memory, Harry sees a dying version of himself... and a terrified Draco Malfoy cradling him, whispering a forbidden incantation-magic that merges their life forces, binding them together so subtly, even death didn't notice. Draco saved him. But more than that-Draco forgot him. Intentionally. The spell demanded it: to give Harry life, Draco had to erase everything about himself, to disappear completely. New name. New identity. No past. Now, Harry knows what he's missing. Who he's missing. The search takes him across continents, tracking magic signatures, broken trails, and faded remnants.

From the moment Harry Potter was born, six-year-old Draco Malfoy claimed him in the only way a child could-with unwavering possessiveness and quiet devotion. As years pass in a world where ancient magic meets modern charm, Draco gives Harry everything: protection, affection, and a love too deep to name. Harry, sweet and shy, grows up wrapped in Draco's silent promises. In a story filled only with warmth, softness, and an unbreakable bond, watch as a love written in the stars unfolds-tender, gentle, and entirely theirs.

At a modernized Hogwarts where magic and technology coexist, Harry Potter never expected to catch feelings through DMs - especially not from someone he doesn't even know. When a mysterious Instagram account, @notadragon.x, starts sending him thoughtful, charming messages, Harry is intrigued but confused. The stranger seems to know everything - from what he wore at breakfast to how he scowls when studying. It's weirdly sweet... and oddly familiar. What Harry doesn't know is that behind the account is Draco Malfoy, who's trying - and failing - to be brave enough to talk to him face to face. Afraid of rejection, Draco hides behind his screen, flirting from the shadows and slowly falling harder with each reply. As the digital friendship deepens, secrets grow heavier. Will Harry figure out who's really behind the messages? And when he does... will he still want the boy on the other side?

Have you ever thought for one second, that I've felt something towards you, other than hate, Potter? There's a fine line between love and hate. But I wouldn't necessarily call it love. Maybe lust. Anyway, it's impossible. You hate me. We're enemies. It's merely impossible. •• Trigger warning: mentions of self-harm, eating disorders, etc. [Highest achievements #3 in #Fandoms, #1 in #Drarry] I dont allow translations, sorry!