The survivors of the Second Wizarding War return to Hogwarts after a summer of rebuilding and healing. Harry had been offered a position for Auror Training, which he quickly declined in favor of one final year with his friends at Hogwarts. He hoped that the year would bring nothing but normalcy and quiet as he begins to move on. Draco had been pardoned after Harry Potter testified in his and his mother's defense during the Trials. He had been released from Azkaban on the condition that he return to Hogwarts and complete his final year. It would serve as part of his probation. With his father awaiting the Kiss and his mother a permanent prisoner in their own home, Draco struggles to find himself as he picks up the pieces of his life. This chronicles their Eighth and Final Year at Hogwarts. *I don't own Harry Potter. All rights belong to JK Rowling. This is a fan-fiction. Drarry / Eighth Year / boyxboy / fluff / angst / smut (you've been warned!) 😘

The Dark Lord has finally been defeated. All Harry Potter wants is to finish his last year at Hogwarts and live a normal life like any other wizard. But that can be challenging when you're the saviour of the wizarding world, and when your eighth year at Hogwarts changes everything. These characters are owned by JK Rowling. I only own the writing and plot. It's canon, aside from some (very) small changes that probably won't go noticed. @m-blackhart designed this beautiful cover, i love them smmm This will be a drarry (Draco and Harry) story. This story mentions PTSD, eating disorders, and depression. It will also include self harm, suicidal thoughts, and suicide attempts. If any of these topics are triggering for you, I would advise you against reading. #1 in fanfiction 05/21/21 #1 in dracoxharry 02/20/21 #1 in drarryfanfic 01/13/22

8th year Drarry Harry has never had a good home life, but the young savior has never failed at keeping that secret. After the war everything is finally catching up to him and Harry is struggling to grasp at the last of his sanity. Blaming himself for everything and feeling isolated from his loved ones, he struggles to keep going. Nobody seems to notice, let alone care about what's happening, until someone does... Who sees what's really happening and can they help him through while dealing with everything in their own life? Trigger warning ⚠️ - depression - cutting - suicidal thoughts *DISCLAIMER* I don't own any of the characters or places, only the plot, the rest belongs to JK Rowling and Warner bros I own the cover, I drew it myself, please message me for permission to reuse

When Harry rejoins Hogwarts in an extra eighth year, Hogwarts has changed. For the better probably, but it takes some getting used too. When someone decides to start a support group, to help people with the trauma from the war, Harry's hardly interested. When he realizes who runs the group, those feelings change. A sort-of slowburn, alternate ending, multi chapter fic I'm writing!

**COMPLETED A potion's mishap thrusts Draco and Harry together and binds them until a cure can be found. Despite hating the man... Harry finds something akin to attraction starting to form. Well, they always did say love thy enemy. Or neighbour. Honestly, it doesn't matter.

An accident leaves Draco and Harry bound tightly together. Literally. *This is a book for MATURE readers. *I DO NOT OWN THIS BOOK. I SIMPLY PUT IT UP HERE FOR THE ENJOYMENT OF OTHER READERS BECAUSE IT WAS UNFINISHED ON WATTPAD SO I FOUND THE REST AND PUT IT HERE.

"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}=

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."

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!

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.