"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}=

Art credit for cover: @MariaHideki https://www.deviantart.com/maria-hideki A Potions accident gone wrong leaves Harry and Draco holding hands for a month. The two enemies are forced to share a room, sit at tables together, and share classes. Tensions rise, but will the two prevail? And can they become more than just enemies? Polish translation by @MissTranslation2019 Spanish translation by @sunflower_milk Chinese translation by @Hanna-liu on LOFTER Burmese translation by @Yamonesue1994 Italian translation by @lady_malfoy07 Persian translation by @TaraPotterHead Portuguese translation by @Katheriny-San072

A postwar fic where Harry barely speaks anymore, and no one understands him the way Draco Malfoy does. One apologetic letter written by Draco will change the course of both of their lives. Mentions themes such as PTSD, trauma, and depression. Read with caution, but this will be a lighthearted fic for the most part. Mentions of modern day elements you've been warned! Cover made by @Dragonfirehyun ! I don't own the rights to Harry Potter or any aspects of the movies/stories, however I do own the rights to all ideas that I have come up with. Highest ranking: #1 Drarry - 6/9/21 #1 Drarryfanfic - 6/15/21 #1 Dracoxharry - 6/15/21 #1 Harry - 8/22/21 Started: May 17th, 2021 Completed: July 24th, 2021 Milestones: 200K - October 11th, 2021 300K - January 14th, 2022 400K - April 24th, 2022 500K - July 24th, 2022 600K - October 21st, 2022 700K - February 14th, 2023 800K - May 30, 2023

After being married for 20 years, Harry Potter finally admits to Ginny and himself what he's always sort of known: he's gay. He starts to see Draco in a different light, but nothing is ever easy for 'The Boy Who Lived': the war has left him scarred. Harry's name is all over the news again as people try to figure out why he and Ginny divorced. He doesn't know how to tell his children that he's gay and ends up distancing himself from them. He places his trust in Draco, but will that turn out to be a mistake? Takes place after all the books and Cursed Child (only a few small things have changed like some side couples and Hermione didn't become Minister). Spoilers for all 7 books. TRIGGER WARNINGS: depression, PTSD, suicide (these warnings are labeled at the beginning of chapters), (some) profanity and sexual content (PG-13). I do not own Harry Potter, any of its characters or any images. All writing, however, is my own. COMPLETED Word Count: ~35,000

"You feel like everything," Harry murmured against his mouth. "Like I've been waiting to come back to this my whole life without knowing what this even was." Draco clutched him tighter, almost angrily, "You don't get to say things like that." "Why not?" "Because I want to believe them and I don't believe in things Harry, because if i do, I never let them go." Harry looked into those stormcloud eyes, those long lashes, that mouth now kiss-bruised and honest,"Then don't." It happened in the middle of a duel. Anger flaring, magic surging, a spark too wild to control. One second, they were rivals. The next-they'd swapped scars. Harry Potter now wears the Dark Mark. Draco Malfoy bears the lightning bolt. What starts as confusion spirals into something deeper-because the scars aren't just physical. They pulse. They react. And as Harry and Draco are forced into a quarantine to contain the magical forces that go out of control every time they get far. This isn't a love story. Not at first. This is a story of fear, of inherited pain. Of enemies who share more than they ever meant to. Of skin that remembers, and touch that transforms. Never expect more than survival. Never expect the scars to disappear. Until maybe-just maybe-they do. Because when the line between hate and longing blurs, When scars fade with every truth told- What's left is something terrifying. Something real. Something like love. I dont own any of the harry potter characters, i just sort of make it into a bit more gay porno with a great plot! x Caution x This story begins with unresolved trauma, magical scars, emotional repression, and unspoken desire. It may seem like enemies with too much tension-but trust the process. The arc is slow, tender, and ultimately redemptive. Trigger warnings: • smut • Emotional intimacy • Lgbtq themes • Slow-burn romance • Canon-typical angst

Harry was a librarian. He loves books. He loves the genre of Romance. Harry always wanted to visit the city of love, Paris. He had no intentions to make his life into a romance himself. But little did he know he would reunite with a "friend" of his from school that would lead to a Romance later on. - 362,747 words total okay so to clarify some things this is my first ever writing piece I've made and I put a lot of effort into making it so I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. Also in this book there will be many of the people who died in the hp books and movies alive here there will not be a list of who but there will be some alive characters that were not alive in the books and movies. :) Also there will be some added characters that are not from harry potter so stay tuned for them ;) btw there will be smut draco top harry bottom 😌

"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."