Harry and Draco are in detention. Then one of them gets hurt. What happens? (I suck at summaries so read the one shot to understand) There are several spoilers in the one shot, though. So read at your own risk (but then again, if you're reading drarry, then you should've finished the series already.
"Why did you run away?" Harry tried changing the subject. "You're a coward Malfoy, you know that? You left your friends behind, Pansy and Blaise and stuff." Draco glared at Harry. "Like I said, get your cock out of my arse, will you?" Harry forced a small laugh. "My cock is not willing to go up your arse, as much you...
It's Harry Potter's fourth year at Hogwarts. Is still a mystery how his name ended up in the Goblet of Fire... But what's more of a mystery is, why is Harry so angry that the Durmstrang boys are paying so much attention to Draco!!
NEGTP SEQUEL! If you haven't read Nothing Ever Goes To Plan I highly suggest doing that before reading this! Draco and Harry split up and went seperate ways after the news of Scorpius, and haven't seen each other since. So what happens when Scorpius and Draco turn up on Harry's doorstep one day? We will soon find out.
Harry defeated Voldemort. He done it, then he went back to school. For one last year. But nothing else went to plan for Harry, why should this?
When Draco comes up with an idea to mess with Harry during the Triwizard Tournament, will he be the one who will get burned in the end? Drarry #wattpride #drarry If you're a first time reader, I highly recommend reading the new version! It's posted on my profile!
◆COMPLETED FANFIC◆ Warnings : This book is rated PG-13 for teen use of alcohol, violence and mention of sexual content. If you are under the age of 13 or triggered by any of actions above, please caution reading this book. There's a new law and it isn't a good one. At least not for some students. The new law calls for...
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, ea...