Drarry. Must I say more?

Draco Malfoy has lost all respect and status in the wizarding world. After the war he lost his wand, his wrist remained branded by the Dark Lord and he had no muggle work experience to find a job. This is a short smutty storey just for you fabulous fuckers

Draco struggles with the pressure to carry out his task for Voldemort while fighting his feelings for a certain someone... Meanwhile Harry can't help but feel something whenever Draco's in the room. A pull, almost. After finding out about the prophecy more weight is put on his shoulders and everyone is depending on him. Will he be able to carry all the responsibility or will it send him over the edge? If you'd rather read this story in French, the translated version is in my profile! If this is not your ship you can get off and swim, if it is then you are amazing! ((Just so y'all know I wrote this forever ago and hate it with a burning passion so read at your own risk because it's terrible))

Eighth year at Hogwarts is going to be boring. That's what Draco Malfoy thinks when the Wizengamot makes attendance a condition of his pardon. After all, after letting Death Eaters into the school, failing to kill his headmaster, and being forced to serve a homicidal madman, how could finishing up his education *possibly* be interesting? Answer: a coveted Transfigurations advanced study position, Minerva Mcgonagall's surprising fondness for him, thestrals, tea with Hagrid, tutoring Harry Potter, Granger and Weasley's excessive PDA, and the perplexing nature of sleight-of-hand double-dates with Harry, Luna, and Ginny. And then, of course, there's righteously indignant (if misinformed) Weasley, Draco's own insecurities and flair for dramatics, and a long-suffering Kingsley Shacklebolt. If I can work in tie-switching and Great Hall relationship reveal I will, because those are some of my very favorite tropes.

in which two rivals return to the school they once called home as professors, and are brought together by the meddling of two trios. © 2017 ↯ plebeians- a harry potter fanfiction

(Harry Potter Fanfiction, I don't own any of these characters! But I have J.K Rowling to thank for that.)Harry finally becomes friends with Draco, Hermione Ginny and Ron doesn't agree with this new and hated person into the group. Harry doesn't care at least they're getting along. Until... A girl named Crystal Winter comes along, and messes up this Fantasy.

The eighth years decide to play Truth or Dare at a party for Interhouse Unity, after a very revealing game everyone is shocked as to what Harry Potter admitted. Unfortunately, Harry was black out drunk that night and doesn't remember anything from the party, and his friends are hesitant to tell him anything. It's a good thing Draco Malfoy isn't his friend... (Also on Archive of Our Own on my account FurbyJones) [Edit: I wrote this when I was 14, so... fair warning lol.]

While wandering through the Forbidden Forest, Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy get into some unfortunate mishaps that lead to a fortunate event in the end.

What is going on in Harry's mind after what happened with Draco in the bathroom. Everything had gone wrong.Harry had never thought that the spell would do that. Draco would never love him now. What was the point of living if he could never be with Draco...

his beautiful body sprawled out in the garden full of yellow, red, purple, blue his long eyelashes laying against his high cheekbones as my eyes skim his soft, yet overlywhelming beautiful face, letting my eyes wander a bit lower to his hands which are laying over his stomach as light breaths leave his pink lips, his body looks fragile, the sun shining onto his face as I take a step closer to get a better look, "hi sunflower"