Draco stared into his eyes. Why was he doing this? Draco thought he had ended their.. Friendship? Whatever it was. "Fuck, Malfoy. You make me fucking crazy." A Drarry story that takes place in the middle of the 6th year. Warnings: Smut. Curse words. Top; Harry Bottom; Draco

In an attempt to improve inter-House relations, Pansy and Hermione plan a game of Truth or Dare for the eighth years. It's not long until rumours begin to fly that something more than just a simple kiss happened between Harry and Draco that night. The only ones who can clear the air surrounding the dare are Harry and Draco themselves...it's just too bad that they are completely clueless as to what everyone is talking about. Highest rank in: #opennovellacontest2019 {#1} #truthordare {#4} #eighthyear {#6} #DRARRY {#219} Harry Potter is copyright © J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros, et al. Kiss and Spell is copyright © 2021 Cora Alexander. All Rights Reserved.

Harry and Draco get locked in a mysterious room at Hogwarts with nothing to do.

FINISHED!!! Based off of this prompt: Drarry AU in which the Slytherins give Draco a 24-hour love potion so he'll fall in love with Harry Potter, and they're all laughing while watching him drink it and wait for him to make a fool of himself . . . and he doesn't act any different. Characters belong to J.K. Rowling

"Everything we say stays in this room no matter what. That means you have to tell me some stuff too." "Alright. Deal." I say while offering my hand to shake. "This is just like bloody first year" he mumbles before taking my hand. "Yes, except this time, I agree." I smirk as I send the other Slytherin a playful glare. Summary: Pov Harry and Draco fall in love with plot Painfully inconsistent updates Disclaimer:I do not own Harry Potter or anything in the universe (obviously) and I don't own any of the art and credit will be giving to the creators. I also do not own any text posts, and credit is either given or I could not find the creator. If you would like your work taken down, just message me and it will be taken care of immediately. Cover art is by Alek.dar on Ig.

Sometimes a witch or wizards magical signature is so completely incompatible with another that they repel one another like magnets. On the other hand, if two magical signatures mesh well together, well there are no stronger relationships in all the world. In a sample of a thousand people, the average witch or wizard will be slightly repelled by four or five people and strongly repelled by only one, at the most. The opposite is true for attraction. But Harry Potter can't kiss anyone at all.

Festina Tempus (Rewrite) -Harry Potter Fanfiction- A rewrite of my completely Drarry fanfiction Potions Class Gone Wrong In short terms - Harry is shrunken down and Draco is somehow saddled with responsibility and takes care of him. One of those fics. Potions was never Harry's best subject. And really, it wasn't his fault Malfoy didn't count the stupid ingredients for himself! This was, in no way, absolutely NOT his fault... Right? Meanwhile, Draco is being stubborn while slowly loosing his mind. He had to be losing his mind. Otherwise, mini-Potter wouldn't look so adorable. Word Count: 31,251 Thank you to my two lovely editors that made this story less shitty and more bearable to read, until I left you in the dust at chapter five, I'm sorry :( @Ang315 @Grimtales234 COMPLETED ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO J.K.R.

"You know what Potter... I think I'll take that offer," Draco began, walking closer towards me, backing me against the wall. "Wait, really?" I looked at him suspiciously. This was the boy who had hated me ever since I declined his handshake when we were 11... and now he was agreeing to help me. Something was up. "Yes Potter. Really. You said you'd do anything and anything means everything doesn't it?" I wanted to interrupt him there, I didn't mean everything, I opened my mouth to disagree but he carried on talking, not giving me a chance to answer. " I can use it to my advantage in the future. Who knows when I'll need it?" A smirk appeared on his lips as he eyed me up and down. I felt naked under his glance as I looked at anywhere except his face. Regret filled me once again. Maybe this wasn't the best plan, maybe I could back out now, and maybe I could just- My thoughts went blank as I felt a pair of soft lips collide with mine. Harry Potter could be considered good at everything.... except kissing. When he finds himself crushing on Ginny, who better to teach him the arts of kissing than the Draco Malfoy? Highest rankings : #1 in #Harry-Potter #16 in #drarry #1 in #youth #2 in #lgbt

"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."