Cover by @m-blackhart WARNING this story is not really finished it ends theres no real cliffhangers but it doesn't feel like a nice satisfying ending sorry lol The students return to retake their seventh year, like in every Drarry fanfiction ever. Blaise and Neville hit it off immediately, and Ron and Pansy definitely have a thing for each other. It starts with a game of Truth or Dare, and leads to Draco and Harry, despite trying over and over to be happy, constantly being torn apart by homophobia, jealousy, and fake bitches. Complete with stupid chapter names by yours truly. Humor, romance, pain, and redemption. Which will win out? Also Seamus is extremely gay for Dean, but we already knew that.

"Do you know why people like violence? It is because it feels good. Humans find violence deeply satisfying. But remove the satisfaction, and the act becomes...hollow..." - Alan Turing Harry had spent his 11 childhood years being abused by his aunt's family. He had wished he didn't exist, but all of that had changed when Harry met a certain man... Could Harry find a more peaceful life? Or would he be pulled into an evil plot? Read to find out. All the characters are not mine, they are J.K.Rowling's. I'm really not good at descriptions, but anyways, please enjoy.

Draco Malfoy has to find his mate before it's too late. Little did he know that he already met his mate, a long time ago. Disclaimer:- I do not own Harry Potter. All rights go to J. K. Rowling.

What really happened after the battle of Hogwarts.

Harry Potter stolen away from his relatives house, and Draco Malfoy the only witness. There would be some explaining to do, if Severus managed to save the brat in time.

We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided To some Slytherins, the only person who can beat a Slytherin, is a Slytherin. So imagine their surprise when Harry Potter - golden boy, boy-who-lived and the poster child of the light - gets sorted into the house of his mortal (immortal) enemy... There's a split down the middle and the battle begins. Light vs Dark... Good vs Evil... so what happens when you're in the middle? After all.. the world isn't black and white... is it? Disclaimer: I own none of the character or setting or anything from Harry Potter - That is all the wonderful J.K. Rowling's. I own the plot and anything that you don't recognise.

Harry Potter, The-Boy-Who-Lived, is saved from the Dursleys, and grows up with the Four Founders of Hogwarts. He is tought by them until he reaches the age of eleven, when he goes back to his own time and is thrown in to a whole new world. I got some of this idea (the 'growing up with the Founders' thing) from another fic-for the life of me I can't remember who it's by, and what it's called, so if you know, please tell me-but the rest I came up with. All rights go to JK Rowling. ALSO: this is a Draco x Harry fic, which is gay, so if you don't like it, don't read it. The relationship won't be coming for a long while yet, though.

Draco and Harry are paired to be roommates because half of the castle was destroyed after the battle. Will they develop feelings or kill one another? I suck at descriptions but im a better writer lol

Harry and Draco have always been arch enemies. But what if that changed? After they become partners for a potions project, both of their lives change forever. DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN HARRY POTTER OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS

ɪᴛ's ᴇɪɢʜᴛʜ ʏᴇᴀʀ ᴀᴛ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛs ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴɪɴɢ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛs ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ғɪɴɪsʜ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇᴅᴜᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛʜ ʏᴇᴀʀs. ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ᴛʀɪᴏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴs, ᴀɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ, ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴏʟᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴇʟs ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ sᴛᴜᴅᴇɴᴛs ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʀᴏʟᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛs. ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴏᴡs ᴜᴘ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴇɪɢʜᴛʜ ʏᴇᴀʀ; ᴛʜᴇ ɪɴғᴀᴍᴏᴜs sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ ᴛʀɪᴏ. ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟғᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ɪs ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀʟʟ ғᴏʀ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴇᴀᴛᴇʀs ɪɴsɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴏɢᴡᴀʀᴛs, ʟᴇᴀᴅɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴏғ ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ʜᴇᴀᴅᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ, ᴅᴜᴍʙʟᴇᴅᴏʀᴇ. ᴘᴀɴsʏ ᴘᴀʀᴋɪɴsᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ɢᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴜᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʏ ᴡʜᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏʀᴅ ᴠᴏʟᴅᴇᴍᴏʀᴛ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴛᴛʟᴇ ʜᴀᴅ sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ. ʙʟᴀɪsᴇ ᴢᴀʙɪɴɪ ᴡʜᴏ ɪs ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀᴛᴛᴇᴍᴘᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ sᴛᴏᴘ ʜᴀʀʀʏ ᴘᴏᴛᴛᴇʀ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴏғ ʀᴇǫᴜɪʀᴇᴍᴇɴᴛs. ɴᴏᴡ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɪɢʜᴛʜ ʏᴇᴀʀs ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ sʜᴀʀᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴅᴏʀᴍ ʀᴏᴏᴍ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʜᴏᴜsᴇs ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴏғ ʜᴏᴜsᴇ ᴜɴɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ғᴇᴀʀᴇᴅ sʟʏᴛʜᴇʀɪɴ ᴛʀɪᴏ ᴀʀᴇ ɴᴏᴡ ᴏᴜᴛsɪᴅᴇʀs. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴏᴛ sᴏ ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ᴛʀɪᴏ