Draco is walking the corridors of Hogwarts at some ridiculously late hour. He runs into none other than Harry Potter himself. A situation occurs leaving both boys hexed. When one of them feels an emotion, so does the other. They are emotionally linked. (Story is not edited so spelling mistakes may occur)

(ONGOING) Draco is a Metamorphmagi and his hair colour changes based on his moods without will, and he's been hiding his power away in the dark. Could Harry convince him that there was nothing wrong with having certain abilities? -METAMORPHMAGI : A Metamorphmagus (pl. Metamorphmagi) is a witch or wizard with the ability to change their physical appearance at will, rather than requiring Polyjuice Potion or a spell like the rest of the wizarding population. They are also extremely rare. + -type : chaptered -updates randomly, but is currently writing -all characters belong to j.k. rowling -will be uploading in ao3 as a oneshot once it's finished started : 11/02/18 finished : - © vloedemort / verdilac / mitha anind / 2018

Draco re-enters Harry's life via Harry's kitchen.

"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."

Harry comes across a personal ad in the paper. SEEKING; HARRY POTTER LOOK ALIKE FOR DISCREET HOOK UP. A Drarry short story.

He's known since the beginning that whatever this is -- was -- between him and Malfoy was just purely physical. Malfoy had made that abundantly clear. Harry, however, had fallen far too fast and too deep. It didn't make much sense back then and it still doesn't, even now. Yet, Harry, like a fool, had hoped for more. He should have stopped while he was ahead. And now, not only had Malfoy unwittingly ripped Harry's heart out, the blond had proceeded to trample all over it as well. "Goodbye, Potter." He murmurs, sounding just a touch wistful; his fingers tightening ever so slightly on Harry's hand. Cover Art: puking-pastilles (https://puking-pastilles.deviantart.com/) Drarry / angst / smut / fluff / Eighth Year / post-Hogwarts / boyxboy Warnings: Mpreg, Explicit Content (You have been duly warned.)

The survivors of the Second Wizarding War return to Hogwarts after a summer of rebuilding and healing. Harry had been offered a position for Auror Training, which he quickly declined in favor of one final year with his friends at Hogwarts. He hoped that the year would bring nothing but normalcy and quiet as he begins to move on. Draco had been pardoned after Harry Potter testified in his and his mother's defense during the Trials. He had been released from Azkaban on the condition that he return to Hogwarts and complete his final year. It would serve as part of his probation. With his father awaiting the Kiss and his mother a permanent prisoner in their own home, Draco struggles to find himself as he picks up the pieces of his life. This chronicles their Eighth and Final Year at Hogwarts. *I don't own Harry Potter. All rights belong to JK Rowling. This is a fan-fiction. Drarry / Eighth Year / boyxboy / fluff / angst / smut (you've been warned!) 😘

drarry. angst. fluff. pansomione. bleville. Harry has PTSD and becomes withdrawn from everyone. Draco is the only one who can calm him down after a panic attack. Things seem to be running smoothly, until Harry argues with a close friend and Draco finds their new Transfiguration teacher suspicious.

Harry finally decides to get a tattoo, the muggle way. But of what exactly? And for whom?

It's 8th year and the Battle of Hogwarts is nothing but a memory. Almost all of the survivors come back to study for and complete their N.E.W.T.S. But what happens when Ron casts a spell that goes horribly wrong and forces Harry and Draco to talk. But talking soon leads to friendship between the two, and friendship soon turns into something more...