AU Post-War Hogwarts 8th Year

A potions accident turns Draco into a four-year-old and Harry takes over his care for the next four months. Not my story. I found this on AO3. This story is by Vorabiza (Biza). I hope you like it.

Summary : Six years after the Final Battle, Harry Potter has finally found peace in a simpler life as a professor at Hogwarts but he feels something is missing. The return of Draco Malfoy will force him to face his demons again and realize that the War never really ended. He will begin another fight, against himself and against Time itself, and try to fix the past. Maybe the Boy Who Lived and the Boy Who Had No Choice aren't that different after all... And maybe, on their way to find themselves, they might find each other... Warning : PTSD, self harm, suicide, sexual assault, torture, anti-LGBTQ+ bigotry Note : This will be a very long story with a bunch of plot twists and alternative timelines. Quite a few fan theories will be used, along with a bit of the plot from the Cursed Child. English is not my mother tongue so there might be grammar mistakes. Feel free to mention them so I can edit and correct myself. Disclaimer : The characters and universe are the creation of JK Rowling. I do not own the content taken from the HP saga, and I do not support the author in any financial or moral way. I myself am part of the LGBTQ+ community and I do not condone any of the discriminatory things Rowling has said and done.

Harry has a show to put on and the last thing he needs is prima ballerina Draco Malfoy messing things up. But when Draco is injured, the two end up spending more time together and Harry wonders if maybe there's something between them after all? Drarry/Harry Potter Fanfiction. Muggle AU. Smut. 20.4K words.

As if Harry's year wasn't bad enough already. Now he has to have a Potions tutor too? Why can't the universe be on his side for once? Oh yeah... he's Harry Potter. Set during 6th year. Warning(s): mild language and (Eventual) Draco/Harry and everything that Drarry entails! Not your ship? Get off and swim.