Everyone knew that Draco Lucius Malfoy was an evil prick who was raised to serve the dark lord. What people didn't know, is that inside, Draco was caring and kind- and forced into a legacy that he never wanted. Harry James Potter, the Boy Who Lived, was the only one who could see through Draco's emotionless mask, and he was determined to help him. If only there weren't consequences. [FINAL CHAPTER ADDED 6/16/21] [NEW EDITED AND REVISED VERSION PUBLISHED ON FF.NET]

"Watching her son grow was the greatest pleasure and the greatest pan of Narcissa Malfoy's life." ~ ⇒ drarry ⇒ boyxboy ⇒ angst ⇒ suitable for all readers ⇒ draco growing up, as told by narcissa. ~ THIS WORK IS MINE, HOWEVER ALL CHARACTERS BELONG TO JK ROWLING.

Potter: I love you, Dragon.

What happens when Harry breaks up with his boyfriend, Tom Riddle, on the day of the Halloween dance? How will this change Draco and Harry's relationship? What happens when Draco finds out he's skilled in the noble art? All of this happens in their sixth year, but what will change both of them during their seventh/last year at Hogwarts? How will everything be fixed?

Why didn't you let me burn, I should be ashes. -Set in Post War Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy wishes he burned along with Crabbe. A Drarry story where Draco overcomes his self loathing.

In the months after Voldemort's death, Draco Malfoy comes to live with Harry Potter under witness protection. But Draco seems somehow different, and Harry is determined to find out why and whether it is going to mean anything different for their relationship. Meanwhile, it seems the Golden Trio might have missed Voldemort's true goal for the Deathly Hallows. Drarry Fanfiction. 56k words.

What would you do if you woke up in your arch nemesis's body? What would you do if you were them, and they were you? This is the challenge that Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy are faced with. They need to join forces to find who did this and relive the history.

Izuku always wanted to fly. But the chains that held him back never left. So he took a swan dive off the roof...

"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."