Have you ever thought for one second, that I've felt something towards you, other than hate, Potter? There's a fine line between love and hate. But I wouldn't necessarily call it love. Maybe lust. Anyway, it's impossible. You hate me. We're enemies. It's merely impossible. •• Trigger warning: mentions of self-harm, eating disorders, etc. [Highest achievements #3 in #Fandoms, #1 in #Drarry] I dont allow translations, sorry!

"Why do you.." "Why do I what?" "Why my first name? It's always been Potter to you." "No it hasn't." I looked up at him. "What?" "It hasn't." "What do you-" "I mean, it hasn't always been Potter to me. I thought of you as a hero at one point Harry. Every kid in the Wizarding world did. I just had.. a bit of an overwhelming obsession." He paused. "It wasn't hatred I held towards you all these years at school, it was sadness, hurt, rejection. I wanted to be your friend, like everyone else did, and it hurt me to be rejected like that. I just wanted your attention. And..." "And...?" He took a deep breath. "And I still do." [ UNDER EDITING ]

"p-potter! please-!" and he fell to the floor, gasping and choking on the begonia petals, spitting the yellow flowers to the ground, slick with blood that leaked between every crack and crevice in the cobblestone. {*|*} hanahaki. such a beautiful word for a beautifully painful disease. eighth year HP AU world where draco malfoy has hanahaki disease. in this au, harry and ginny were never together. ⚠️ bloody descriptions, gory scenes, self harm mentions, suicidal thought mentions ⚠️ edited: april eleventh, 2020

Draco is struggling with his anxiety as he arrives at his aunt's house to help Andy and Teddy out. Will the presence of Teddy's godfather, the handsome and friendly Harry Potter, make any difference? Drarry/Harry Potter Fanfiction. Non-magic AU. No smut. 8K words.

Harry doesn't mind that so many Slytherins from his year have returned to finish their NEWTs, really he doesn't. It's just - do they have to be so friendly? He's not prejudiced, really he's not. It's just - they've got to be up to something, right? Unnerved by the attention he's attracting from everyone - the Slytherins are the least of it, to be fair - and struggling with a raft of changes to Hogwarts itself, Harry wishes he could be happy that one constant remains: Draco Malfoy really fucking hates him. When he's hit by an illegal love-spell though, Harry finds he has more to worry about than whether or not Blaise Zabini actually wants to be his friend. For if everyone affected has been blessed - or cursed, by the look on Malfoy's face - with a magical tattoo revealing the name of their soulmate, what does it mean that Harry's skin remains completely bare? [A Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy fanfic] [Complete: 20 chapters / 114k words]

The war is over, and it's time to return to school to make up the seventh year that so many missed. But there are those who won't be returning. Draco Malfoy does not want to go back to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. That is among the few things of which he is absolutely certain. He knows the empty seats at meals and in classes will remind everyone- and himself, too- of what he has done. Draco is broken, maybe beyond repair. Guilt weighs down on him always, and nightmares chase him in his sleep. Images of the war, and of all of those who died because of what he's done, rise up in his mind, and every night he wakes up screaming and sometimes crying. If there is a way to put the pieces of his heart, soul, and mind together again, it won't be easy, and no matter what, he will never be quite the same again. But Draco's not the only one who was damaged by the war. Harry Potter is now the Boy-Who-Lived-Twice, but he's not the same anymore. He spends most of his time alone. In many ways he and Draco are the same. He is constantly feeling that he is the reason everyone died, and he has nightmares too. Memories of those he lost, who lost their lives for him at the Battle of Hogwarts, haunt him during the day. At night they scream at him that it's all his fault. Everyone worships him as the savior of the Wizarding World, but he doesn't feel like a hero. When these two broken boys come together, they will find understanding, comfort, and friendship in the most unlikely places, and maybe just a bit more. Disclaimer: The characters, places, ideas, etc. are not my own. All characters, places, etc. belong to J.K Rowling. TW: Depression, self-harm, EDs, suicide attempt(s), etc.

Harry Potter has went from 'The Boy Everyone Wants Their Kids To Become' to 'The Boy No One Wants Their Kids TO See.' Ever since the war, Harry has changed drastically- that includes getting tattoos, piercings, changing his hair style, changing his attitude- everything. But he's not the only one. The war has been a big impact on Draco as well- getting all the sneers and hate from everyone in the wizarding world for something he was forced to do. But he too changed. His hair, his attitude, his everything. And from each of their views, it was for the better. --- [Punk!Harry and Punk!Draco postwar au]

Draco Malfoy is a veela. He has to keep this a secret, but more importantly he has to find his mate. From the moment his inheritance kicks in at seventeen, the more time he spends without his mate, the more pain he will endure. I know this is a really crap description but the story itself will be better I promise!