Drarry one shots for the soul you filthy animals I wrote this in 2016/17 so it's kinda cringe my homeopaths Warnings BxB pairing (boy x boy) Sexual scenes Graphic violence Foul language These are all written by me ~🐀

Harry potter "The boy who lived" who has a perfect life...well if you think that you'd be wrong. He's abused by his guardians and lives a terrible life. Draco malfoy proud deatheater and mean but really he's forced to be a deatheater and to be mean by his mentally abusive parents What will happen when the two teens find a sudden comfort in each other? ⚠TRIGGER WARNING ⚠ Abuse self-harm homophobia Eating disorders Bullying smut maybe?

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)

(No war fanfiction) Harry just wants to be left alone. He wants everyone to stop praising him and disappear. Just like it used to be. It's the same for Draco Malfoy, the castle "bully". What happens when these two dorks see each other for the first time at the sorting ceremony? When they are only just 11 years old, their minds are without bias against Houses, and Harry is sorted into Ravenclaw. Meanwhile Draco is still in Slytherin, however it is without outside influences, such as his father and mother. The two find each other's eyes in the sea of people, just by chance, and.... (I am changing this fanfiction. What this was before was very inappropriate of me to make. I described unhealthy habits in an inaccurate manner. I decide to rewrite this fiction with a brand-new plot. We will see how this goes. I apologize to anyone who had read this before this major edit and enjoyed it more then.) (**there will still be manipulative Dumbledore, some Weasleys and other influences like Harry's relatives.)

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!

Drarry Oneshots (ive put all the sequels directly after the original) Comment ideas for chapters! Once the book is done the one with the most votes will become it's own story This is a thank you for reading to anyone who has read my Drarry stories and enjoyed them. Thank you. -- angel janeé xoxo

"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."