The youngest doctor on staff is tasked with patching up a driver of a motorbike, after a head on collision. To his surprise, he knew the driver from school.

in which a tired draco malfoy jokingly scribbles his snapchat username onto a bathroom stall door, not foreseeing what it would lead to in the future. - harry j. potter has added you as a friend. - started: july 2017 finished: november 2019 33k words

After the Second Wizarding War, Malfoy found himself alienated from the majority of the school; his old friends just irritated him, all of Hogwarts' students (besides a few salty Slytherins) hated and feared him, and the school he'd once called home seemed to want him out. Draco felt more alone than he ever had... That is, until one Harry James Potter came to realise his supposed arch enemy's dejection and pitied him. The Chosen One couldn't help but reach out. A slow burn Drarry fanfiction. Character-driven, not plot-driven. TRIGGER WARNING: Bullying and isolation. Also alluding to depression and PTSD. PS. If you're here for the smut, it's the chapters with the Lenny Faces ;) PPS. I use way too many commas. If that bugs you, don't read. Cover by noodlerface on DeviantArt All characters (bar a few) belong to 🤢 JK R*wl*ng 🤢 and no copyright infringement is intended.

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!

Text fic. Takes place after the war, Draco and Harry return to Hogwarts for their eight year and start texting each other. Or the story where they're helping each other without knowing it and fall in love in the process. Readers, be warned, there will surely be mention of heavy subject, like self-harm or suicidal thoughts, also it will no be that present as there'll be more humour than anything. Honestly, they mostly get to know each other and they're teasing, becoming friends, sometimes flirting.. I must say that English isn't my first language so I apologize for my spelling mistakes as I'm sure there will be a lot. Also, the universe and characters belong to J.K. Rowling, the story is mine. Thank you if you decide reading me, and don't hesitate to correct me, I'll appreciate all the help and comment you'll be willing to give me !

When two rivals are forced to speak, so as to not die of boredom, a mutual friendship is born. But when Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter both reveal secrets that not even their friends know, they strive to help each other in any way possible. It starts off on the train ride home after 6th year (This is a story my friend and I made together by role play texting, but I'm going to make it in bookish form. This is an original story) Btw abuse alert at the beginning of the story I DO NOT OWN ANY CHARACTERS OR PLOT JK ROWLING WAS AMAZING, IM JUST ADDING GAYNESS

"potter! i heard you got a secret admirer!" the voice laughs. ALSO ON AO3 WITH CORRECT GRAMMAR AND MISTAKES: "Secret Admirer" by "blissfcll"

"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."

"What are you going to do, walk up to Malfoy and say, 'I know you've been an utter prat for almost five years but do you think you can stick your cock up my arse, so that I won't die a virgin?'" Ron asked with a resigned sigh. Before Harry could so much as roll his eyes, a new voice spoke up. "What an intriguing offer." The drawling voice had their eyes widening. Harry was filled with mild horror and drowning in embarrassment. Merlin, help him.