Harry Potter is sick, but cannot risk skipping a Quidditch game that turned out to be almost fatal.... Until someone saves him..

in which harry potter is broken following the war that took so many of the people he loved, and draco malfoy simply can't stand to see him this way. © 2016 ↯ plebeians- a harry potter fanfiction

After defeating Voldemort, Harry blames himself for all of the lives lost in the war. He feels numb and the only person that can seem to lift his spirits is his life-long rival, Draco Malfoy. *TRIGGER WARNING* Contains self-harm, suicide, depression, mild PTSD, and mild talk of eating disorders

Potter: I love you, Dragon.

Deep in the cells of Azkaban Prison sits a boy. Blindfolded. Gagged. Bound to a wall with chains. A victim of muggle experiments, Prisoner 63 is unlike anything Draco Malfoy ever thought. He is powerful, dangerous, and easily provoked. And it's Draco's job to rehabilitate him. ****** Fluff Drarry Cover by me.

Harry is coming back for fifth year a scar on his face, a voice in his head, a crazy magic, and a few questions concerning his sexuality. ok so this is my first fanfiction i have no idea what i'm doing so i'm sorry in advance and my writing's shit but it will be as angsty as I can make it so deal with it :)

Harry Potter hadn't been attenting to classes for three days. No conflict with the Scarface for that long was too much for Draco. Also, what on earth was happening between Weaslette, Thomas and Finnigan?

The war has shaken Harry Potter so bad that he took his own life 💔 WARNING: Self harm Suicide READ WITH CAUTION

(Photo not mine) just a small little Drarry story I made up along the way

Harry, Draco, Hermione, Ginny, Ron and Luna had all graduated from Hogwarts a mere two weeks ago. Both the Wealeys and the Blacks had gone to Shell Cottage to get away from the non-forgiving grueling post-war world. Their feuds have long been forgotten. The day of their arrival, Harry went missing, never to be found. Draco went after him, although he didn't quite know why.