Hogwarts Eighth Year \\ Not Epilogue Compliant \\ hot/cold dynamics \\ Cuddling & Snuggling \\ One-shot \\ Harry's far too hot. Draco's always cold. And somehow against all odds, together they create a perfect equilibrium.

"Now, lust potions develop feelings of desire in the taker without the affection that a love potion gives, so Malfoy, you will find that you continue to see Potter as the insufferable twit that he is." Slash. Not HBP/DH compliant. Rated Mature.

Draco has the perfect plan to get Harry Potter and challenges him to a game of Dare Chess. But is it love, or betrayal, he has in mind?

This is a collection of stories and headcanons which I occasionally write and post on my Tumblr. All of these are going to be one-shots but maybe somewhere in the future some of them will have multiple chapters although I doubt that. All of them are Drarry and most of them are fluff and short. Enjoy! (More one-shots in my other collection Drarry One-shots 2!!)

Art credit for cover: @MariaHideki https://www.deviantart.com/maria-hideki A Potions accident gone wrong leaves Harry and Draco holding hands for a month. The two enemies are forced to share a room, sit at tables together, and share classes. Tensions rise, but will the two prevail? And can they become more than just enemies? Polish translation by @MissTranslation2019 Spanish translation by @sunflower_milk Chinese translation by @Hanna-liu on LOFTER Burmese translation by @Yamonesue1994 Italian translation by @lady_malfoy07 Persian translation by @TaraPotterHead Portuguese translation by @Katheriny-San072

"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."

You probably came here from the original Drarry Oneshots, so you already know what's up Original Drarry one-shots written by yours truly MAJOR WARNING: there are stories that involve sex, suicide, murder, and other mature themes! I don't put trigger warnings in the beginning of my chapters, but I'm warning you here. If you are easily triggered by sensitive content, please do not read! Your mental health comes before all else. Most of these stories ARE MINE!! I wrote them myself, and put in the work behind them. PLEASE, PLEASE, ASK before putting them in a book you have, and if you do put it in your book, please tag me as the original owner.

Harry has amnesia. He doesn't remember his friends, his family, or the significant other he swears he has... Warning: Homophobia and violence and shit y'all already know it's a Georgia Dawson book what did you expect

Prince Draconis Malfoy rules over the lands of Durmstrang. He is expected to marry a princess and carry on the Malfoy bloodline. And then he sees a commoner boy with the brightest eyes he's ever seen. And the world falls apart. Polish Translation by @MissTranslation2019

"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.