draco wants what draco wants. and if he has to snuggle up to harry to get it, well, surely, draco can handle that. problem is, he's not sure harry can. 29,246 words. smut. rated mature. romance/humour. author: sophie french this fanfiction does not belong to me and the original is uploaded on fanfiction.net by sophie french. all rights go to the author and jk rowling.

*COMPLETED* Harry, Draco and the other seventh years have come to re-do the year. Draco is struggling with post war Hogwarts and is just trying to blend into the background. Harry sees Draco's distress and wants nothing more than to help. But will Draco let him in? WARNING: Self harm and suicide attempt. Some chapters may be upsetting or triggering!

What if Harry wasn't the golden boy everyone thought? What if his world of Hogwarts changes forever? Harry Potter was excited for school to start for his fifth year. He wanted nothing more than to get away from his abusive aunt, uncle, and cousin and get to see his friends and finally return home. But it's not the home he once thought. Professor Umbridge arrives to the school and resorts everyone, and Harry...gets placed into Slytherin. With the whole school now bullying him, his constant reoccurring nightmares getting worse, Harry no longer sees the point in living. He loses all his faith. But can a pale, blonde haired boy change the way Harry sees himself? And can Draco pull him out of the ground before he gets buried? This story will only follow a few things from the original book/movie. Umbridge is there, Harry still gets a lot of detentions from her, and his nightmares continue. Sirius will not die at the end of this and Harry and the rest of the gang don't end up going to the ministry. Sorry if that's a buzz kill, but I wanted to focus more on drarry and how Draco helps Harry over come his personal demons. Warning!!!! This story contains Self harm Anorexia Abuse Bullying

"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."