What are we without flesh and blood? Are we nothing but a beating heart in a ribcage, a marching soul inevitably leading to our demise? Or are we here as a test of loyalty to our God, a God we do not know but must trust? And without this trust, we will be punished indefinitely for questioning his divinity. And what is a sheep without his shepherd? Without God, are we nothing but sheep led astray? How will we be guided to the light without a shepherd on earth? Should we trust our shepherd to tell us the truth? Or will we be covered in the blood of the lamb? A shepherd with blood on his hands could infect his flock with poison. And with this poison, he has control. And to Luke, this poison is all he knows. His seventeen years of life have been devoted to nothing else but God. He wakes up, goes to school or church, and sleeps; rinse and repeat. There is no place or time for anything else in his life, such as television, going out with friends, or discovering new hobbies. His father, Pastor Ivy, ensures this. His life purpose will be to serve the Lord and nothing else. A purpose that Luke believes is the right way. What else would there be to life? He hadn't questioned this until he met Gabriel, a man who was the complete opposite of him. A man who was strong in his sense of self. A man who didn't bow to anyone or anything and stood firm in his beliefs in The Church of Satan. A man who Luke feared. But also a man who felt like home to him.

Potions Master Severus Snape could tell that his godson, Draco Malfoy, had feelings for none other then Harry Potter for years now and decided to do something about it. In Potions he had his students brew a potion that when given to someone they would become attached to their 'true love' until said 'true love' accepted the others love. The attachment would start off slow, as in they would need to make physical contact with their love at least once a day and it would escalate from their onward until the two would literally be attached at the hip, and consequences would be dire if the minimum contact didn't happen. If the love wasn't accepted the person who took the potion would slowly wither away to nothing. Drastic is one word the Professor Snape would us to describe the potion but desperate times call for desperate measures. {Modified version of this potion will be used in the story} If you're not into boy x boy or Harry x Draco, why the hell are you here? But, if you're looking for something new to read, that isn't of the best quality, I recommend you read this anyways to broaden our horizons. And hey! You might find that you actually enjoy reading this type of stuff.

What started as a game of truth or dare ended in the world's wildest love story. What if Harry had been dared instead of Draco?

Draco tries not to think of his upcoming transition and the unwanted partner chosen for him by his father. Then he finds he may have a choice after all. Will the faith he puts into his choice be rewarded? HPDM A slow, soft romance. This is not mine. This story belongs to vvc. If I am asked to take it down by the author I will. If this is taken down you can find it on fanfiction.net

Draco tried not to moan, but gods, how was it that Potter, the clumsy baboon who tripped his way into most of his good fortune, knew how to touch like this? With such precision and strength and intuition. Aka, In which Harry Potter is a magic therapy healer and Draco has chronic issues that only Harry can heal... Note: xposted to ao3 and I do not own the cover picture. Artist link: chouette-e.deviantart.com

This is not mine and if the original Author tells me to take it down I will. This is by eleventy7 on fan fiction.net. Please have respect for this author's genius and enjoy the story😊 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "You have to find me, Potter. This is my last chance. I don't know why it's you, of all people, turning up in my memories - " The thundering of the waves against the cliff seems to intensify. Harry shifts slightly; it feels like the earth is beginning to tremble. "I'm investigating your case," Harry says, raising his voice over the roar of the waves. The edge of the cliff is beginning to crumble into the sea and he stumbles backwards. "I'm trying to find you. Where are you? If this is real, tell me!" Draco opens his mouth but the cliffs are crumbling, falling away like sandcastles, and the terrifying darkness of the storm-wild waves reaches up to eclipse Harry.

Ginny cast Harry out once he realizes he's... not straight. Ron takes him out to cheer him up a bit, and they meat an old friend. Or shall I call it, an old enemy?

Author: Lomonaaeren Disclaimer: J. K. Rowling and her associates own these characters. I am writing this story for fun and not profit. Rating: PG-13 Word Count: 16,000 Warnings: DH spoilers (ignores epilogue), language, some mild violence Summary: Back at Hogwarts and studying to sit his NEWTs after the war, Harry Potter has plenty to concentrate on that is not Draco Malfoy. Yet he's trying to decipher him anyway-him and his mysterious jewelry and even more mysterious letters-and it's all a bit much to do for mere curiosity.

author: sarahs_girl One good turn always deserves another. Apparently. Rating: Explicit Warnings Category: M/M Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry PotterHarry Potter/Ginny WeasleyHermione Granger/Ron WeasleyGinny Weasley/Blaise Zabini Characters: Harry PotterDraco MalfoyHermione GrangerRon WeasleyGinny WeasleyBlaise Zabini Language: English

author : daftfear Draco has done everything in his power to leave the past behind him. He's established himself a successful business and built a reputation around the quality of his work and the breadth of his knowledge. But when aurors show up at his shop one afternoon, seeking his expertise on a peculiar item of questionable origins, they completely overthrow the precarious balance in Draco's life. Trust Potter to bring danger and destruction in his wake, along with a painful reminder of all the things Draco is trying to forget.