Drarryone-shot Stories

Harry Potter is not the Heir of Slytherin. Unfortunately, the rest of Hogwarts disagrees - and Slytherin House takes the rumour as a personal challenge. Soon Harry is being paraded through the corridors like a dark prince while Beyoncé blares in the background. It's dramatic. It's ridiculous. It's Slytherin.

An unspoken rule of Hogwarts: If a potion is shimmering like mother-of-pearl and smelling like your rival's laundry, do not shout about it across the classroom. ​A short fic where Draco's big mouth and Harry's complete lack of situational awareness combine to create the most embarrassing Potions class of their lives. (Thank you, Hermione).