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Sequel to Unravelling the Storm. After a secret holiday in Disneyland Paris, Hermione Granger and Pansy Parkinson return to Hogwarts with more than just souvenirs-they return with a secret. Behind cold glares and well-rehearsed insults lies a fragile relationship, one that depends on secrecy and survival in a castle still learning how to forgive. But the past isn't finished with them. As Hermione takes on new responsibilities within the school, shadows of the war begin to stir-quiet threats, cryptic messages, and an unsettling sense that someone is watching. Pansy does what she can to protect what they've built, but the danger is no longer behind them. It's here. When secrecy becomes a weapon and trust begins to fray, they must decide how far they're willing to go to keep each other safe. Because unravelling the storm was only the beginning.

Some people only become honest after midnight. Draco Malfoy becomes honest at 2:13 A.M.

Eighth Year; Draco is pining for Harry and really happy when they start talking in Charms but a bit oblivious and kinda suspicious? It's lots of FLUFF and really cute c:

Hermione loses a bet. (Dramione eighth-year AU)

There's just something particularly strange about Aria Potter this year. Unfortunately, the new 8th year Slytherins are determined to find out exactly what everybody's favorite golden girl is hiding. Post-DH semi-AU Hogwarts. DMxfemHP. - This story was originally posted on AO3 and FFN but I decided to post the complete story here on Wattpad because another user, Izumi_luna_1, is trying to post it here, word per word, and claiming it as her own. For the record, this person is NOT me and does not have my permission to post my story. Please do not support her or encourage her actions. Plagiarism is certainly not okay and very disrespectful to the writing community. You may refer to my profile page for the original versions of this story as proof, fully completed as of May 2021.

Draco hated his body. He hated his body now more than he ever had when he was going through the vomit-inducing experience that was puberty. Somehow this was worse. What could go more wrong? His whole body was aching, his parents weren't around to explain this whole Veela Inheritance thing, Granger was the only person who could tell him how to do this, and he was in love with Harry Potter. Nothing was going his way.

Hermione didn't know how to get over the war. She thought returning to Hogwarts would help, but after a breakdown, the most unlikely person helped her up and taught her that it was ok to not be okay. ****TRIGGER WARNINGS**** PTSD, self-harm, suicide attempt, alcohol abuse, sexual situations, mental illness These characters are going through some shit, so they are not mentally healthy people. The relationships are toxic, there will be an attempt at suicide, there will be mentions of self-harming.

When Harry Potter returns as a Hogwarts eighth year, he is no longer the boy he once was. Instead, he is a man who has lived through too much.

"Be." , he whispered.And there was an idea of being. To be. An idea so large and hollow that it would slip and sit in the cracks where he had been broken and had to put himself back together....., so large that when it pulled on his chest , he cried out , screamed his miseries , pulled at his hair making them fall in a curtain around his tear-strained skeleton face. A Drarry Fanfiction!

Draco Malfoy is bored out of his mind in his eighth year at Hogwarts. After a prank gone wrong, he discovers that Harry's life isn't really that much better than his own. As they try to keep their friends from realizing that they've somehow swapped minds, they find it's easier to spend time together. Becoming friends comes naturally. But are their friends really as fooled as they believe? Complete at 5 chapters; will post a chapter a day all this week as a birthday present to myself.

This is just one of those fics where Harry gets turned into a girl... except he is not going to be changing anything about himself just because he's had some sort of accidental sex change...

"Do you ever think about the future?" Harry asked, staring into the flames. Draco sighed, leaning back in his chair. "All the time. But it's hard to see past the mistakes I've made." Harry turned to look at him, his green eyes filled with empathy. "We all made mistakes, Draco. What matters is what we do now." Draco met Harry's gaze, a flicker of hope in his eyes. "Do you really believe that?" Harry nodded. "I do. And I think you can do great things if you give yourself a chance." Draco smiled, a genuine smile that Harry had rarely seen. "Thanks, Potter. That means a lot."

Harry finds himself face to face with Malfoy in the sixth floor bathroom, reminiscent of their previous encounter. But this time things turn out differently...

**MOVED PERMANENTLY TO AO3. NO FURTHER UPDATES ON WATTPAD, ALL STORIES CURRENTLY POSTED ON WATTPAD WILL BE DELETED.** A collection of oneshots, currently all drarry. If you have any requests, feel free to DM me, and I'll do my best! Please please please leave comments and stars! It's what motivates me to keep writing because it shows that someone cares about what I do. Ships I will write for: Harry Potter/Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter) Remus Lupin/Sirius Black (Harry Potter) Jonathan Sims/Martin Blackwood (The Magnus Archives) Dream/Georgenotfound (video blogging rpf)

Harry Potter is a little bit confused and a lot in denial. And even more an idiot. Luckily, the truth hits him like a ton of bricks (with a little help from Pansy) before his entire 8th year is ruined. Or, Harry Potter is in love with Draco Malfoy, and he really thinks this should bother people more than it does. I wrote this entirely by accident, when I was meant to be writing something completely different. In any case, hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. The title is, of course, from Shakespeare: "My crown is in my heart, not on my head; Not decked with diamonds and Indian stones, Nor to be seen: my crown is called content: A crown it is that seldom kings enjoy." Feel free to come say hi on tumblr: https://whimsicaldragonette.tumblr.com/

Sometimes a witch or wizards magical signature is so completely incompatible with another that they repel one another like magnets. On the other hand, if two magical signatures mesh well together, well there are no stronger relationships in all the world. In a sample of a thousand people, the average witch or wizard will be slightly repelled by four or five people and strongly repelled by only one, at the most. The opposite is true for attraction. But Harry Potter can't kiss anyone at all.

Draco finally realises that his true love was (quite liturally) staring him in the face all these years. However, after a freak kidnapping, will he be able to deal with the grief of losing the one he loves so dearly? Will true loves kiss be the only way to save him? *~*|STORY COMPLETE|*~* (This story can also be found on Quotev)

When Draco Malfoy returns to Hogwarts for eighth year pregnant, vile rumours start spreading like wildfire. The Daily Prophet is full of wild speculations and outrageous assertions. Professor McGonagall seems to know something, and Malfoy's firm refusal to reveal the other father simply adds more fuel to the flames. Harry Potter is desperately curious about the identity of the father of Malfoy's child. He feels utterly dumbfounded when an ancient paternal bond activates in the Great Hall, proclaiming him as the father. And what's worse, Draco Malfoy looks just as shocked as he feels. STORY IS NOT MINE⚠️

Venus Rosier is the perfect Slytherin princess: cold, cunning, and ruthless. Harry Potter is the Gryffindor "Golden Boy," i.e. everything she despises in a person. And yet, she can't seem to stay away.

Harry often stared at Malfoy in the Great Hall. He wasn't quite sure why he did it anymore. It had started out in their early years as suspicion, but as the years past it quickly became habit. Take a bite. Respond to conversation. Look at Malfoy. It's just what he did. After the war, when everyone had worked hard to amend what was broken, Harry and Malfoy had forgiven each other. So why did Harry still look up after every bite? The answer to that became abruptly clear about a week into their eight year. And neither of them were anywhere near ready for it.