Harry Potter comes back for eighth year acting... wrong. He's quiet. He's distant. He's skipping meals, disappearing at night, and pretending he's fine when everyone can see he isn't. Then Hogwarts assigns him a roommate. Draco Malfoy. The boy who's supposed to hate him. The boy who's suddenly covered in unexplained bruises. The boy who's being targeted in the halls when no one's looking. The boy who's hiding something so dark it scares even him. They agree to ignore each other. That lasts about five seconds. Because one night Harry goes missing - and Draco finds him somewhere he absolutely shouldn't be. Days later, Draco breaks under the pressure of his own secrets - and Harry is the one dragging him to safety. Now they're lying to their friends. Covering up injuries. Avoiding questions. Protecting each other from things neither of them can explain. And Hogwarts is starting to feel dangerous again. Students whisper about curses resurfacing. Teachers are watching Harry and Draco too closely. Something in the castle is shifting - and it's tied to both of them. This isn't fluff. This isn't simple enemies‑to‑lovers. This is two boys trying to survive the aftermath of a war... while something inside Hogwarts is trying to break them all over again. Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy aren't enemies anymore. They're something else. Something fragile. Something explosive. Something the castle itself seems to be watching. And whatever's coming next? Neither of them is ready. [Now also available on Inkitt] All characters and settings are owned by J.K Rowling. The original drawing of Harry and Draco isn't mine but the background is. I fucking hate JK Rowling. Love her work. This is my first fic, so I'm sorry if the writing sounds bad. I'd love any advice or tips!
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