Just my type

This is a Drarry fanfic. I do not in any way own the character of Harry Potter

Summary:

Malfoy is not my type, he's rude, unattractive and a controlling bossy prat. Whoever would be stupid enough to fall for him must have a death wish.

Dracos heart broke at those words, why was Harry saying this, have these last 2 years of dating meant nothing to him, he played me for a fool and I believed him. I even fell in love with the specky git. Fuck I even, I even he trailed off , dracos eyes teared up, his heart shattering.

It's now their 8th year at Hogwarts, Harry and Draco have been together for almost two years now. Everything had been going well for them with their secret meetings till their friends start asking questions, like where they have been going off to in the middle of the night. They had kept their relationship a secret from everyone. eventually, they would have to come out of the closet to their meddling friends. who all seemed to have their own options on the matter, and it's almost certain that something would go wrong once their secret was brought out into the open.