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Like a River- Drarry
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Ongoing, First published May 17, 2021
Draco nasceu para ser guitarrista, mas quando da a falta de mais um integrante na banda ele precisa encontrar alguém com talento para participar de seus planos. 
   Harry nunca gostou de coisas espalhafatosas, preserva música clássica e para ele ler e desenhar é algo adorável. Mas quando seu crush pede para você participar da banda com ele não se pode dizer não, certo?
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En la Preparatoria Elíseo, todo gira en torno a él. Harry Potter. El nombre más temido, deseado y respetado entre los muros dorados de una escuela reservada solo para los hijos de las familias más influyentes del país. Él no necesita hablar fuerte para dominar. Camina, y los pasillos se abren. Mira, y todos bajan la cabeza. Su presencia lo dice todo: es el Rey. Con su coleta perfectamente desordenada, su porte arrogante y su séquito perfecto -Ron, Blaise, Neville y Pansy-, Harry reina en silencio. No acosa. No grita. Solo observa, mientras su grupo impone las reglas. Pero ese año... algo cambia. Alguien llega. Draco Malfoy. Cabello gris al hombro, ojos fríos, boca filosa, elegancia de otro mundo. Una presencia tan poderosa como peligrosa. No sonríe. No se dobla. Y cuando se cruza con Harry... no se aparta. No baja la mirada. No se deja intimidar. Y por primera vez, Harry no sabe si quiere derribarlo... o rendirse ante él. Draco no busca pleito. Pero tampoco lo esquiva. Y cuando lo ven defender a Hermione de uno de los chicos del grupo, todo se desequilibra. Dos reyes. Un solo trono. Una tensión que ni ellos pueden controlar. Esta no es una historia de amor. Es una guerra. Una danza. Un desastre precioso esperando explotar. Y cuando lo haga... nadie saldrá ileso.