"you're hot." "i am?" "like tabasco sauce." "...you suck at these things, you know?" . . . when harry's owl accidentally swipes the wrong letter and delivers it to the windowsill of the slytherin dorms, a certain blonde, sleepy and hungover, opens the letter and finds a very, very fun little secret about him. and he intends to torture harry about it until the end of time. . . . enjoy! (it's bullshit) just bear with me till chapter 3, i promise it gets better post-war, eighth year . . . rankings: 13 in harco 15 in drarryfanfiction 41 in postwar
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