Endlessly, Hopelessly
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MatureComplete Sun, May 25, 20251h 38m
"I don't know what to do," he said. "I punched someone. I've been shaking since last night. I want to hate you, but I don't. I want to love you, but I don't know how to do it without falling apart."
In their eighth year at Hogwarts, a reckless bet turns into something neither Harry nor Draco expected. Draco, who's never kissed anyone and wears a purity ring that only a soulmate can remove, becomes the center of a daring plan to make Harry fall for him-without magic.
When Harry slips the ring off, it leaves a painful mark, and their fake game starts to crack.
"Then fall apart. With me."
What follows is a slow burn of confusion, desire, and truth-where love isn't neat, but it's real.
I don't own Harry Potter or any of its characters. This is a fan work giving their story a juicier, adult twist.
Trigger warnings:
Sex · Gay · Smut · DRARRY · Harsh language
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