Draco Malfoy has been dreaming about Harry Potter for exactly five-hundred and ninety-four days. He has dreamed of Harry Potter in every single position his brain could imagine…but dreams can only satisfy for so long. — EWE, HP/DM, H/D, Drarry, Polyjuice, Dreams, Obsession, Therapy, Smut, Mildly Dub-Con

"I don't have a scheme!" Hermione ignored his protest, too busy apparently consulting with the Slytherins by way of cryptic eye contact. Daphne lifted one too-skinny eyebrow. Theo huffed a disbelieving noise which felt far more insulting than any actual insult could have. And Blaise… Well, Blaise was still actually trying to cram despite the distraction of the mystery mistletoe.

And, for the first time in his life, everything in the world felt truly and wholly right. He felt affirmed. He felt real and himself and…. Pride. (A 30-day Pride-focused Drarry challenge.)

Harry Potter has no clear direction or plan for his life. He's a hopeless and lonely romantic and he can't hold a job to save his life. The day he spots a particularly special personal ad in the newspaper will be the one to change all that. It's just supposed to be a fake relationship, but we all know those never turn out the way they should.

Scorpius Malfoy was sure, down to his very bones, he was a Squib. He had never performed a single act of magic. And yet, here he still sat — making his way across the Great Lake in a boat built for four. Like nothing was wrong with him. Like he belonged. (IWSC Round 8 - Hogwarts)

There have been whispers a new potion for a few months amongst the werewolves. They refer to it as Wolfsbane, and those who have been able to get their hands on a dose claim it is a life-changer. Remus enters Borgin and Burke's with the express purpose of purchasing this potion - nothing more. But how could he truly resist the offering of a cure to his affliction? (IWSC Round 6)

A sequential 31-day Drarry challenge. #Writober

30 days of self-realization and some definitely forbidden thoughts.

A collection of short drabbles created from prompts in the Facebook group DRARRY: fanfiction and fanart.

Despite heartbreak and tragedy, life moves on. The best thing that can be done is to find a way to live with it all. For Draco, that consists of continual compromise and stolen moments. Lies to both himself and to others. Four years after watching the love of his life marry another, he's still trying to find the balance to keep himself whole. (Sequel to Sorry That I Can't Believe")

Considering what they'd done, the sheets still seemed too white.

Castiel's grace is fading too fast. He and Sam are searching for Dean, desperate to save his demonized soul. But as he becomes more human, he begins to lose his control on his own mind. Hallucinations show him his fears of what Dean has become. Dreams show him what could have been. And, in the end, reality will show him how little influence what he feels can really have.

Five years after divorcing Ginny, Harry's setting out on a final attempt at love. But the results were not exactly what he was looking for. But why should some past hate and long-dead loyalties bar him from a chance at something real. Something special.

How could he not listen when passion laced every breath Harry Potter ever spoke? How could he not want to train his eyes on those lips, memorizing every single word that passed through them? Even when the words were nothing but drunken babble, they were still laced with everything Amortentia smelled like.

Every chapter a new and beautiful kiss. (A Scorbus drabble collection)

It was his birthday, for Salazar's sake! Why should he have to spend this night alone?

They had been given the illusion of a happy life. A short-lived illusion and now they had to deal with reality. And the reality was – Draco Malfoy was still very much a git.

In the soft, early morning sunlight streaming through the lunette window, Draco Malfoy looked much like a ghost himself. If Harry wasn't currently pulling the man against him, he would believe that was all he was. A figment of his imagination. Just another thing he had lost over the years. Just another regret to add to the insatiable pit within him.

Draco was no good at keeping promises. Not even a year had passed before he was feeling that itch to flee again. That ring on his finger kept taunting him, shining in the corner of his eye every time he started to feel content again. So, he runs. And he runs far. - (sequel to Who Am I to Choose the Boy that Everyone Adores?)

Harry and Draco have grown close in the last year. Harry has been there for Draco as a friend, trying to help him through his grief and hopelessness. But lately he's started to think maybe there could be more... - (prequel to Set the World on Fire)