《Pottah ✔》Chapter 8
Advertisement
Harry waved Draco goodbye as they entered school, Draco was more open and easy going than Harry had expected. Perhaps both their guards has been so up for the past 7 years that they've never realized how they were so similar. Then, he also realized that they could've gone to divination together but instead here he was smiling to himself like an idiot. For the first time, he's felt good that he made a new friend.
Sitting down next to Hermione, she finally looks up from her book.
"Harry, you look happy." She smiled as she sees his sheepish smile.
"Happy? I'm okay, I guess." He cheered Draco up, he also became his friend. Well, technically they've been friends for a while now.
"You're giggling." "No, I'm not, Hermione." Harry couldn't help but chuckle. Hermione raised an eyebrow as she leaned back a bit.
"Tell me now or I'll make you drink truth serum later."
"Fine, fine! I cheered Malfoy up."
"Really? Did you cheer him up or did he cheer you up?" Her eyebrow went even higher, so high it might be kissing her hairline.
"I cheered him up." Harry smiled to himself as he picks up his books. Draco sat in the back seat with Blaise who was joking around with him. It was peaceful. For the first time in a while, Draco could walk down the halls without hearing murmurs of 'Death Eater' or 'Lucius Malfoy', perhaps it was finally dying down. Blaise was trying to find Greg who was sulking before Draco does and piss him off even more.
"Malfoy!" Harry called out to the lone figure wearing the oh so familiar green robe.
"Potter, Granger." He turns around, nodding curtly at the two. "What do you want?"
Advertisement
"Oh, nothing, I... I just wanted to greet you." Harry stutters awkwardly, what just happened? Why was this so awkward? Was this how he usually treat his friends? Harry turns to Hermione, hoping to get some help but she was even more confused than him. Harry never calls out to Malfoy ever.
"Is that all? Your brain's too full of your ego to think about a conversation topic? Alright then, hello to you too, Potter." Draco said mockingly as he turns around, continuing to walk.
"Malfoy, you seem to have mistaken 'hello' for 'goodbye'." Harry replied only to be ignored.
"So much for cheering up, are you sure you've got the right bloke? A moment ago you look lovestruck almost." Hermione laughs, that was even more awkward than their usual cat fights.
"Lovestruck? Oh please, I wasn't that happy." Harry grumbled.
Draco admitted they were friends but it got so awkward. Was he not used to being friends? Or perhaps he thinks their previous way of treating each other was how they were friends? Maybe.
"Why are you so obsessed with Malfoy recently? You interested in the bloke?" Ron tilts his head, this was the first time Ron's seen Harry in such deep thought, so deep that he didn't even touch the chicken drumstick that Hermione had sneaked onto his plate. Taking out his wand under the table, he casts a silent communication spell to Draco.
He sees Draco flinch slightly, he got it.
A thought was sent to him, asking for him to lower his guard. Draco sighed, he knew who's message this was already. Looking up, there Harry was sitting on the edge of his seat eagerly, like a little lovestruck puppy.
It was Harry Potter's voice.
"Meet me at the stream at 9 pm" It said in a sinister manner. Draco frowned upon hearing this, Filch would kill them if they were caught. Imagine what McGonagall would do! She'd probably jump to the conclusion that they were preparing to duel.
Advertisement
"What's that prick doing?" Draco gritted his teeth as he muttered under his breath. Blaise scooped a spoonful of mash potatoes into his mouth as he heard this, Draco was mumbling to himself. Sweet Merlin, Pansy and now Draco?
"What?" Blaise turned to Draco who ignored his very obvious 'what' so he turned to see where his gaze matched, he was making eye contact with the golden boy of all people. "Ah, you and your boyfriend got into a fight already?" Blaise snorted.
"Good Merlin, Blaise. For fuck's sake, we're not dating. We're just friend... I guess? He asked if we could be friends today. But weren't we... I mean. I'm so confused." Draco sighed as he got up.
"Oh, so now you listen. I have to mention Potter to get your attention." Blaise rolled his eyes.
"Fuck off, Blaise." Draco sighed before turning to his left. "Greg, you coming?"
"Nah, I'm going to go check up on Pansy after this." Greg grumbled. "She hasn't been eating. No one's seen her around a lot recently - only during class."
"Alright, go check on your girlfriend then." Blaise places his hand on Greg's shoulder as Greg shoot him a glare. "See ya, mate." Blaise flashes a gummy smile before walking off with Draco.
Draco waited at the stream, it was pretty dark so he brought a lamp. Knowing Harry's insatiable hunger, he also bought some sandwiches because Blaise bought four too many for him the other other. It was already 5 to 9pm, he came early since he wanted to get it done and over with.
"Draco."
Advertisement
- In Serial119 Chapters
The Fate of a villain (But not really)
But to be honest, he doesn't really want to be one. Assigned that role by a bored god looking for entertainment, he struggles with the past. Seriously, how much of an asshole could a dead man have been? As an imposter, the new soul possessing the body of a certain Francis Rayleigh, he tries his best to change that past image of his. Its not all simple though. Just because of his pretty face, it doesn't mean that life bows down to him. And to top it all off, a god, no matter how bored they were, is still by most definitions a god. Ultimately, on the grand stage of the world, will the fate forced upon him prevail? Without burning any villages, and trying to be as peaceful as possible, he hopes to avoid those hands of fate. No evil empires dancing on his palm, no conspiracy to rid the world of intelligent life. Not even a superweapon to turn the world's lives into his slaves. Just a man, found on the weaker side of life, trying to live. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ NOTE: CONTAINS CROSSDRESSING, LGBT ELEMENTS It starts off really slowly, so take your time. Mostly just fluff, with plot sprinkled in. The action picks up in chapters 20+! Its somewhat episodic, but also a serial, if that makes sense. Word counts per chapter from 2000 - 3000 Photo by Dorothe form PxHere Releases weekly(?)
8 119 - In Serial7 Chapters
A Hero's Legacy
In a world of swords and magic, a hero was summoned from a different reality to fight the Demon Lord. On his journey, he developed many strange and powerful devices to aid them in their fight against a demonic foe. He kept the designs of his creations secret to the world, fearful of the potential chaos they could bring. Forty years pass, the Demon Lord slain and the Hero dies in solitude, however; while their creator may be dead his creations are not. Many chose, against the late hero’s wishes, to continue research into more advanced and deadlier weapons. With the Demon Lord dead, humanity only has one outlet to test this new tools of war on, themselves. Old feuds are brought to life again, tension can be felt in the air, A new war will soon be fought, but this time not with Magic and Sword... Edit by Sestevis The Pledge Release every Saturday 8pm-11pm est
8 219 - In Serial22 Chapters
Tales of Nezura
Lavarund is divided between ordinary citizens and necromancers, all ruled mercilessly by the evil King Mozer. Fortunately, the necromancers have a safe haven in the Southeast, most notably their beautiful capital Nezura. Though there are more significant issues at play, an ordinary teenage boy named Maximilian Forrester is just trying to find something he's good at. After struggling to fit in at school, he goes away for a summer to visit his uncle, which will forever change his life trajectory. Maximilian must rapidly mature and forget about fitting in as he'll be called upon to save the world with support from a skeletal velociraptor and a goddess. Planning to post a chapter every 3 days.
8 134 - In Serial6 Chapters
Depravity and Debauchery in the Southern Kingdoms
In a fantasy world of peace and prosperity, the elves decide the world is too diverse and create terrible weapons of mass destruction to corrupt the other races and maintain their superiority. Centuries later, they have completed their designs, but they didn't account for the everlasting influence of corruption, as it now creeps into their lands. This is the story of what men with no morals and nothing to lose set free upon the world after excessive consumption of both natural and unnatural substances. Corruption, vice and perversion haunt our protagonist. Will one writer fight against the terrible evil and obscenity, or will he fall to the depravity and debauchery of the southern Kingdoms? This story is about a bunch of terrible characters doing a bunch of terrible things. It will not be long, but I hope is an entertaining read!
8 78 - In Serial260 Chapters
A New Kind of Freak (A dragon evolution story)
For dragons, those who dominate the food chain, growth is always a troublesome time. Left to fend for oneself with only a library of memories passed down as their inheritance, no fate is worse than being a failure before birth. What can a small mutated hatchling do in such snowy outskirts? With few options besides magic, the Nexus provides a quick source of power, but that does not mean his enemies were without strength. Levels and stats are available to all in this dragon eat dragon wor- "So... am I really made of Ice-cream?" * * * This is a Progression fantasy where the main concept is about the growing protagonist actually focusing on their own growth without passing through constant hoops for the sake of it. He stays out of trouble, albeit not always successfully, and only cares about evolving enough that he can hold his own weight in the world. Showing that being made of ice-cream isn't a weakness, but a strength when nurtered properly. Also it doesn't end in a protagonist who becomes/kills god, because that just doesn't fit the theme.
8 3272 - In Serial21 Chapters
Blaze, My Mate
Sophia Turpin is a fun loving girl who respects everybody. She couldn't wait to turn 18 and find her mate. When she finally found her mate he was in the arms of another. That night she lost everything because she tried to claim what rightfully belonged to her.
8 288

