Knowledge of books/movies 1-3 required. You can be any house and even a main characters sibling. other stuff in comments

Its romance for any gender, so any POV
he will be a bitch at first, so deal with it
knowledge of AT LEAST the first three books/movies required. All of them? gladly appreciated and you are my friend now
He's the year 7 Draco
I DONT OWN ANY OF THESE CHARACTERS OF SETTINGS THEY ARE PROPERTY OF J K ROWLING AND THE HARRY POTTER SERIES

(May I propose to you; Genderbend Harry as my character/POV?)

YES YES)
SHUT UP AND TAKE MY GO***AMN MONEY!)

(LMFAO XD)

(discuss in memechat then re-reply with Harry in the very very beginning of Harry Potter)

(sorry mate, got distracted listening to my mum gossiping)

lol)

(I love doing HP rps because I get to write like the brit I am. can use all the "mate"s, "bloody"s, and "innit"s I want)

I did Draco bc I love "Pottah"
And I can sound like him
Also he's my daddy-

gtg to bed, gn.

alright! night!

DRARRY AT FULL MAX BABYYYYYYYYYyyyy
we starting this from year 1 now

(ok!)
*Harebell "Harry" Potter entered nervously into Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, fidgeting slightly in her far too big clothes and pushing up her glasses. she looked around, spotting a blond boy standing on a platform in the corner getting fitted by- nothing? right, magic. you're in a magic world now Harry, magic is prevalent now*

*he turns to Lucius* Daddy, its too tight on me! can you have the woman make her stupid magic ruler loosen it up a bit?

*Harry's left eye twitched as she watched the boy, immediately getting reminded of her bloody spoiled cousin Dudley. she suppressed the urge to shake her head and instead went over to a kindly old woman she assumed was Madam Malkin*
Harry: u-um, e-excuse me?

Malkin: yes, my dear?

*Draco in the background is ranting to his father*

Harry: *Shyly* h-hi, um, I’m here for robes? H-Hogwarts robes? *the Indian-British girl shifted uncomfortably, fidgeting with her messy hair. Hagrid had given her two ribbons to pull it back with, but they weren’t very good and weren’t very tight either (hence the reason she was fidgeting)*

(Sry school)
Malkin: ah, yes of course. You'd make a fine witch. Come, come. *she abandons draco- making him whiny- and guides Harry to the back of the shop*

*Harry followed along, occasionally casting glances back at Draco through her cracked and Sellotape-ed glasses as she was stood on one of those fitting stools next to him. Despite her better judgment, Harry couldn’t help but stare slightly at the pale blond boy, for he was her opposite in every way; pale skin, blond-almost-white hair, wealthy (obviously), with a father standing with him. Harebell looked down at herself, dark skin, dark hair, hand-me-down clothes from a boy 7 sizes larger than her that she had to clumsily tailor herself to make them fit, with no chaperone inside the shop standing beside her. Complete and perfect opposites*

(RED HAIR AND A HAND ME DOWN ROBE MUST BE A WEASLEY-)
*he glares at her* what are you looking at?

Harry: ah! Um, n-nothing . . . Sorry . . . *she looked away, but used the mirror in front of her to continue studying the boy. He looked like that weasel kinda thing she’d found when she’d be locked outside in the yard (she’d gotten in trouble for trying to eat a glob of cake off the floor that had fallen from Dudley’s hand right in front of her while she was cleaning. She was 7). Harry had tried to keep it as a pet, but Uncle Vernon said he would not allow rodents in his house. How strange that this boy could remind her so much of a little ferret- a ferret! That’s what it was called!*

(NOT THE FERRET REFERENCE-)
*he huffs, complaining to his father*

Harry: e-excuse me? Um, hi, uh, could you, uh, maybe be a little bit quieter? Or like, complain afterwards? *Harry tried not to shift as Madame Malkin pinned the robes to size* it’s kind of rude to do that right in the person’s face

*He scoffs* my father will hear about this! You dare speak that way to a pure-blood? Let alone a Malfoy?

*Harry’s right eye twitched slightly as she stared blankly at Draco. Malfoy? Pureblood? What was bro yapping about???*
Harry: *confused* I, suppose? Who are you?

I'm malfoy. Draco, malfoy.

Harry: *mimicking him* and I’m Potter. Harebell Potter *internally, she was laughing; what kind of a name is Draco? Then again, she was literally named after the bloody Scottish Bluebell, so I suppose she couldn’t talk either. Harry shifted slightly as Madame Malkin placed her hands around her emaciated ribs, flinching and immediately getting distracted from her conversation with Draco* s-sorry!

*Draco huffs and turns to his father*

*Brilliant, now she’s done it. Way to make an enemy before even stepping into school, Harebell. But why was that boy’s, Draco’s, father looking at her like that? Like, he expected something from her . . .*
*Harry sure hoped he didn’t expect anything from her; after all, she had absolutely no clue what she was doing either way. Perhaps this was a dream- a very long dream, and this Draco Malfoy was the tipping point where it turns into a nightmare*

*The two eventually leave, Lucius' can striking the ground as they walk*

*Harry turned back to Madam Malkin, paid her the money, and exited the shop with her new robes. She almost got distracted and stayed a little longer, just to look at the beautiful dresses in the shop as well, but she remembered Hagrid wanting to meet her at 3:00 and he reluctantly dragged herself away. She walked over to the giant man, a small smile on her face as she saw him standing in front of some sort of magic pet shop*
Harry: Hi Hagrid! I got my robes

Hagrid: Ah, harry! glad you can make it.

(Bro, I've literally read every book and watched every movie XD)
Name: Autumn
Height: 5'0
House: Ravenclaw
She's also a muggle

*I look up at him* Oh, sorry, didn't mean to bump into you like that

*he rolls his eyes* whatever, mudblood
(You can pick what year it is rn btw-)

(Mmm, 6th year)

*I glare at him* Well there's no need to be rude

(Also, I have about 14 minutes until I have to leave, then I'll be back on Monday)

Before or after albus died?)
(Aww ok)
You filthy scumbag, I can talk how I want to. Especially to stupid dirty bloods. My father will hear about this!

Damn-)
What did you just call me? *he follows her*

A bloody jackass *I turn back around, glaring*

Absurd! My father will hear about this!

*I roll my eyes* Sure

*he huffs*

*I turn back around to head to class*

(Lets just do after, I don't wanna play through that depressing scene)

*I walk off, muttering* Bloody jackass...

*in the great hall for dinner...*

*I sit, eating, as my friend luna talks about looking for Nargles*

*he's sitting with Crab and Goyle*

*I mutter* Call me a mud blood...ass hole

*hes making fun of hermoine*

*he goes back to talking to crab*

*I stand in front of him and clear my throat*

*he looks up* what do you want, mud-blood?

*I glare at him* I want to know why you think it's okay to make fun of someone just because of who their parents are *I point to Hermione* Hermione is one of the smartest witches I know, hell, she's even smarter than you

*I glare at him, then stand up*

*Luna's eyes widen* What are you doing?

Going to give that ass hole a piece of my mind *I start to walk over to him, and Luna follows behind*

We all know pure-bloods are the only real wizards too. *he rolls his eyes* mud-bloods don't deserve it, just because they pop out special.

Muggle-borns are JUST as deserving, you posh twat!

What did you call me?! *he stands, scowling*

You heard me! *I return the scowl* You are a posh twat!

*Luna chuckles* Danggg girl

*he pins her against the wall, holding her by the neck and scowling*
(kinda like how hermoine did to Draco in the movie in the 3rd one with her wand before breaking his nose)

(Also, I gtg in 7 minutes)

*My eyes slightly widen, then I smirk* Oh, is the spoiled daddy's boy mad~?

(Hermione was a literal QUEEN in that scene)

(IK!)
*he scowls, tightening his grip* shut up.

Coward *I manage to trip him, reversing the roles, smirking*

*he kicks her*

*I stumble backward, glaring at him, when Professor Flitwick and Professor Snape walk over*

*the two professors separate them*

But professor, she insulted me-

*The professor glares at him* Not buts, Malfoy, unless you want me to take any more points
*I mutter* You insulted me first...

fine. *he huffs, sitting back down*

You two better not be late *He walks off*

*I sigh, returning to my table*

*in detention..*

*I walk in, noticing that the only desk available is next to Draco ~Snape did that on purpose...~ I reluctantly sit next to him, taking out my book ~I can ignore him~*

*he's sitting in silence, pissed*

*I sneak a glance at him, smirking ~He's so pissed that it's funny~*

Professor Snape: 30 points from both Slytherin and Ravenclaw house, and both of you will have detention in my classroom
*Professor Flitwick helps me up*

*once Snape arrives..*

I don't want to hear a word from either of you *He starts grading papers*

*I quietly sigh ~I can't believe I actually had a crush on Malfoy in 4th year...although I would be lying if I said that there weren't still some feelings for him~ I slightly blush as I think this*

*Draco just grunts, spacing out- and slightly scratching uncomfortably at his wrist*

*I notice this and raise an eyebrow ~Why is he scratching his wrist like that?~*

*the sleeve rolls up slightly, exposing a hint of the dark mark*

*My eyes slightly widen and I quickly turn my attention back to my book ~Holy shit...~*

*he continues to itch it*

*~It must be really bothering him...~ I feel slightly concerned despite myself*

*he grunts, scratching more*

*I quietly sigh, then whisper very quietly, a look of concern on my face* Are you alright? *~I can't believe I'm concerned for HIM of all people...~*

I'm fine...

*~Huh, I was honestly expecting an insult...~ I keep my voice low, my tone projecting concern* You sure...?

I'm fine, dammit! just leave me alone.. *he continues to scratch*

*I slightly jump, looking away, mumbling* I was just making sure you were okay...

It's fine, I get it. Just, leave me alone for a while...

*I nod, then my eyes slightly widen again ~Holy shit, he didn't insult me once...~ I slightly smile, hiding it with my book ~Yeah, I definitely still have some feelings for him...~ a light blush dusts my cheeks*

*he continues to scratch*

*All of a sudden Snape stands up, giving us a serious look* I have something I need to do, I will be gone for an hour, don't destroy the classroom, and not a sound out of either one of you *He walks out*

*I just continue to read my book*

*he just rolls his eyes*

*I continue reading, looking at Draco out of the corner of my eye*

*he looks back*
hm?

*I blush slightly, mumbling* Um... nothing *I bring my book closer to my face to hide the blush*

*he smirks, seeing it* oh, really?

Mmhmm *~Uhh, this is emberassing~ My cheeks grow a little redder, and I put my book down, looking away from him*

*he pulls her chin back to look at him* you're blushing~

What? Got a crush on me?

*I bite my lip, casting my eyes to the side, my face getting redder ~Oh my merlin, please strike me dead~*

*he leans in close*

*My breathing becomes more shallow, but I don't back away, and my eyes stray to his lips for a split second before they go back up to his eyes*

*My eyes slightly widen, my face beet red ~Merlin, kill me now~ I mutter* S-shut up, Malfoy...

*he smirks, leaning closer*

*I think about what I should do, then without a second thought, I kiss him*

*he pulls her close, smirking* knew it.

*I wrap my arms around his neck, my whole face red*

*he holds her close*

*I look at him and smile shyly*

*he strokes her hair*

Um... I suppose I should apologize for calling you a posh twat earlier... *I let out a nervous giggle*

(really sorry where my imgflip doesn't have notifs its hard to remember-)
And I should apologize for disrespecting you, eh?

Yeah... we were both assholes to each other...

*he silences her, a lip to her mouth* sh. snape's coming.

*I simply nod, slowly moving away from him, but I hold his hand under the desk*

*his thumb strokes the back of her hand*

*I let a small smile stretch across my face as Snape walks in, looking at both of us, and sits down*

*after detention...*

*I notice that no one else is around, so I slip my hand in his when we enter the hallway*

*he smiles*

*I smile back, then I pause, stand on my tiptoes, and kiss him*

*he wraps his arms around her*

*I gently cup his face as I continue to kiss him, my heart fluttering in my chest like a caged bird*

*he smiles, leading her out to the courtyard*

*he sits down, pulling her into his arms*

*I rest my head on his shoulder, a grin on my face*

*he looks up, staring at the sky blankly, lost in thought*

*I look up at him and can tell he's thinking about something* What you thinking about?

Just how f**ked up my life is. *he motions to his forearm, where the Dark Mark seems to pulse*

*I give him a sad look and gently take his arm, rolling up his sleeve, revealing the mark, and gently trace it with my finger* Well, just know that you don't have to deal with your f**ked up life alone now *I smile at him gently, still lovingly and gently tracing the mark*

Thank you. *he looks down at her*

Of course *I smile, then bring his arm up to my lips and place a gentle kiss on the mark*

*I break the kiss slightly, still keeping our lips close to each other, a blush dusting my cheeks as I stare at his smile ~My merlin I love it when he smiles~*

*he blushes slightly*

*I see the blush and smile, giggling* Aww, your blushing

N-no..

*I move closer to him, smiling* Yes you are~ *I giggle, giving him a kiss on the cheek* It's very cute

*he blushes*
(afk dinner)

*he smiles, gently stealing her wand and running off playfully*

Hey! *I laugh, running after him* Give that back!

*he laughs, running off*

*I try to match his pace, still laughing, trying to catch up*

*I twirl a strand of his blonde hair around my finger, smiling* Who would have thought that I would be making Draco Malfoy blush? *I giggle*

*he hops into a tree*

*he smiles*

*I lean against the tree, catching my breath, still looking up at him* Asshole *I say this playfully, grinning* How in the bloody hell did you even do that?

*he shrugs* those couple hours as a ferret did stuff. *he throws her wand back* catch

*I laugh, catching it* I remember that day

Oh, shush.

*I smirk playfully, giggling* Never

*he smirks, pulling her up on the tree*

*I squeak* Hey! *I hold onto him* Not funny *Though I can't help but slightly laugh*

*he smiles* yes, it is
(check my most recent post)

*I roll my eyes, smiling*

*he ruffles her hair*

*I blush*

*he leans against the tree*

*I lean close to him, nuzzling his neck*

*he buries his head into her hair*

*I sigh contentedly ~How did we go from fighting and hating each other to holding each other close like this in mere hours?~ I smile at the thought*

*his eyes drift close*