DRARRY. It's canon.
Harry/Draco aka Drarry is definitely canon. Don't argue. Harry and Draco have a lot of sexual tension, are destined to be together, are star-crossed lovers, etc. etc. Like I said, don't argue. Drarry is the best ship of Harry Potter. Don't believe me? Even Tom Felton ships it. You know that's right.
Why do I ship Drarry? LET ME SHOW YOU:
"Hogwarts, dear?" she said, when Harry started to speak. "Got the lot here - another young man being fitted up just now, in fact."
In the back of the shop, a boy with a pale, pointed face was standing on a footstool while a second witch pinned up his long black robes. Madame Malkin stood Harry on a stool next to him, slipped a long robe over his head, and began to pin it to the right length.
"Hello," said the boy, "Hogwarts, too?"
"Yes," said Harry.
Meeting of fate, tbh.
Three boys entered, and Harry recognized the middle one at once: It was the pale boy from Madame Malkin's robe shop. He was looking at Harry with a lot more interest than he'd shown back in Diagon Alley.
Perhaps Harry had eaten a bit too much, because he had a very strange dream. He was wearing Professor Quirrell's turban, which kept talking to him, telling him he must transfer to Slytherin at once, because it was his destiny. Harry told the turban he didn't want to be in Slytherin; it got heavier and heavier; he tried to pull it off but it tightened painfully- and there was Malfoy, laughing at him as he struggled with it.
Dreaming of Draco since day one.
Mmmm Draco...
He'd rather be doing this tbh:
"Bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter?" said a voice Harry had no trouble recognizing. He straightened, and came face-to-face with Draco Malfoy...
True love, y/y?
Why yes, they certainly do.
"Now Harry, when Draco points his wand at you, you do this."
He raised his own wand, attempted a complicated sort of wiggling action, and dropped it...
"Whoops - my wand is a little overexcited-"
Perverted thoughts, tbh.
Harry's wand is a little overexcited. ;)
"All right there, Scarhead?" yelled Malfoy, shooting underneath him as though to show off the speed of his broom.
Awww! Pet names! :)
I love the internet.
Passing love notes. <3
Okay, I'm just going to skip to one of the best parts of the books for Drarry shippers:
Harry, however, had never been less interested in Quidditch; he was rapidly becoming obsessed with Draco Malfoy. Still checking the Marauder's Map whenever he got the chance, he sometimes made detours to wherever Malfoy happen to be...
He was rapidly becoming obsessed with Draco Malfoy.
He was rapidly becoming obsessed with Draco Malfoy.
He was rapidly becoming obsessed with Draco Malfoy.
He was rapidly becoming obsessed with Draco Malfoy.
TRUE LOVE. HE LOVES HIM MORE THAN QUIDDITCH. MY HEART. :')
Foreplay.
And now for the next greatest thing to happen to Drarry shippers:
"It's - too - dangerous!" Ron yelled, but Harry wheeled in the air. His glasses giving his eyes some small protection from the smoke, he raked the firestorm below, seeking a sign of life, a limb or a face that was not yet charred like wood...
And he saw them: Malfoy with his arms around the unconscious Goyle, the pair of them perched on a fragile tower of charred desks, and Harry dived. Malfoy saw him coming and raised one arm, but even as Harry grasped it her knew at once that it was no good: Goyle was too heavy and Malfoy's hand, covered in sweat, slid instantly out of Harry's-
"IF WE DIE FOR THEM, I'LL KILL YOU HARRY!" roared Ron's voice, and, as a great flaming chimaera bore down upon them, he and Hermione dragged Goyle onto their broom and rose, rolling and pitching, into the air once more as Malfoy clambered up behind Harry.
"The door, get to the door, the door!" screamed Malfoy in Harry's ear, and Harry sped up, following Ron, Hermione, and Goyle through the billowing black smoke, hardly able to breathe: and all around them the last few objects unburned by the devouring flames were flung into the air, as the creatures of the cursed fire cast them high in celebration: cups and shields, a sparkling necklace, and an old, discolored tiara-
"What are you doing, what you doing, the door's that way!" screamed Malfo, but Harry made a hairpin swerve, and dived. The diadem seemed to fall in slow motion, turning and glittering as it dropped toward the maw of a yawning serpent, and then he had it, caught it around his wrist-
Harry swerved again as the serpent lunged at him; he soared upward and straight toward the place where, he prayed, the door stood open: Ron, Hermione, and Goyle had vanished; Malfoy was screaming and holding Harry so tightly it hurt. Then, through the smoke, Harry saw a rectangular patch on the wall and steered the broom at it, and moments later clean air filled his lungs and they collided with the wall in the corridor beyond.
BEST MOMENT OF THE BOOKS. NGL. Harry saves Draco's life... :D Like I said: TRUE LOVE.
OKAY. Those are my favorite moments from the books (and the movies) that made me ship Drarry. <3 <3 I'm sure there are more moments, so share them! Also, rec fanfic and fanart, because there is never too much Drarry. JUST ASK TOM FELTON. HE KNOWS.
And have this just because I like it:
IN CONCLUSION:
