Based off prompt above that I found on drarrypromptoftheday.tumblr.com. Set in eighth year after the war. Pretend that Snape never died.

Harry's soulmate mark

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"Shut up Malfoy!" Harry said furiously. Malfoy had just made a rude remark about the Weasleys, who were practically Harry's family.

"Why should I?" Malfoy said coolly.

Harry lunged at him, ignoring Hermione's shout for him to stop. They tumbled to the floor in an awkward mess while Harry tried to hit him and Malfoy tried to block. Both of them ended up grappling on the floor. Suddenly, Malfoy's right sleeve slid down, exposing his wrist. Harry stared at the black mark for a second before it disappeared when Malfoy moved. Harry's heart was beating fast as he scrambled off Malfoy. He set off down the hallway, ignoring Hermione who was trying to follow him.

"Harry, wait!" Hermione exclaimed. "Harry!" She shouted, when he didn't stop.

Harry slowly stopped and turned around. Hermione was wearing an expression of softness and confusion. She sighed and opened her mouth to speak.

"I saw it too," she finally said.

"It wasn't," Harry shook his head stubbornly. "It couldn't have been. I must've seen it wrong."

Hermione shook her head and walked closer to Harry as they continued to the Gryffindor common Room. She didn't say anything, as if she was trying to ignore Harry's stubbornness. However, when they reached the portrait, she turned to Harry.

"If he is your soulmate, it won't matter to me or Ron," she said before leaving him in front of the portrait.

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Harry's officially gone mad. He'd been staring at Malfoy in the classes they had, which was quite a lot, trying to see his soulmate mark. He had also been spending an unhealthy amount of time staring at his own mark, a series of inter looped chains. Harry had even tried to get into another fight with Malfoy, just so he could see the mark, but Malfoy had ignored him with a smirk on his lips.

It had been two weeks of failing to see what Malfoy's mark was. Finally tired of it, Harry had walked up to Malfoy, who was reading alone in the library, and had sat down next to him.

"Yes Potter?" Malfoy said, closing his book.

"What's your soulmate mark?" Harry asked bluntly. He didn't care if he was going to get laughed at, he needed to know because he was going mad.

"Really, Potter. You only needed to ask," Malfoy said before pulling back his sleeve to reveal inter looped chains on the inside of his wrist, that matched Harry's.

Harry's stomach dropped. "Right then," he murmured awkwardly, "I'll just go now."

He rushed out of the library with a red face. He was so distracted he didn't hear Malfoy calling his name from behind. He was so distracted that he didn't hear Malfoy calling him 'Harry' instead of 'Potter'.

"Harry!" Malfoy shouted when he finally was able to grab Harry's hand.

"What?" Harry asked miserably.

"Are you alright?" Malfoy asked hesitantly.

"No," Harry replied before trying to tug his hand out of Malfoy's.

"What's wrong?" He asked.

"I didn't know I was gay. How is everyone going to act? Harry Potter, the boy who lived, is gay!" Harry mocked himself through tears.

Draco didn't know what else to do, so he wrapped Harry up in a hug. "If it makes you feel better, I didn't know I was gay until I saw that your mark was the same as mine. And about how everyone will act? There are plenty of gay wizards out there. They have no reason to treat you different."

Harry nodded against Draco's chest. He snuggled against him as Draco laughed.

"You're like a cat, aren't you?" He said as he pulled away from Harry. Harry was half tempted to hug him again, just so he could smell Draco's stormy scent.

"So now what?" Harry asked. A smirk appeared on Draco's face.

"Now," he said, getting closer to Harry, "we kiss."

He placed his lips gently against Harry's. The kiss was sweet. Harry could feel his blood tingling the longer they kissed.

"As endearing as this is, I would rather you do this in private," said a sneering voice from behind Harry.

Harry spun around to see Snape standing there, looking slightly sickened. Draco blushed and pulled Harry away.

"Five points from Gryffindor and Slytherin!" Snape exclaimed after them. He sighed. He had just lost a bet with McGonagall.

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Not really proud of this one, but here you go!