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  • Remain Nameless
    2.6M 60.7K 51

    How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco's...

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  • Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)
    3.7M 106K 177

    READ DESCRIPTION FIRST TO AVOID CONFUSION. -currently under revision, my grammar sucks- Joy Deveroux, the last descendant of the wealthy, pure-blooded Deveroux's, transfers to Hogwarts. What happens when she realizes she has a more twisted fate than the Slytherin Prince, Draco Malfoy? Will she be the light in the sea...

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  • Guilty. | D.M.
    117K 4.7K 25

    A love triangle... or square? Hexagon? Maisie Deveroux, but you can call her Roux, always put others first before herself... even when it comes to the ideals of her heart. Pansy Parkinson has been in love with Draco Malfoy as long as she could remember... so has Maisie. Draco on the other hand, had his eyes set on M...

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  • Filthy ; Draco Malfoy
    23.4M 502K 54

    Toxic Draco. Dumb Lucille. The book with a messy plot full of smut. You might fall in love with Lorenzo Berkshire. Oh, and I wrote this in under a month, so enjoy that *rushed* and *minimal effort* taste. + A book that takes unexpected turns of events. + More than just your regular mature fanfiction. {Half-Blood Prin...

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  • pureblood.
    628K 15K 45

    The niece of Severous Snape starts at Hogwarts at the age of sixteen. Raised to be a muggle because of her parents secret, she runs away to Hogwarts to become the best wizard she can be. Ivy must leave her muggle ways at the door and embrace her destiny. But that all changes once she meets her pureblood room mate.

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  • 𝐓𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃
    2.2M 49.3K 41

    *UNDER MAJOR EDITING* He loosened his hand from around my neck teasing me with a walking motion of his two fingers travelling down my body he traced my subtle V line with the tips of his fingers making me buck my hips at the sensitivity. He lowered his head down to my ear "Fuck, Roberts. How'd you make me feel this...

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