"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎." {𝙴𝚍𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚎 𝚡 𝙾𝙲} *𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙, 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜* 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫. 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐝𝐲𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐜, 𝐬𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬, 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐢𝐱 𝐢𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐞. 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐂.𝐒. 𝐋𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬. 𝐈 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐄𝐦𝐦𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬/𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐈 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞.

- ᴀ ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟғᴏʏ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ Draco lifts his head up, shooting a glance towards his left to the witch staring shamelessly at him, his pale eyes settling on her, grunting irritably, "Do you ever mind your own business?" Oonagh pondered silently, tucking loose strands of her chocolatey waves behind her ear, surprising the Slytherin when she answers honestly, "Not often, no. Would you like me to?" 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟғᴏʏ ʀᴇғᴜsᴇs ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʜɪs ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴏғ ʟɪғᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ʟᴏᴜᴅ, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏssᴇs ᴘᴀᴛʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏᴏɴᴀɢʜ ᴏ'ᴄᴏɴɴᴏʀ. ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ (This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)

- if i could i'd get you the moon - draco malfoy has never known how relationships work and he never thought it would be too hard to understand them. however, now that he's began falling for someone he really shouldn't, he's going to have to figure it out. this takes place in the storyline of fifth year, but all characters are two years older (i.e. draco is seventeen, not fifteen) possible triggering subjects: abuse (mental and physical), alcohol use, talks of depression, self-harm (not explicit), eating disorders, sexual harassment must read HOT CHOCOLATE (the prequel) first!

when a single astronomy test makes draco malfoy question everything he's ever believed in life all because of a girl who loves christmas and hot chocolate spanish translation on @rorygilf 's profile

𝗪𝗮𝗿 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗮𝗹 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗲𝘅-𝗗𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗵 𝗘𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗗𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗼𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗯𝗲 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆, 𝟯𝟬𝘁𝗵 𝗔𝘂𝗴𝘂𝘀𝘁, 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗦𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱 𝗪𝗶𝘇𝗮𝗿𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗪𝗮𝗿. 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗪𝗶𝘇𝗲𝗻𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗶𝗻𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗲, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗽𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗠𝗮𝗹𝗳𝗼𝘆 𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗱 𝗮𝗰𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀. 𝗙𝗼𝗿 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗺𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗮𝗴𝗲 𝟰. ~ "Do I really bother you?" She rolls her eyes and slaps the newspaper down onto the table, eyes pinning him. "Oh no! Is it obvious?" she asks, sarcastically. Dramatic, as if it's the end of the world that he'd know. Again, he laughs. Nods. "Like a fly bothers a spider," she continues, taking a sip of her tea. "Careful," he grins. "I don't think your analogy there is quite correct. You see spiders tend to like flies." He stands up, takes another bite of his half eaten toast and walks towards the archway that she's sitting nearest to. He's behind her when he leans over slightly and mutters, "They even eat them." ~ cover art by me :)

"Will you dance with me?" Juliette asked quietly, as if she was afraid of someone hearing them in their solitude. Her delicate fingers were gliding over the piano keys, collecting the dust. "There's a possibility of a war and you're asking me to dance with you?" Draco, sitting on an armchair by himself with his left hand thoughtfully resting under his chin, sent Juliette a disapproving glare. ''Seriously?'' "Yes. Will you?" She asked again, looking directly at him. Her tired gaze met his cold, distant blue eyes. He let out a defeated sigh and answered, "Yes." ⸻ ꧁•𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 & 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 •꧂

"She did not need to see life through rose-coloured glasses. Life with him was more beautiful than it can be." It's been 5 years after the war. The war that changed everything. Catherine Ariendra is a trainee healer at St. Mungo's. She's still trying her best to live her life, or what's left of it. With a broken past and a broken heart, she never really had someone she called home. Draco Malfoy is no stranger to hurt and despair. He's now only a shell of a boy he once was, ever since his father was sentenced to Azkaban. Two lonely souls, both needing to find a reason to keep on living. Maybe being with each other is what they truly need to heal. A Draco Malfoy Fan-fiction (Draco Malfoy x OC)

on the surface, the two couldn't have been more different. he was cruel, arrogant, and cold; she was quiet, mellow, and kind. however, the two students would soon be made aware of how they wore matching scars on their skin and in their souls. // "I have scars too, remember?" Draco said after a moment. He tugged off his shirt, making Lorelei blush, but he showed her all of the long white scars on his arms, back, and torso. She gently touched one of them, making Draco breathe deeper, but her heart slowed and shoulders uncoiled to see them. With shaky hands and averted eyes, Lorelei carefully pulled back the hem of her dress until it rested just above her knees. She didn't look at his face, not wanting to see his reaction. She flinched just slightly when Draco's cold finger trailed over one of her scars, just as she had done to his a moment before. "They're beautiful, princess. A sign of your strength and resilience." SOULMATE AU // HP FANFIC Highest Rankings: #1 in Soulmate #1 in Slytherin #1 in Hufflepuff #1 in AlternateUniverse #2 in DracoMalfoy #2 in Angst #4 in SoulmateAU #6 in LunaLovegood #11 in FanFiction #16 in HarryPotter /disclaimer: I don't own the Harry Potter characters or that universe. I only own Lorelei Jones and Briar Davies./ [started - may 2021; finished - december 2021]

a story of a witch that loved the night and stars too much and a boy that found comfort in the constellations hidden in her eyes

{book 1} her eyes saw wonder. his eyes saw glory. what will it take for them to see what the other sees?