"Malfoy?" I repeated. "Kiss me." He said, suddenly. "Might as well start now." He looked at me expectantly, so full of desire, that I couldn't breathe for a moment. The emotion in Draco's eyes was something far different from the need I had grown used to seeing in Ron's eyes. Draco was looking at me like I was the only thing in the world that mattered at that very moment, his eyes devouring me hungrily as if they couldn't believe that I was really in front of him. In spite of myself, I stepped further into his embrace, pressing a hand to his chest. His hand remained on my face, still but a whisper of a touch, as if afraid that if he pushed, this fragile moment would shatter beyond repair. I stared up at him, confused by his hesitation. These were just lessons, right? I was so used to kissing Ron that this was strange, what made it even stranger was that it was Malfoy I was going to kiss. His hand unconsciously drifted to my waist, and he pulled me closer gently, making it clear that this was my choice, and I could break the embrace if I wished. His face came closer to mine, slowly but steadily, and it stopped just centimeters from mine. He was so close now, that I could see a faint scar on his lower lip. If I just moved my head a bit... ••••• When Ron cheats on Hermione because she won't satisfy him sexually, Hermione makes a deal with Draco Malfoy that will change her life forever, for better ...or worse. ••••• Warning: Contains mature content such as bad language and sexual themes. Also, mentions of rape and triggering themes. Now in editing by SirenSong55 Highest rank: #1 in Dramione #50 in fanfiction #1 in romance Cover by @khmbrleya

Caught between the dark, undeniable pull of Malfoy and the unexpected, protective warmth of Elliot, Estelle must choose her own path. She's navigating a world of betrayal, lies, and high-stakes deals, all while risking the one thing she promised herself she'd never do again: fall in love. WARNING: 18+ (Contains smut, language, violence) DISCLAIMER: All original Harry Potter characters' credit goes to J.K. Rowling. #1: Malfoyfanfic #1: Oliver Wood #1: Timothéechalamet #3: Spicy #3: Hermione Granger

Granger, Granger, Granger, Granger. In an unending echo of utter embarrassment. The presentation parameters were between five and ten minutes. Draco's clocked in at seven minutes and twenty-four seconds. It would have been less mortifying for him to lay on the floor for that amount of time and make dying whale noises.

The adverse effects of unknowingly imbibing Babbling Beverage while intoxicated include the urge to chatter incessantly, dizziness, short-term memory loss, and spilling your secrets to a fake version of Draco Malfoy.

Seventh year Pre-War AU. None of 6th year happened. Draco mistakenly picks up a dirty story that Hermione has dropped and decides to read it ... What a dirty, dirty mind she has... I DON'T OWN THIS! IT BELONGS TO ADA_P_RIX

First little story in the Fucklust Series. Fuck-lust; Draco had liked to call it. A state of tension whereby two people hated each other so much that one day they would implode all of these emotions and take them out on each other. The outcome would usually end in them both rutting like rabbits. Not him and Granger, though. No, they wouldn't just rut. They'd fuck. Hard. *Mature content from the start.* ** Draco and Hermione are the Bestman and Chief Bridesmaid at their friends wedding. Maybe there are some things that are better left unsaid. I DON'T OWN THIS! IT BELONGS TO ADA_P_RIX!

ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ it's kill or be killed, but they can't fully concentrate on anything but each other. Or Emma Cresswell and Draco Malfoy have never got on, despite both being in Slytherin and coming from highly respected families. But when they are forced to work together on an impossible task, they can't ignore their chemistry. But how will they complete their task when the can't keep their hands off each other? (Draco Malfoy x oc) *May contain strong language and mature/sexual scenes*

In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Leaning in as she whispered, "Both." ____ A Theodore Nott & Draco Malfoy fanfiction with a bunch of messy plots. Trigger warnings. This book contains mature content such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, toxicity, alcohol, the use of nicotine, and foul language. All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. ____ I do own Isla Grace Clarke, Mila Walker, Leo, and Ava Green, along with the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any of the characters/events in this book. All credits go to J.K Rowling.

'she leaned in to smell the potion, 'I smell.. vanilla and freshly polished wood and.. green apples.' She sat back up and went to pick up her quill to write this down, but as she went to, her hand brushed against dracos. His skin was soft. It reminded her of silk sliding across her skin. She looked at him, he was already looking at her. Their eyes locked. Dracos dark, cold, deathly grey eyes starred deep into hermiones warm, hopeful, melted chocolate looking eyes. Her eyes were innocent, draco thought. Hermione felt a shiver go down her spine, then broke the eye contact and looked at her hand that was still touching dracos. She quickly moved it away and picked up her quill, she didn't dare look at draco. She had something on her mind, other than what she saw in dracos eyes, and their 'moment', she had something buzzing around in her head... green apples... who likes green apples..?' Please enjoy this, this is going to be more intimate than my other story, hopefully you'll enjoy this. I want this one to do well. I don't want to rush this. I feel like that's a big problem of mine.. I make everything happen so quickly, I don't let the readers have time to comprehend what happened and emotionally connected with the story. But yeah, I hope you enjoy and vote and recommend and stuff, would really mean a lot :))