darcomalfoycanrailme
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I hate relationships. But I want you.  by halfbloooddprincess
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"You want me don't you Grace" I did I wanted all of him but i could never admit that. Grace is Crabbes sister. She finally decided to join her brother at Hogwarts during sixth year. She was a straight A student who didn't like to do anything but study or curl up with a book. That all changed when she was introduced to her brothers friend Draco Malfoy. She hated him but didn't want anything more then him. Her world completely flipped upside down. Secrets had to be kept from her brother that she thought she would never have to keep. Grace is a new person now and it's all because of him.
The Veniths  by thelonelygirl22
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Y/n sighed. She came back to her senses to concentrate on class. Her legs were rubbing against each other. "Not listening to class Miss Venith?" Snape said looking at her suspiciously. "Of course I am Professor." She answered. Snape walked away and continued with his class. She made eye contact with Draco Malfoy. She saw a flash of his naked torso on top of her and her legs resting on his shoulders. She swallowed her saliva. He smirked at her. That Malfoy, he will drive me insane. •All of my characters are 16+ since it is the age of consent under Canadians Laws. Third year student at Hogwarts are 16 and 17 years old. •My story is mature for explicit content and few swear words. I do not encourage any type of sexual violence. Only consensual activities.
Disgrace by MrsDracoMalfoyxo
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You were a Potter. You grew up with Harry, your twin brother, in the same dreadful situation. You had the same lightning bolt scar, but on your neck. And you had the same blood, or so you thought. When you entered Hogwarts and were sorted into Slytherin house, your world fell apart. You found out you weren't like your parents, and were a disgrace to your family name. Then a blonde haired boy, who had seemed to hate you for your half blood statues, helped you through the transition. "But you hate Half bloods." You sniffled. "Well apparently not all of them." You looked up at the warm smile he gave you and accepted his hand standing up. "Thank you Malfoy." "Anytime, Potter." WARNING! •if you skip sections you might get confused •this is just as much a Harry Potter fanfic as it is a Malfoy •you will see the Malfoy relations get more tense as the story goes, don't get anxious!