"Did you seriously just kidnap Potters sister?" Theodore Nott asked Draco Malfoy. He had his arm firmly around Ariella Potter, a gun pointed to her head with his other hand. Harry was going to pay for what he did- it didn't matter what lengths he had to go to. "Yes," Draco pushed the gun further into her head, a small whimper escaping her lips. "Potters going to pay."

"Seriously? This is my assistant?" Mr. Malfoy complained as he stared at the girl in front of him. "You could've chosen anybody except Diggorys sister?" The women at the front desk just looked down ashamed, but not once did Mr. Malfoys eyes leave Lucille Diggorys figure.

"You're a goddamn catalyst, you know that?" He said slowly, the wind picking up and blowing his hair into his eyes. "Every single emotion I feel, they become whole damn explosions because of you." I sat there frozen, my breath caught in my throat. I make him feel explosions. I think of quicksilver eyes and pinkies brushing against one another and shared earbuds. You make me feel how I imagine touching the stars would be. Say it. Say it. Say it. Nothing comes out. Draco's expression shuttered closed, his spine going rigid. He stood up quickly, towering over me, and he held his broken arm out. "I know we bleed the same, Granger. I bled for you." _____ slowburn dramione starting fifth year book 1 in The Starlight Duology spotify book playlist: "the stars aligned" (each song in order fits every chapter) *I do not own any of these characters or this fictional world. All rights go to JK Rowling* Disclaimer: some parts towards the end are straight from the original Deathly Hallows book/movie, more towards the last few chapters becausa jkr wrote the scenes well and I didn't want to rewrite canon. This was to highlight the outcomes of the story that do not change despite Draco and Hermione's relationship and everything that entails. I added a few things such as changing it to Hermione's POV, adding her thoughts, and changing some details to fit the story.

"Draco, you may think this world is black and white, but it's not. I'm seeing grey. Together we're grey, we go perfectly" I rest my hands on his chest and look into the broken boy, he's already broken but I can mend him, I'll help him help himself. {18+ MATURE CONTENT AND POTENTIAL TRIGGERS!} He's is so determined to hide his feelings and true emotions from everyone but from her. She makes everything feel better. He trusts her. - {Half-Blood Prince | Deathly Hallows | Post-War} - {Mature Content, might be some triggers (I will say before very chapter if need!); Viewer Discretion is Advised, might be a slower burner, not too sure yet} Started 16th November 2020.

"all i've done is cause you trouble." "maybe i like trouble." sixteen year old venus just wants one normal year, is that too much to ask? school has always been a safe place for her, she has friends that she'd consider family, teachers that have high hopes for her, and a good view from the hufflepuff table. the one thing that Venus doesn't need is draco sodding malfoy ruining her potions mark. - draco malfoy X original female character - hbp era - started november 1st 2020 completed november 26th 2020 51K words - highest rankings #1 in fanfiction #1 in potionsclass #1 in novoldemort #1 in sixth year #2 in chemistry #3 in slow burn

{FIRST BOOK IN 'THE GIRL IN THE HOODIE' SERIES} {2014-2018} A girl moved to California two years ago. No one knows what she looks like. All they know is that she wears a hoodie. *~*~*~* "HOLY SHIT, NOAH! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU LET THE TROLLEY GO?! COME BACK! OH MY FUCKING LIFE, FIZZY DRINKS UP AHEAD--" BANG FIZZ POP "...am I dead?" I'm suddenly grabbed by the back of my hoodie and pulled up from the ground and out of the mess of the opened bottles of fizzy which had exploded when the trolley and I crashed into them. My hands instantly go to my hood and I sigh in relief to find that it hadn't fallen off through all of that. I turn my head and look the the employee who's holding me, his face completely red and the vein in his neck throbbing. "Wassup, dude?" I smile sheepishly. *~* {HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Funny #1 in Sad And #1 in Cancer apparently }

He was more beautiful than ever now, I kept looking at him at the Hogwarts Express. He was sitting with Blaise and Carlin. Reading The Daily Prophet, I could see his fingers touching the pages with such ease, it was almost sexual. I kept staring, he turned the page and slowly slid his fingers over the next page, bloody hell. He's reading a newspaper, and I can't stop staring, I could feel a sexual tension building up inside of me. I looked at him, wearing his black suit. He was bloody handsome. "See something you like, Sullivan?" Carlin teased as he caught me staring at Draco. Draco looked up, his eyes were focused on mine, and he smiled as he slowly put The Daily Prophet down, "Well, do you like what you see?" he smirked and tied his hands together. Gulp. What is it about his bloody hands? I want them wrapped around me. I want to hear his voice say my name, over and over again. "Well, the view isn't that bad. I guess," I said with a shrug. "Agreed," he almost whispered as he leaned closer to me. Gulp. Again. This man is going to be the end of me. This book starts at year seven when they return to Hogwarts (intentionally starting at year seven, I want them to be as old as possible). Mature content. I don't own any of the original characters, some of them are made up by me, though.