Everyone in the wizarding world knew of the sinister and wicked school named Baxtart's School for the Independent Wizard and Witch. Everyone knew what evil brewed within its walls. When this fear mongering school in the United States was finally shut down, former student, Elizabeth Maryn's parents decide to send her off to Scotland to go to an older school by the name of Hogwarts. When she attends, it is all much more than she had expected. There she meets a strange, mysterious boy that takes an interest in her malevolent past. Will she reveal her dark secrets to him or will she heed the advice of her own conscience and stay away?

Draco Malfoy: cold, distant, ignorant, rude, arrogant, and above all else, downright gorgeous. Juniper Hartley: caring, intelligent, unfathomably sweet, and above all else, downright gorgeous. As their paths cross unexpectedly and his mind bewildered with reasons he can't explain as to why he can't stop thinking about her, he's forced to examine the possibility of letting someone in, to sharing emotion with another person other than his thoughts. Dark times lie ahead in their future as Draco's family demands Death Eater, but his soul demands something, or someone, else. What lengths would you go to keep the person you love most safe? ________________________________________________ "I do believe such a place exists," he nodded, "and if we can't find it I would build you that white Tudor cottage with the stained glass windows, right on the edge of evergreen trees so that when the fog comes in the early morning, the air will be full of mist that carries their evergreen scent into that meadow full of flowers and grass." Draco spoke quietly and swiftly as if he could plan in his mind exactly how it would be, as if he could simply pick it up from his thoughts and place it in her hands so it could be her reality. Completed: 18 October 2020 ________________________________________________ #3 in #malfoy on 15 February DISCLAIMER: I do not own Harry Potter nor the characters. I do not own the plot of Harry Potter. I own Juniper Hartley. I own various plot ideas within this book.

He hated her with every single inch of his entire being. She hated him just as much. He was a ex-Death Eater and she was the daughter of the most notorious dark wizards. The first moment he laid eyes on her, Draco knew she was going to be trouble. The bane of his existence and he was hers. Her dark blood was the reason he resented her. Armena Riddle-Lestrange has always been secluded from the Wizarding World, due to being the unwanted child of Voldemort and Bellatrix Lestrange. That was until both of her parents were killed in the war. That was when everything changed for Armena. After being invited to join the students at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry by Dumbledore himself, she was soon placed in the middle of a tight knit circle of Slytherin's. She tried to stay away from him but she found herself drawn towards him in ways she would never begin to understand. He was the wizard she had been trying so hard to avoid. Armena battles her demons within, as she embarks on her journey through romance, friendships and hatred. She will soon learn just how far will she go to seek the truth and how deep will loyalties lie. *** A.N. Please read introduction before reading to understand that Draco and Armena are NOT related. Since I am the author, I have made it so Bellatrix is a born into the Lestrange family. I know this is not how the Harry Potter series works but thats the magical world of story telling! I have also included the trigger warnings as well so please review! Anyways enjoy ✨ Overall Rankings: #2 Draco Malfoy, #9 Draco

Kallista Zenia Emrys is born in the world of high society pure bloods. Being one of the last remaining descendants of Merlin- the Greatest Wizard of all time- she finds herself being weighed down by the extremely high expectations that her name gives. Starting Hogwarts, Kally quickly learns the hate that comes with being a Slytherin. She finds comfort in her Slytherin friends who face similar responsibilities. A handsome blonde being one of those.

She was the secret he would never tell. Since childhood, he had a plan for world domination, yet, she stumbled across his path as the unexpected variable that he had never previously considered. She awakened the part of him that he never even realized existed, yet, he never showed her mercy. She was the constant fire, burning to melt the glaciers he built. She was the sinking ship, destroying her own grandeur so she could kiss the sand at the bottom of his stormy seas. She was an angel, content to be condemned to hell as long as he was right beside her.

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

"she looked at my demons in the eye and smiled. she fell for the very thing i thought she'd fear" ~the slytherin prince falls for the hufflepuff angel~ {year 3 - year 4}

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 daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing morning coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence. Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can't find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why is morning coffee with Draco Malfoy the only thing that makes sense anymore? *cover art created by @eternallyreadinggoodthings

"What are you trying to say?" Mr. Malfoy questioned as the girl sat in her chair. "I've never- I've never actually-." She huffed, her cheeks heating up as she looked up at the person she never wanted to see again. "Are you saying he's never made you orgasm?" (Inspired by romanshome, credits go to her.)