Toxic Draco. Dumb Lucille. The book with a messy plot full of smut. You might fall in love with Lorenzo Berkshire. Oh, and I wrote this in under a month, so enjoy that *rushed* and *minimal effort* taste. + A book that takes unexpected turns of events. + More than just your regular mature fanfiction. {Half-Blood Prince | Deathly Hallows | Post-War} [Mature Content; Viewer Discretion is Advised; This book is semi-slow burn but once the mature content appears, it's very frequent.| Highest Rankings #1 draco #1 malfoy #1 mature #3 dracomalfoy #7 in fanfiction #9 in louispartridge started: september 30th, 2020 ended: october 23rd, 2020

Ariel Lestrange the daughter of Bellatrix Lestrange is returning to sixth year at Hogwarts. Recovering from last year, where she was bullied by Draco for being to nice. She has returned with a new personality and look. ~This book will have sexual scenes and possible triggers as Draco is very toxic. They're will be warning throughout the book. 18+ ~I do NOT own any of the characters all credits go to: J.K. Rowling. *Draco and Ariel aren't related, Bellatrix is an only child* •Voldemort is dead, killed by Harry Potter in the war•

This story is a y/n thingy and I do advise you to read the very first part tgat is posted bc it will warn you what stuff is to come 😂❤ Started: December 13, 2020 Ranked: #16 in mudblood - December 17, 2020 #2 in mudblood - January 3, 2021 #10 in dracomalfoy- January 13, 2021

"Maybe I can fuck you too, since you're not that hard to get." He led his hand between her knees "Is this how he touched you before fucking you?" - A Draco Malfoy fanfiction- ⚠️ This story contains violent, sexual and upsetting scenes. 18+

"I didn't know my hate for him would make me hate myself." Y/n Y/l/n and Draco Malfoy are enemies. What happens in their sixth year will change their lives forever.

"I told you to shut the fuck up." He shoved me back into the wall, leaving me breathless His body hovered mine creating a centimeter of space between the burning tension. "Didn't I tell you not to touch me? I don't do well when people disobey me." He was close. So extremely close. - "Do you like it when I hold you against this wall?" "Do you like when I take control?" "Does it turn you on?" Five words was all it took to make the wetness emerge from my body, pooling into the soft, thin fabric that was laying between my legs. "I hate you and you hate me so why're you doing this?" "Oh no, darling I don't hate you. I absolutely loathe you," - "Spread your legs." He demanded. - The Harry Potter Series belongs to JK Rowling. Original characters and plots are not mine.