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Hero Green received her letter to Hogwarts when she turned 16. She has no idea why it was sent to her so late or why she even got a letter at all, considering her entire family is made up of muggles. Well, her foster family. Hero has no idea who her biological parents are. All she does know is nothing will stop her from being the best witch she can possibly be. Draco Malfoy isn't used to people talking back. So when the new girl finds a way under his skin he doesn't know how to feel. A Draco Malfoy love story.

"You know what I think, Miss Moore?" He moved closer, the scent of Peppermint, musk and a hint of cigarette deeply present in my nostrils. "And what would that be, Mr Malfoy?" "I think if Scorpius ever fucked you right, you wouldn't be here at this moment" He was so very close, I couldn't resist. He was like an illegal drug, a forbidden love and that's what made it all exciting. AnnaLeigh Moore and Scorpius Malfoy have been together since they were kids and now it was time to meet the family but what happens when trouble in papardise leaves AnnaLeigh turning towards the comfort of her boyfriends father? *Draco Malfoy fan fic* #1 scorpiusmalfoy 1/3/21 #1 behindclosedoors 27/9/22 Book 1 of the BCD series.

[BOOK TWO] in which the girl who lost it all reunites with the boy who took it all away from her. cover by @thirstymalfoy

in which the boy who had no choice meets the girl who's tasked to find out why. cover by @thirstymalfoy HIGHEST RANKING: #1 in draco malfoy

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

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.

"I've never...ever in my whole fucking life let someone in, but you have managed to infiltrate me in every sense of the word. I hate more than anything that you are my weakness, Rose, but you are and I need you to realize that and admit that I am the same to you before I lose my fucking mind." His eyes squinted with tear of frustration and desperation. Why did I have the urge to wipe them away as one slid down his cheek? (TWs in AN) *DO NOT REPOST OR PRINT WITHOUT PERMISSION* *THE CHARACTERS I OWN ARE ROSE EROS, LEONARDO RILEY, CELIA RILEY, FLORA AND VICTOR EROS! ALL OTHER CHARACTERS BELONG TO JKR!!*

"𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚐𝚘" 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏, 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛. 𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚛? 𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚖𝚎, 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙷𝚎'𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍. DONT FORGET TO PLAY THE SONG AS YOU READ 🤍 btw- this is my draco malfoy's playlist i listen to this playlist while writing, feel free to check it out ;) https://open.spotify.com/track/6OG05bPAwUuV3OMvy2Vy1P?si=sxCMyrubTiav7jM24lEAwg Ranks #3 Dark Acedemia #88 Draco Malfoy

After bumping into him in the train, Y/n L/n heard Draco Malfoy whispering about her to Blaise Zabini. Doesn't go by a certain year, you can imagine it as any year you want. WARNINGS : -extremely cliche and predictable -keep in mind that I wrote this when my writing skills were not as developed