~His Hufflepuff~ Draco Malfoy
"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}
"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}
Samantha Baker changes schools for year five and starts Hogwarts. She befriends Neville Longbottom on the train and seems to fit in much better than at her old school. But then Draco Malfoy turns her world upside down. But is there more behind his bully facade? (Disclaimer: I don't really stand behind the whole fallin...
In which a shy, unnoticed Gryffindor befriends the golden trio. Together, finding out the true secrets of the supposedly murderous, Sirius Black... {Book one} {Prisoner of Azkaban} {Harry Potter x OC} Warning for fellow new readers; although I am super proud of this book, it was my first proper attempt to write fanfic...
Being dead to the world has its perks. You don't have to attend lessons, you don't have to worry about the looming exams that come with sixth year, and you don't have to think about your future. But by far one of the worst things, something you never thought you'd have to consider, is being without Draco Malfoy, your...
Gracie is headed off to Hogwarts. She's been living with the Weasley family for as long as she can remember, but she's adopted. So when she and her 'brother' Ron meet the famous Harry Potter, how will they react??? Can Gracie keep her feelings to herself??! And will she find out who her real family is? Read to find o...
❝ honestly, if you were any slower, you'd be going backward. ❞ - draco malfoy. draco's the type of [...] [highest ranks] #460 in humor. #328 in humor. #430 in humor.
"Don't fucking touch me," she snarled, and turned her eye on the woman who had tried to grab her. The lanterns flickering above their heads shattered and the light snuffed out as a chill tore through the alley. She instantly backed away, signalling to the third woman to do the same. "Alright, love, we meant no 'arm!"...
It's dark in the closet, I can just vaguely see his features and realise how close we're standing. Like, really close. My chest is toughing his and my hand is resting on his shoulder. As I realise that, I quickly remove it. "Cozy", he whispers in my ear, which make chills run down my spine. "Shut up", I whisper. "Mc...