It was the boy she grew up to hate more than anything, until she found herself slowly falling for his bruised soul and haunted mind. "I just hate myself a little less when I'm with you." Trigger Warning: This story contains mature content, scenes of abuse, violence, sexual assault, and drug abuse - please read with caution! The characters Olive Winters and Samuel Sapphirus and the story line belongs to me, other than that, all credit goes to J.K. Rowling.

⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"

"I will never ever let anything happen to you, you hear me? I would never let anyone or anything hurt you, and if anyone does hurt you, they'll never live to see another day." She was completely melting under his fingertips, every molecule in her body giving into his cold, but gentle touch. "You're mine and I'll kill everyone in the whole fucking world in an instant if it meant you'll be safe, got it?" "Got it," she nodded, sniffling. "Good." ~ In a million years, one would never see them look at each other the way they do now. Care for each other the way they do now Protect each other the way they do now. Love each other the way they do now. They were a beautiful mistake.

"𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚊𝚗d 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝙸 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚢 𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐" They never really liked each other. Perhaps that's an understatement. But in the blink of an eye, they were the most important thing in the world to each other. Helena and Draco. From separate worlds, each trying to tear them away from each other. And the people, the battles, the fights - all stood inbetween them. But they knew wooden barriers couldn't overcome their fire. Completed

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Mature Content Trigger warning, this story may contain, depression, anxiety and abuse. Jasmine Smith moves to Hogwarts after her abusive father moves her from Beauxbaxtons. When she, a muggle born, gets put into Slytherin, none of her other house mates accept her. Everything seems dark, until she meets the light of her life. Will she finally be able to get the happy ending she always dreamt of? Read on to find out more ;) I do not own Harry Potter or anything to do with it. All rights reserved to J.K Rowling. I only own the plot line, Jasmine Smith and her father.

Draco Malfoy. One of the most arrogant teenage boys in Slytherin's house. He struts through the school and doesn't miss an opportunity to cut someone down, just as he has been by his father his entire life. Now enter Elena Crowe. A quiet girl who tries her hardest to stay out of trouble, and one of Ravenclaw's best students. She always has the best answers and never fails to help someone in need, even if they may not deserve it. In their sixth year at Hogwarts, Draco finally runs into Elena, whom he has never seemed to notice before. Elena does her absolute best to stay away from him, because all he can be is trouble, but Draco finds amusement by forcing himself into her life. For what reason, he doesn't know; but what he does know is that he enjoys bantering with this quiet girl, because even she can get riled up and fight back. But Draco will see that Elena is a lot more than what she may seem. Soon he will be battling morales, his past, his family, and both of them may end up facing off in the final battle not with Lord Voldemort, but each other.

Astra Hawkings is tasked to murder Draco Malfoy. When capturing Malfoy with force doesn't work, Astra has to lure him with love. What she doesn't know is he had already fallen for her. A slow-burn, enemies to lovers story.

"Do I really have to transfer?" I whine. "All of my friends are at Beauxbatons." My father lets out a heavy sigh. "Unfortunately this is the way it has to be." He grabs my bags from behind me and I follow him out the door. "And remember," He turns and looks me in the eye. "Stay away from Mr. Malfoy." ~~ Alexis Snape transfers to Hogwarts for her 6th year of school. Surprisingly things go really well; a lot of friends and easy classes. The only problem is Alexis may be falling for the one boy her father told her to stay away from. Worst of all, Mr. Malfoy is definitely crushing as well and won't stop until he gets what he wants. A Draco Malfoy love story.

"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!!*