Where Dumbledore finally gives them the wifi password, a more modern story Regular relationships, a draco x reader

Alora Cole is the girl everyone dreams of having, including the Gryffindor's. When she transfers to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry everything she has held secret, her traumas and walls come crumbling down. What happens when the person she's been running from all of her life finally catches up to her? Draco Malfoy FanFiction EnemiesToLover!

"You may be a Riddle, but you aren't your family. You haven't done anything. You're innocent" he said. "None of us are innocent" I replied.

-UNDER EDITING- Bella Diggory starts her fifth year as a muggle born Slytherin at Hogwarts, not knowing and understanding why she was ever sorted into Slytherin. All of Slytherin despises her for this and bully her because of this, especially Draco Malfoy and his friends. The rest of the houses don't want to hang out with her, since Malfoy and his friends manage to break every friendship or relationship she ever tries to have in the worst ways. Things get complicated when Bella starts to have a thing with Oliver Wood. Malfoy seems to take more interest in Bella, not knowing what ride he got himself into when everything takes a completely different turn. ~|~ "She was supposed to be a distraction. She was supposed to be a simple thing I could scratch of my bucket list. She was supposed to be a one time thing. A good or decent fuck. It was supposed to be another thing I could ruin her with. Making her desperate for the person she hates the most. It was all supposed to be a joke. But the joke got out of hand. Big time." ~|~ Year 5, 6 (including battle) | OC and Draco POV

"Get on your fucking knees Iris." ---------- "You... don't ... know ... what ... it's ... like." He breathed between each stroke, "being ... inside you... I'd rather die... than never... feel this again." ---------- "Well how do I look?" Iris teased as she span around in front of him. He took her hand with a smirk, "Like you belong to me." ---------- ~ draco malfoy x OC ~ filthy love story of two seven year slytherins ~ ~ mature readers only, contains lots of spice and dark themes~ ~ contains toxic possessive behaviours which may be triggering ~ credit for characters and universe to JK Rowling

"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.

"Because this was just a one-time thing, right?" she raised an eyebrow. "Just a one-night stand sort of thing," she muttered. "Hm, just a one-night stand sort of thing," he nodded, looking away from her as he rolled his tongue on the inside of his cheek as he got up from the bed. ~ Lots of smut, so i recommend you read this if you're 15+

"You look gorgeous, my Princess," he whispered in her ear as their bodies moved to the music. His Princess. 'My Princess.' His Princess. She didn't know if it was the alcohol in her system, but she could've sworn she felt butterflies in her stomach. "I know," she breathed. His hands slid down to her ass, tugging her closer as if they weren't already pressed against each other. Her fingers laced in his soft, platinum hair, dancing to the music as though there was no one else in the room. ~ Do not read if you're younger than 14!

"Sit. The fuck. Down," she said instead, her voice dropping into a warning tone. But he only matched her and lowered his head just a tiny bit, so their eyes were perfectly levelled. His face was about three inches from hers, and she could study all the sharp and non-boyish features of his face. "Why. Do. You. Avoid. Me." It wasn't a question anymore. "Because you scare me." | This is no love story. This is simply a story where love is taken as less than a minor factor. | Check author's note for trigger warnings and more information!

❝𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒂 𝑲𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝑸𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒏❞ He is king. King of the Italian mafia and a cold successful business man . He has everything you could ever wish for and more. Money, power and looks. He could have anything he could ever dream.... What more could he possibly need? She is an assassin, trained from a young age to kill without mercy and used by the rich to take care of their enemies. What happens when the king he decides he needs one more thing in his life? Something that money and power couldn't buy? Her What happens when the princess gets made his queen? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Emiliano Vincenzo Giorgio King, 24 years old, mafia leader, CEO and model. Multi-billionaire. I couldn't afford to offend him. His eyes roamed me for a few seconds. Taking in my every curve, causing him to smirk maliciously as soon as our eyes met. "get on your knees, puttana." he demanded, his voice smooth and heavy. This immediately spiked my anger. I was no whore. I glared up at him meeting his eyes as I stood my ground. "Why don't you get on yours, cagna?" = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Started: 11/19 Finished: 04/20