Oh, man. Here we go. This is Filthy rewritten. Lucille is way smarter... it's not as rushed.... uhhh...and Naomi hardly uses 'cooed' or 'coos'. Treat this book as an alternate universe. Slow updates because I'm a uni student with hardly any time now. Yes, it is still very explicit. Yes, it is toxic. Yes, Lucille uses her inner Granger. No, I cannot tell you who she ends up with in this book for I have no idea, either. (Or do I?). OH, and I introduce you to a new character, Silas Laurent Berkshire. WHO IS HEEEEE?

Aubrey Wilson has the heart of an angel. As the type of person to always trust in others, she's admirable to peers. A total darling, but with a sadness that encases her heart. Anyone could shrink down in fright at the receiving end of Luke Taylor's infamous glare. Tall, muscular, dark-haired, and handsome, he's no stranger on or off the field. Not a kind stranger either. A total brooding asshole, but with a sadness that encases his heart. --- "You didn't have to hit him or anything," I lie my head on his broad, strong shoulder. "He shouldn't have touched you like that," he tucks a curl behind my ear. ~Strong Language~ ~Mild Violence~

"Wha-How-how did you do that?" Malfoy questioned furiously. I gave him a cocky smirk. "Just a few simple jinxes. Guess I'm not that much of a Mudblood after all, hm?" His brow furrowed. "No-you're still a Mudblood. Do you not know what Mudblood means?" Her Muggle brothers never thought anything odd of Lainey Fitzroy until finding out that she's a witch at age eleven. Determined to learn and succeed, Lainey goes to Hogwarts, where she meets an array of life changing people, like the famous Harry Potter, the notorious Draco Malfoy, and the ever-faithful Ginny Weasley. Lainey has a few secrets, though, some she doesn't even know about, along with a plethora of decisions to make as her years pass at Hogwarts. Cover made by my lovely sister. I do not own anything in the Harry Potter world. All rights to J.K. Rowling.

Alexandria Kaplan had been useless all her life. She was raised by hatred where there was meant to be love, and now she was condemned to watch all those around her be felled by unstoppable cruelty. Draco Malfoy was bound by his loyalty. It was known that out of self-preservation, the man wouldn't hesitate to burn the world down, even if it meant living the rest of his life alone. Loneliness was familiar to both of them, after all. The struggle between power and humanity was never-ending and was a struggle they knew well. It was impossible to have both, and it was impossible for there to be a balance. Sometimes, however, even the most dependable truths could be proven false. The sky was down, the black was white, the bad were good, perhaps - and only perhaps - power and humanity could coexist. Perhaps they could be found where they were least expected. Or perhaps where they never existed at all.

In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Leaning in as she whispered, "Both." ____ A Theodore Nott & Draco Malfoy fanfiction with a bunch of messy plots. Trigger warnings. This book contains mature content such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, toxicity, alcohol, the use of nicotine, and foul language. All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. ____ I do own Isla Grace Clarke, Mila Walker, Leo, and Ava Green, along with the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any of the characters/events in this book. All credits go to J.K Rowling.