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.

𝗮𝗿•𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗲; 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝗳𝗲𝘄; 𝗺𝘆𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗼𝘂𝘀 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗰𝗿𝗲𝘁 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲, 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘃𝘆 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁. 𝗜𝗳 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗶𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗴𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗱, 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗸. 𝗧𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿, 𝗽𝗹𝗲𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺. 𝗡𝗼 𝗩𝗼𝗹𝗱𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗿𝘁-𝗠𝘆 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗽𝗹𝗼𝘁 𝗗.𝗺 𝗳𝗮𝗻𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝗧𝗶𝗸𝘁𝗼𝗸: 𝗼𝗽𝗵𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗮𝗼𝗱𝗲𝘆 𝗦𝗟𝗢𝗪 𝗨𝗣𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦

[ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ- ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴅɪꜱᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀᴅᴠɪꜱᴇᴅ] "You look so good like this," he smirked, lifting her chin with the tip of his wand. "Under my control." ~ 6th Year at Hogwarts has just begun. Draco Malfoy, a Death Eater as of recently. Athena Greene, far from it. After an interference with Malfoy only a week into the new school year, and several events following that - catching scent of the Amortentia, that damn mahogany cologne - Athena finds herself thinking about him more often than she'd like. Both face the conflicts of their own prejudices, despising each other meanwhile struggling to stay away. - cover art by me ;) - #1 Draco - 18.02.22

Arabella Roseberry was kicked out from Beauxbatons Wizarding school to Hogwarts in her 5th year. She has her whole future ahead of her and will let nothing stop her from achieving what she wants. Until she meets the Slytherin Prince, her world turns upside down and so does his. **All characters belong to JK Rowling, I own the character Arabella Roseberry** **Names, ages and storyline will not all be accurate, all characters are 17+. This story contains mature smut, please don't read if you are not of age, or if you are easily cringed** Highest rankings: #1 in Draco #2 in fanfiction #1 in maturelanguage #1 in Slytherin #1 in Dracomalfoy

He stared at me for a minute longer, tilting his head to the side as he watched me. For the first time I wanted him to kiss me, I wanted him to lean in and press his lips against mine, to touch me and completely devour me right here, on this damn desk. I know he was aware I was thinking this - the way he was looking at me with his eyes tracing down at me, he was an excellent legilimens. Love and hate are both rooted in passion, so what's the difference?