"I take you, Draco Malfoy, for my lawful husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, until death do us part." Since the time we were children, being betrothed to the Malfoy heir was every pure-blood girls dream. They spun around him at ball's, spoke about him behind closed doors, and stared at him during classes. That is, every pure-blood girl, except for me. So naturally, I had to be the fan favorite of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy. I had to be the one who they saw fit for the boy I hated most of all: him. The Malfoy heir. And I was determined to do everything I could to stop a wedding from happening, to stop myself from being resigned to a life at his side. Until, of course, I began to fall for him too. - - - - - Fifth year, Hogwarts. Pure-blood Slytherin OC! There are TW at the beginnings of chapters that include any mature themes. Please consider your maturity when reading. *More specific info in the Author's Note*

'𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩. 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪?' 𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙙. '𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚. 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚𝙨.. 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚' - language, sexual scenes, underage drinking/drug use, ect. if these thing bother you, please do not read this story. highest ranks: #1 in pansy parkinson #4 in dm

Eleanor Selwyn and Draco Malfoy had three things in common: a high, pure-blood status, academic talents and Slytherin house. Other than that, they were complete opposites and hated each other. That was rather unfortunate, as the Selwyns and the Malfoys had been part of the same social circle for decades. They went to the same parties, visited the same shops and restaurants and visited each other far more than Eleanor would have liked. If it were up to their mothers, they'd already have been betrothed, but ever since birth, the two were like fire and ice. But what happens when ice gets too close to fire?

"I want you, Laurel. Can I have you? Can I fuck you?" He growled. I was speechless. I slowly nodded against his forehead. "I need to hear you say it. Don't tease me, Laurel." "Yes, Draco." I said softly. "Fuck me." After death eaters broke into her home and murdered her no-maj(muggle) mother, Ilvermorny student Laurel Nott is forced to uproot her life from California, to England to live with her estranged Grandmother, Father, and... twin brother? Immediately after her arrival, she transfers to Hogwarts where she quickly finds out that being the new girl is a lot harder than it sounds. That is, until she meets a certain blonde Slytherin who helps guide her through her new life. Era: Order Of The Phoenix✔️ Half-Blood Prince✔️ Deathly Hallows✔️ Post War✔️

after a prank gone terribly wrong, hayden jones is sent across country to caldwell academy, a school for the bitchy, the dangerous and the rebellious. and if that wasn't bad enough, it becomes much worse when hayden is accidentally put in the male dormitory, landing her in a room with the school's notorious heartbreaker, chase everett. [not edited...like at all]

In which love lived to be lethal, and sin strived to heal all. "I will kill every soul that tries to scratch yours." They would constantly tear the world apart to keep each other in pieces. ____ A slow-burn Draco Malfoy love story with a heavy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as violent actions, sexual actions, abuse, rape, character deaths, signs of self-harm, psychological trauma, and foul language, 18+ only, All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. I do own Amelie Avery and the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any characters or events in this story. All credit goes to J.K Rowling.

❝My parents warned me about the drugs on the street but never about the one with the electric blue eyes and heartbeat.❞ Nothing could compare to the luxurious lives five teenagers lived in Covington Prep. Scandals, parties, paparazzi were embedded into their daily lives. But when secrets that were supposed to be six feet under get dug up, Grey Rutherford finds out that not everything can be bought using money. [extended synopsis inside] © Birdcrowns 2017 #97 | TF

This is not the story of the perfect pureblooded princess of Slytherin high society. This is not the story of a sweet happily ever after with Draco Malfoy. This is a twisted story of the princess who became poison.

His hands gripped her waist, and his head fit perfectly in the crook of her neck. She leaned back into his chest, a small smile spreading across her face as she tilted her head to one side, allowing him to lean down and plant light kisses down her neck. Her hand reached up and curled around the back of his neck, gently pulling him down because she wanted him even closer. Her hips began swaying with the music. He tightened his grip on her waist before moving his hips as well, pressing them tight against hers. She moved her hips from side to side, the friction sending a new wave of heat through Draco. "Fuck, do that again," he muttered against her neck. │MATURE CONTENT WARNING; ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+│ J.K. Rowling owns all of the characters except for Alora Lin. Highest Rankings: #1 in dm #1 in dracofanfic #1 in dracolovestory #1 in dracotok #1 in hermione #1 in ravenclaw #1 in ronweasley #1 in spice #2 in dracoluciusmalfoy #2 in dracomalfoy #2 in harrypotter #3 in fanfiction #3 in hufflepuff #7 in malfoy #8 in draco

The Slytherin Clique's teens are just as ruthless. Just as close. Just as. But what happens when things soon start to unravel? [Post-War Children] + INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES + SPIN-OFF TO Filthy ; Draco Malfoy NOT a Draco Malfoy Fanfic