"What are you trying to say?" Mr. Malfoy questioned as the girl sat in her chair. "I've never- I've never actually-." She huffed, her cheeks heating up as she looked up at the person she never wanted to see again. "Are you saying he's never made you orgasm?" (Inspired by romanshome, credits go to her.)

Hidden deep in the forests of Scotland, a boarding school for troubled teens resides and some say it's hidden for a reason. When Davina Arden is sent to Hogwarts-given a second chance to prove she can better her destructive and fierce behaviour, she discovers the dark secrets of not only the school but its students as well. But things take a dark turn when Hogwarts students are murdered by a mysterious killer wearing a ghost face mask. And of course, the new girl is to blame. However she isn't hated by everyone-Davina found the only person who believed she wasn't the killer, was a much older, handsome priest with secrets of his own. Yet, when she discovers who is behind the mask, she has two options-join them and seek revenge on everyone who has wronged her, or do the right thing to finally receive her redemption. -But she's always had a thing for the darker side. ♱ 18+ | doesn't follow the Harry Potter plot. This is purely a fun fanfic | all characters are 19+ ~playlist linked in bio!~

"You know what I think, Miss Moore?" He moved closer, the scent of Peppermint, musk and a hint of cigarette deeply present in my nostrils. "And what would that be, Mr Malfoy?" "I think if Scorpius ever fucked you right, you wouldn't be here at this moment" He was so very close, I couldn't resist. He was like an illegal drug, a forbidden love and that's what made it all exciting. AnnaLeigh Moore and Scorpius Malfoy have been together since they were kids and now it was time to meet the family but what happens when trouble in papardise leaves AnnaLeigh turning towards the comfort of her boyfriends father? *Draco Malfoy fan fic* #1 scorpiusmalfoy 1/3/21 #1 behindclosedoors 27/9/22 Book 1 of the BCD series.

Violet Blishen's an 18 year old foreign exchange student at Hogwarts, coming a long way from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic. Her French accent and innocent schoolgirl ways catch her professors attention. But what starts off as an angry kiss will lead into something ruining a marriage. She hopes for their happy ending while he fights to keep her from the shuns of the wizarding world. But not every story has a happy ending... Story cover created by jdrachoe on instagram<3

passed down like folk songs, our love lasts so long draco malfoy x fem oc hockey au social media x real life lowercase intended started: 4.26.23 finished: 7.4.23

„Es macht mir Angst.", flüstert er gegen meine Lippen. „Was macht dir Angst?" „Das, was da zwischen uns ist." „Mir auch.", gebe ich zu, bevor wir wieder in einem unbeschreiblichen Kuss miteinander verschmelzen. - Grace Montgomery wechselt aufgrund der Tätigkeit ihrer Eltern im Orden des Phönix auf die Hogwarts Schule für Hexerei und Zauberei. Doch bei ihrer Ankunft scheint der sprechende Hut ganz andere Pläne für sie zu haben, als ihre Eltern und Grace selbst. Grace weiß nicht, wo ihr der Kopf steht und der silberblonde Junge mit den hellgrauen Augen trägt einen erheblichen Teil dazu bei.

"𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬, 𝐌𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞." 𝐄𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐬, 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐲. 𝐇𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝, 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲. "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐇𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐨𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫."

"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞," 𝐄𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝, 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐄𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐍𝐨𝐭𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐈𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫, 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬; 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲.

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you... I don't think I can hold these feelings back anymore," he continued. I tried to brush it off with an awkward chuckle. "I'm sure your feelings only came back because we ran into each other after years of no contact." "Came back? Please..." he scoffed, licking his lips as he locked eyes with me. "They never left." He scooted closer, resting one of his hands on my ankle and gently rubbing his thumb back and forth. My back straightened as every muscle in my body tensed. I wordlessly watched as he softly glided his hand up my calf. My hand clasped around his as it neared my inner thigh, "What are you doing?" "I know you want this as much as I do," he breathed out. - SEQUEL TO MUFFLIATO | MATURE CONTENT WARNING | Highest Rankings: #1 in dm #3 in dracolovestory #9 in spice

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