⚠️*PLEASE READ WARNINGS/TAGS!* "No?" He feigned hurt for a second, but his lips eventually twitched. "Hmm, how'd you explain this then?" Keeping one hand curled around the apex of my stiffened thigh, he freed the other from around my throat and swept two of his fingers across my burning cheek, down until they brushed against my parted lips. I tried and failed to formulate a verbal response. "No need to be shy about it," His voice was half-way between a sneer and mock assurance. "I tend to have that effect on people," The pad of his thumb was smooth against my parted lips. He kept brushing it back and forth, back and forth- I went to bite him. "Fucking- Bloody hell!" He pulled his hand away just in time, securing it in a pissed off grip around my jaw again. My glare became seething, yet still, I remained silent. "Didn't realize I was talking to a fucking Piranha," Draco huffed. I tried to ignore the aching feeling that came from the sensation of his hand still up my thigh, and instead began shooting out my insults. "Why the fuck would I want to do anything with you?" The only response I earned was a cocked eyebrow. So arrogant. "You- you're a pervert!" Draco didn't miss a beat. "And you're a fucking Mudblood slut." His smirk widened. "Aren't we just the pair?" My head began throbbing. "Fuck you." I intended to sound intimidating but you could practically hear me quivering -- buckling. "Fuck you. Fuck your little manipulation games. I'm not Astoria. Or Pansy. I'd rather open my legs to a chainsaw than to you." All this evoked from his stupid face, was a brief glimmer of amusement in his eye. This spark suddenly died - and then he was studying me. Thinking, deciding, calculating; and I was too busy ranting to pay much attention to what he could be plotting... "Fuck your petty, bullying threats. Fuck your stupid, stupid friends. Fuck your poxy little piece of Jewellery and fuck- oh god---!"

Sequel to Wrong number They're 36 years old and life has never been better. Follow their life together with their teenage children. I'll give you drama, love and a mysterious number... 2 groupchats, 2 generations What can possibly go wrong?

*NOT POLY* (Mattheo endgame) When three boys tries to add their friend to a groupchat, many mistakes can go wrong. But not all mistakes have to be bad... A story about Mattheo Riddle, Theo Nott and Draco Malfoy. Groupchat/ texting + org chapters #1 mattheoriddle #1 Harrypotter #1 Nott #1 riddle #1 groupchat #1 socialmedia #1 Hogwarts #1 Potter #1 Malfoy #1 text #1 slytherin #1 DracoMalfoy #1 texting #1 granger #1 wrong number

Hermione Granger, Gryffindor's Good Girl, Head Girl, Cleverest Witch of her Age, Nice to even the lowest of the low, Charity starter, Best Friend, Savior of the World, Best Auror in the making...Wanted for MURDER. Now, how does that even make sense? Draco wants to know...don't you?

» I didn't know you had a sister, Potter. «

❛Let's hope Potter doesn't find out❜ ❉ fem!reader, ©kingdombyers OFFICIAL FANFIC HP READING LIST!!! 2ND PLACE WINNER OF THE POTTERHEAD CHALLENGE! (HR: #3 in Malfoy, #4 in Harry Potter, #2 in Like, #15 in Draco Malfoy :) COPYRIGHTED!! I do not consent to this story being republished on ANY site other than Wattpad, or by any user other than me.

Dramione A/B/O. Eighth Year at Hogwarts was supposed to be Hermione's. And it is, just not in the way she expects. Cover by nadiapolyakova89: https://instagram.com/nadiapolyakova89

"I want Astoria back, you want Weasel back - for some unknown reason. They'll come crawling back on their hands and knees. Simple, really." "Are you proposing we fake date?" I asked, incredulously. He smirked, "Oh Granger, that's exactly what I am proposing." --- Takes place eighth year and they all come back to Hogwarts. Voldemort is dead, however everyone who died in the war is alive. (Completed) #1 in Hermione and #1 in Dramione

It is the start of their Seventh Year, the Dark Lord is dead, and the only commotion the Golden Trio expects is to have boring, mundane lives from here on out. The Ministry of Magic has other plans. Enter Marriage Law and Dramione.

*WINNER OF THE GOLDEN SNITCH FROM THE 2020 SEEKER AWARDS* Giving him a skeptical look, she stepped away and out of his arms, almost regretting it instantly but ignoring that feeling as she pushed past him. "You better not let your little girlfriend catch you holding me like that. "Are you jealous, Hermione?" She stopped and looked back at him. "What on earth gave you that idea?" He was smirking, his hands in his pockets as he slowly walked towards her. "Because I'm fairly certain that Pansy Parkinson is not and never will be my girlfriend." He stopped in front of her and she raised an eyebrow, crossing her arms over her chest as she shifted her weight to one leg, almost losing her balance before catching it again. "Then what was that display at the Black Lake the other day?" "Were you watching me?" He grinned at her, and when she didn't respond, Draco could help but laugh. "You are jealous!" Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini are both Veelas, and they are trying to get close to their mates, Hermione and Ginny respectively. However, getting their girls will prove more difficult than they had hoped. Sequel is now up, titled 'Forever and Always'! WINNER OF THE GOLDEN SNITCH AWARD IN THE SEEKER AWARDS Characters do not belong to me! All characters used belong to JK Rowling *Edited as of January 26th, 2020*