┊͙✧˖*°࿐ Both Camilla Prewett and James Potter lived and breathed Quidditch. Camilla had spent her entire life trying to achieve her one singular goal; to become Quidditch Captain But what happens when James Potter also casually reveals his Captain badge during dinner? With a new rivalry brewing, new emotions are thrust out into the open. What happens when James Potter and Camilla Prewett realise that they actually work pretty well together? ┊͙✧˖*°࿐ Cover by: @Hazzaroldpotterson15 1 on harry potter 14/2 2 on marauders 18/4 6 on Jamespotter 27/2

{COMPLETED!!!!] You have sacrificed your seventh year at Hogwarts to accompany the Golden Trio in the search for Horcruxes. As the dangers rise and the adrenaline comes in, you find yourself falling in love with Harry James Potter. What you didn't know is that he fell in love, too. Warning, there is going to be a LOT of fluff AND sadness :p

Ana gasped for air, hyperventilating. "He-he..." Ana started. But her vision blurred as the memory of Draco's face flashed in her mind, horror stricken, as terrified and destroyed as she had ever seen him. "What?" Harry asked gently, taking Ana's clenched fist in his hand. Ana felt the cold silver of Draco's ring press against her pointer finger and sobbed again, gasping loudly. "He-he thinks I'm dead!" Ana erupted, silent sobs wracking her again. She buried her face into the couch to silence her cries. "Who?" Hermione asked, confused. Ana was scared for a second to say his name. She knew that if she did, she'd start screaming again. But she was just able to say the word through her sobs. "Draco." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Venus always hid herself from everyone at Hogwarts. Until she had to explain to Malfoy what he had seen on the stair case. Until he had started to take an interest to Vee and her miserable life. Until he tried his best to make things better for her. Until they fell completely in-love with each other. In a toxic and unusual way.

He pulled away and murmured against my lips, "God, you don't know how much I want you." "Show me then," I dared him as my arms wrapped around his neck, sliding my hands into his already tussled blonde hair. Any lasting tether of restraint he had snapped. I was utterly at his mercy. RANKS: #1 in #dracoxreader #1 in #doubleagent #1 in #dracofanfic #2 in #dracomalfoysmut #2 in #secretagent #4 in #hpfanfic

She came with a grin, a spark in her eye- A Diggory name, but chaos in disguise. He was ice and rules, she broke them for fun. And somewhere between pranks and pride- they came undone.

⚠️*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---!"

"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.)

There is something at work in my soul, which I do not understand. "And it's my whole heart weighted and measured inside." Harry Potter x Fem!OC Prisoner of Azkaban - Deathly Hallows © flayedcrank

romance is not dead if you keep it just yours draco malfoy x fem oc social media x real life lowercase intended started: 2.22.23 finished: 3.29.23