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.

As the fires of the Second Wizarding War rage, Cassiopeia finds herself not only entangled in the plans of the Dark Lord but captivated by the enigmatic Theodore Nott. Detached yet deeply aware of the shadows that haunt them both, Theo becomes her confidant, her anchor in a world of deception and blood-soaked loyalties. Together, they become a force on the front lines, watching the wizarding world teeter on the edge of ruin and, for the first time, finding a reason to believe in the power of the dark. This book is going under major major editing, so guys might find some gaps here and there It was named just you and me (theodore nott) before

Theo Nott loathes a lot of things: Gryffindors, potions class, his father, Voldemort. The list goes on and on, really. But he despises nothing and nobody more than Blanche Clements. [slow burn enemies to lovers] [slow updates] [ootp-post dh] [started 26.1.2021] [copyright @wwutheringg]

"Pulling his switchblade out from his pocket, she flicks it open and brings it to her mouth- sticking out her tongue and placing it flat against the shiny silver blade while meeting his lust filled gaze. Running the blade along her tongue leaving remnants of her saliva along it, she takes it from her mouth and brings it down to her fingertips- tip of it piercing into her skin as she twirls it with her other hand. "Now are you going to be a good boy for me?" Sounding like a sweet innocent angel with a halo hovering above her head. She takes the blade from between her fingertip and brings the bloodied tip towards his mouth, rubbing it along his lips gently covering them in a thin layer of the blood." Zero magic involved in this fanfic!! Nothing like other Harry Potter fanfics. Drugs, mafia, and assassins. Started: January 20, 2021 #5 lorenzozurzolo - 03/07/2021

show me one angel that never fell. ©2020 Willow (GOLDEN TRIO, POA AU) (THEODORE NOTT × FEM!OC) (BOOK ONE OF TWO, BOY IN THE BUBBLE : COMPLETE CRUEL BIND : IN PROGRESS)

They love him. They love him so much they hate each other. Or do they? TWs: CHARACTER DEATH, use of the word Mudblood (both negatively and affectionately), graphic depictions of sexual situations (including m/m and f/m/m), graphic depictions of violence