"Sit. The fuck. Down," she said instead, her voice dropping into a warning tone. But he only matched her and lowered his head just a tiny bit, so their eyes were perfectly levelled. His face was about three inches from hers, and she could study all the sharp and non-boyish features of his face. "Why. Do. You. Avoid. Me." It wasn't a question anymore. "Because you scare me." | This is no love story. This is simply a story where love is taken as less than a minor factor. | Check author's note for trigger warnings and more information!

Regina Scamander is a kind, clever, and remarkably calm witch. She is the beloved granddaughter of the famed Magizoologist, Newt Scamander, with whom she shares an exceptionally close bond and an almost identical, gentle personality. Like her ancestor, Regina is quickly sorted into Hufflepuff, embracing the house's values of loyalty and dedication. Unknown to Regina, she carries a secret more ancient and powerful than her Scamander heritage Regina's life takes an unexpected turn when she finds herself drawn into the orbit of a notorious group of Slytherin boys: the intense and guarded Mattheo Riddle, the proud Draco Malfoy, the charming Lorenzo Berkshire, the smooth Blaise Zabini, and the quiet, observant Theodore Nott. Despite their house rivalry and their reputation for arrogance and coldness, the Slytherin group develops an instant and powerful soft spot for the kind-hearted Hufflepuff. Her unwavering gentleness, sharp wit, and inherited ability to see past their defenses-much like her grandfather's-pierce the hardened shells of these boys. They become her protectors, her confidantes, and perhaps her only true group of friends, each expressing their affection in a unique way. As the years pass, the dynamics deepen. While all the boys cherish her, the affection of one, or perhaps more, of the Slytherins will blossom into a complex, intense, and forbidden love, forcing Regina and the boys to confront their loyalties, their pasts and futures, and the true nature of their feelings amidst the looming revelation of her powerful bloodline. Book 1/4 #1 hogwarts (April 12, 2026) #1 lorenzoberkshire (jan 05, 2026) #1 theodorenott (jan 16, 2026) #1 hufflepuff (April 12, 2026) #2 slytherin (jan 08, 2026) #1 dracomalfoy (feb 23, 2026) #1 blaisezabini (jan 13, 2026) #3 fanfiction (feb 28, 2026) #1 Slytherinboys (jan 22, 2026) #2 mattheoriddle (jan 31, 2026) #3 scamander (feb 23, 2026) #2 harrypotter (feb 23, 2026)

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.

When Draco Malfoy stumbles across a Muggle, he has to rethink everything that he was brought up to believe in. ***WARNING!*** THIS BOOK CONTAINS VERY DARK THEMES AND MAY CAUSE UPSET. Trigger warnings: Themes of rape/sexual abuse and violence Mature language Sexual scenes **** Spanish translation by @-nixskyy

They say that love can make you do crazy things. Lorelai herself never thought she would ever fall in love with anyone until one day she was paired up with a certain blond haired Slytherin. [Golden Trio Era] [Draco x OC]

Y/N Moonshine, the great granddaughter of Merlin himself. Her journey through Hogwarts School Of Witchcraft and Wizardry leave people slightly cautious of her, maybe because of her family tree? But Y/N still manages to catch the eye of a well known Slytherin boy, and he doesn't hesitate to get close to the student who's known as the Spoilt Little Rich Girl.

"Because you have no idea what I'm capable of." He says, slowly gliding his finger along my breasts-causing a shiver to crawl up my spine while his hand still tightly wrapped around my neck. He leans in and seductively whispers into my ear "Do you understand Austin?" I slowly nod but that isn't good enough for him... __________________________ Leah has a secret that later on threatens her life, the days leading up to her birthday torment her and leave her wondering if she can truly survive this threat. WARNING: contains smut 🌶 Highest rankings: #1 in draco #1 in dracomalfoy #1 in blaisezabini #1 in tomfelton

"You want to know what I taste like?" I say, leaving my mouth slightly open. I can feel Malfoy's breath on my lips. He doesn't answer, but his breath hitches as he looks down. "You really want to know?" "Just do it," Malfoy barks. "So I can have some fucking peace." "I taste. . ." I start, leaning in. Malfoy closes his eyes, his brows furrowing, and I chuckle at the agony of it. ". . . Like dirt. Mud, even. And does the Slytherin Prince really want to get his lips dirty?" --- This fanfiction is cringey. *Draco MalfoyxOC* *Mature Content* *Messy Ass Plot* *Theodore Nott Supremacy*

⚠️*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---!"

She's the new Hufflepuff princess. He's the ruthless Slytherin prince. When Angelina Sinclair transfers from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic to Hogwarts for her final year, she expects a quiet fresh start-new classes, new friends, nothing more. What she doesn't expect is the unsettling gaze of Draco Malfoy. He's insufferable, arrogant and impossible to ignore. Yet every glare, sparks something they can't name. The closer their worlds collide, the harder it becomes to tell where hatred ends and something far more dangerous begins. Enemies to lovers. The story gets better every chapter... Crazy plots