Kallista Emrys was born into the ruthless world of pure-blood high society. As one of the last living descendants of Merlin - the greatest wizard of all time - the weight of her family name comes with impossible expectations, constant scrutiny, and a legacy she never asked for. When Kally starts at Hogwarts, she quickly learns the kind of hatred that follows anyone sorted into Slytherin. Surrounded by fellow pure-blood heirs burdened with their own family expectations, she finally finds people who understand her... until one infuriatingly arrogant - and undeniably handsome - blond boy becomes the distraction she never saw coming. Or... A rewrite of The Slytherin Royals featuring altered plotlines, a reimagined Yule Ball, darker more mature (wink wink) tensions, and, most importantly, enemies-to-lovers instead of friends-to-lovers.

❛❛ I hate that I made you love me. ❞ 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐋𝐄𝐓 and Draco Malfoy have spent years pretending to be polite family friends to please their parents while secretly despising each other at Hogwarts, where every encounter turns into a battle of insults, pride, and control. But when forced proximity and family expectations keep throwing them together, their hatred starts to blur into something neither of them is willing to name. disclaimer : these are my ideas, I will not tolerate any sort of copying or extreme heavy inspo. I also will not tolerate nonconsensual translating !! ORIGINAL FIC HAD 1.34 MILLION READS (this is the repost because it was deleted by Wattpad) - enemies to lovers - slow burn - family friends - childhood "friends" -accurate/canon draco - mature themes - mature language - spoilers - spice tags : - #1 dracomalfoy - #1 draco - #1 malfoy - #1 tomfelton - #1 dracotok - #1 hagrid - #1 pansy Started: 06/13/26 Ended: ? © xeylio

⚠️*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---!"

It started with a glare, but ended with a kiss. In the suffocating silence of a forgotten Hogwarts closet, traps Draco Malfoy and Valerie Potter together. Sworn enemies, their every encounter is a battle of wills, a clash of venomous words. But in the darkness, with nowhere to run and nowhere to hide, the bitter rivalry that defines them begins to crumble. Uncover a story where the very hate that binds them, ignites a desire too fierce to ignore. ( best story ranks ) #1 malfoy 04.10.26 #1malfoyfanfic 01.21.26 #1 potterstwin - 11.26.25 #1 harrypotterstwinsister - 06.08.25 #1 tomfelton - 07.16.26 #1 hogwarts - 09.29.25 #1 harryssister - 12.23.25 #2 potterssister - 08.10.25 #3 viral - 03.22.25 #6 potterhead - 03.25.25 #6 trending - 02.13.26 #8 potter - 04.21.25 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 D. Malfoy / Harry Potter's Twin Sister

in which the boy who had no choice meets the girl who's tasked to find out why. cover by @thirstymalfoy HIGHEST RANKING: #1 in draco malfoy

Juliette Blackwell knows exactly what is expected of her. Draco Malfoy does too. Their families have been enemies for years, bound together by old money, broken alliances, public smiles and private resentment. As their final year at Hogwarts begins, the castle becomes a battlefield once again. Titles are up for grabs, alliances begin to shift and neither of them is willing to lose. But someone else is watching. For years, an anonymous voice has haunted Hogwarts, exposing secrets that were never meant to come to light. But beneath the rivalry lies something far more dangerous: a truth buried within their families' past. And only two enemies can uncover it. - Enemies to lovers - Slow burn - Forced proximity - Childhood friends - High society - Mystery - Spice Do NOT copy, repost, or translate my work without my permission.

❛ if we're supposed to convince everyone we're in love, malfoy, perhaps try being slightly more lovable. ❜ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, verity thorn and draco malfoy have spent years in the same friendship group whilst getting on each other's last nerve. they argue, compete, and trade insults like second nature, both far too stubborn to admit they might tolerate each other. but when verity and draco both face the threat of being promised to someone they don't want, they strike a deal: fake a relationship convincing enough to solve both their problems draco malfoy x oc tropes: fake dating, frenemies to lovers to enemies to lovers, slowburn, forced proximity

Aria Potter, the bright and compassionate twin sister of Harry Potter, is no stranger to the chaos that surrounds the Boy Who Lived. A proud Gryffindor with a sharp mind and a fiercely loyal heart, she stands by Harry's side through every trial, along with her close friends Hermione and Ron. But Aria's life takes an unexpected turn when she catches the eye of Draco Malfoy. What starts as a frustrating game of sly smirks and taunting flirtations slowly evolves into something far more complicated. Beneath Draco's arrogant exterior, Aria discovers glimpses of vulnerability that draw her in, even as she fights against her own growing feelings. As the years at Hogwarts unfold, their love-hate dynamic gives way to a tender-if turbulent-romance. Despite initial doubts, Harry and their friends come to see how much Draco truly cares for Aria, offering their cautious support. But with war looming on the horizon and Draco entangled in his family's dark legacy, their relationship is constantly tested by forces far beyond Hogwarts' stone walls. Okay, so since I'm so unprofessional, I didn't do a prologue, so quick recap of what happened to Aria on her parents' death day. Aria was not physically hit with the killing curse like Harry. it just bounced off her. So that's why voldemort won't be targeting her as much as Harry! Draco Malfoy x fem oc It starts in 3rd year

in which evelin beaumont and her twin brother uncover family secrets they were never meant to find, and draco malfoy becomes the boy she never meant to love. {draco malfoy x female oc} {enemies to lovers} {slow burn} {found family} {years 1-7} COMPLETED: MAY 19 2026

― "You'd look exquisite in my undoing." ― Flora Moreau spoke in soft syllables and sharp truths. A Ravenclaw with ink-stained hands, she sketched the world as she saw it - not as it wished to be seen. Daughter of an ancient French bloodline, she had walked Hogwarts' halls for years, quiet as moonlight, untouchable as frost. Draco Malfoy loathed her. Her composure, her defiance, her refusal to give him the satisfaction of a single flinch. He provoked; she dismissed. He sneered; she smiled. And yet, she was in his mind - carved there like an etching he could not erase. She was everything he had been raised to hate, and everything he did not understand about himself. Their battles were fought in glances and words, in wit that cut deeper than curses, in the space between cruelty and longing - where the line between wanting her and destroying her blurred into damnation. ☽｡⋆