She was the last of her line, according to her father. A natural parseltongue, and a direct descendant of Salazar Slytherin. Gaunt. The long lost Slytherin heir. The long lost phantom queen. She was bred by her father to be determined, cunning, ruthless and, to launch the arrow true to its aim. She was bred to restore the Gaunt family name. What happens when the long lost queen meets the Slytherin prince? (Fem!OC x Draco Malfoy)

//The boy who had no choice and the girl who made all the wrong ones// ••• [slowburn} [enemies to lovers] [mature themes] [daily updates] [the writing and plot only get better as the story progresses and the characters grow up] ••• Certainty and precision were what Draco Malfoy had known for the entirety of his life. Uncertainty was what Astrid Ninomae had always liked to search for. Where Draco was a predicted snowstorm, Astrid was an unexpected ray of sunshine. Where he was a peaceful Christmas morning, she was the spontaneous decision of running down a grassy hill at dawn. Astrid was everything Draco had been certain his life at Hogwarts would be like. Draco was everything Astrid had not expected. ••• All characters and setting in the Harry Potter world are owned by J.K. Rowling. I only own Astrid and a few other select characters. The cover is mine but all the other pictures or videos used in the book belong to their respectful owners.

Astrid Ninomae had never expected this would be what she'd become. Yet it made an awful lot of sense being that... a villain. "You're a monster!" Draco gasped, despite his best efforts to look more angry than hurt. "Yes," she nodded, tilting her head in a challenge as they stood chest to chest. "And I don't intend to apologize for being one. Why should I when no one ever apologized for making me into one? So get this," she paused to clear her throat, "screw you, dearest, and not in the way you always imagined you would." ••• [slowburn ; year 6 - future} [lovers to enemies to...] [mature themes] [daily updates] [the writing and plot only get better as the story progresses and the characters grow up] ••• this is a second part to 'they were just kids' read 'dear reader' of this book or the previous one for more info //The boy who had no choice and the girl who made all the wrong ones// ••• All characters and settings in the Harry Potter world are owned by J.K. Rowling. I only own Astrid and a few other select characters. All the other pictures or videos used in the book belong to their respectful owners.

Astrid wished healing could be an overnight process but nothing in life came that easy. She had learned that. She hadn't become a witch overnight. She hadn't made her closest friends overnight. She hadn't fallen in love overnight. Astrid Ninomae had not been in Azkaban just overnight. She had not forgotten the pain of losing a loved one overnight. She had not grown to be detested by society and herself overnight. But Astrid had also once loved life. She had loved spontaneous adventures and the liberating thrill of uncertainty. She had loved bathing in the sunshine and the feeling of raindrops on her bare, unexposed skin. She had loved the snow and even the boy who sort of reminded her of it. But most importantly Astrid had loved herself. So she decided she would learn to love all these things again. One by one. With time. After many, many nights and days and months. Because she realized there was no gift more precious than that of rising from pain and experiencing life itself. There were too many people she knew who had long since lost even that simple opportunity... ••• The third and final book in the They Were Just Kids When They Became Villains series to satisfy your curious hearts wishing to know what happened After They Were Villains. ••• [may be slow and irregular updates] [linear time flow but with big time-skips] [mature themes] [OPEN FOR REQUESTS (even for Hogwarts-time scenes) so leave a comment if you want to see something] ••• All characters and settings in the Harry Potter world are owned by J.K. Rowling. I only own Astrid and a few other select characters. The cover design is mine but the art on it and all other pictures or videos used in the book belong to their respectful owners.

"It's our choices that weigh heavy on our souls long after the scene fades." She was born for him. He was born to fail. Slow burn. Canon-divergent. 230k words. MATURE. *Used to be under the name Just A Little Girl

⚠️*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---!"

"He's back!" Harry cries. "Voldemort's back and he killed Cedric!" Malory's eyes grow big after the words come out of Harry's mouth. The pain slowly starts to fade and it's replaced by fear. "There's no way, right?" Blaise asks his friends. They all stay silent. Malory wipes the sweat from her neck and tries to breathe normally but struggles to do so. There is no way, he's dead. He died October 31st, 1981, Malory thinks to herself. But when she glances down at her left arm and rubs the fabric of her coat sleeve, a terrifying thought comes to mind. A thought that has always lingered in her brain but was never taken seriously. Dad's back. ~~~ Malory Roberts, Aaryana Black, Blaise Zabini, and Draco Malfoy. Four Slytherin students that practically rule Hogwarts. When looking surface level, the only problems you can see is them trying to decide what booze to bring to the next party. But as you dig deeper, you'll realize that there's a lot more going on. To make things worse, Malory has a secret even her three best friend's don't know. And it's going to create chaos all around the wizarding world, especially at Hogwarts. A Harry Potter spin off, and Draco Malfoy love story.

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

"Do I really have to transfer?" I whine. "All of my friends are at Beauxbatons." My father lets out a heavy sigh. "Unfortunately this is the way it has to be." He grabs my bags from behind me and I follow him out the door. "And remember," He turns and looks me in the eye. "Stay away from Mr. Malfoy." ~~ Alexis Snape transfers to Hogwarts for her 6th year of school. Surprisingly things go really well; a lot of friends and easy classes. The only problem is Alexis may be falling for the one boy her father told her to stay away from. Worst of all, Mr. Malfoy is definitely crushing as well and won't stop until he gets what he wants. A Draco Malfoy love story.

❛And do you know what's the stupidest thing about this?❜ said Draco and made an aggressive step towards me. ❛That after all this,❜ he grasped my forearm violently and made me backstep in fear. ❛After all this trouble,❜ he said and pushed me against the wall despite my tries to get away. ❛After all these fights,❜ he closed up and stuck his body on mine, putting his hand on my neck almost painfully. ❛I still want you so badly, it hurts,❜ he said and looked at me with both anger and lust and passion. ❛God, I want you so much and I want to kill you at the same time. You stupid, little girl, I fucking love you.❜ Despite being Voldemort's daughter, Dumbledore's goddaughter and destined to lead, Annalise Riddle was born in a world ordinary and plain. Thrown into a life full of magic and wonders, she stumbles upon her fate. This is not just a love story. This is a story of self-sacrifice and being brave enough to seek your destiny. ❛The Lost Daughter is now born. Lady she is meant to be and Lady she will be, and a Dark Lord's daughter. Beware, for only she knows the key to his collapse. Long may she reign and retribution shall be ours.❜ *Highest Rank: #2 in fanfiction and #1 in draco* If you like this story, I am sure you would also like its prequel. Go to my profile and add Anne's mother's story ('Retribution Shall Be Ours') to your reading lists!