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 resto...
//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...
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 t...
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 p...
"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...
"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 h...
"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...
❛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 cl...
Draco Malfoy was a rude selfcentered neckgrabbing heartbreaker, raised upon wealth and reputation. Alice Thornheart was a strongminded mischievous stubborn young lady, raised upon the same wealth and reputation. Children of the masked men, heirs of the dark kingdom. "Oh my sweet Alice, our world is an empire built upo...
