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.

❛❛ 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. They pretend to enjoy each other's company at the pureblood balls they're forced to attend. After summer break, they despise each other at Hogwarts and aren't afraid to show it. 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 ! - enemies to lovers - slow burn - family friends - childhood "friends" - accurate/canon draco - mature themes - mature language - spoilers - spice Started: 06/13/26 Ended: ? tags: #1 dracomalfoy #1 malfoy #1 dracofanfic #1 dracotok #1 pureblood #1 hagrid © xeylio

"Quite the nightmare, wasn't it? Or should I say... enlightening?" I groaned. "It was horrible, Draco. Just a bad dream, that's all." He tilted his head, slowly circling me, deliberately closing the distance until my back pressed against the cool stone wall. His voice was low, teasing, almost dangerous. "Really? Because from what I heard... while you slept, you said something very... interesting." No, no, no, no. No fucking way. My breath caught in my throat. And then he repeated it, slow and deliberate: "Then taste me and fuck me hard, Draco." I froze completely. My heart was hammering. "You... you heard that?" I whispered, mortified. "Every word," he said, smirk curling at the corner of his mouth. "Did you know that you talk in your dreams?"

"Someone's being nosey again..." Draco dragged his words out, pulling my face closer to his. His finger was digging into my jaw and chin, causing me to squint my eyes at the pain. "Did you not learn from last night?" He hissed at me. I didn't dare move under his fingertips. The back of my eyes only stung more and more. Draco's hand travelled from my jaw to the back of my neck where he fisted some of my hair. He was looking at me, waiting for me to say something. "And..." He went on, sighing. " You still haven't told me why you're here, orphan." Draco was tugging on my hair so I was forced to look at him. His eyebrows were raised. "I thought you were-," "You thought I was what?" He started smirking again. "I thought you were seeing Astoria..." I barely whispered. Draco rolled his eyes at me and let go of my hair, turning to face the vanishing cabinet. He let out a few chuckles, resting his arm above his head against the cabinet. "Why did you think I was seeing Astoria?" Draco turned to face me again, now crossing his arms in front of his chest. I couldn't get any words out. "You must've had a good reason." He said in an amusing tone. "I don't know." I huffed. "You don't know?" He replied straight away. "You do know." Draco was walking towards me again, and he looked like he was about to laugh again. "Why do I find it hard to believe that you don't know?" He grits out.

(EDITING IS HAPPENING IN ALL CHAPTERS CURRENTLY SO SOME THINGS MAY NOT SOUND CLEAR OR MAKE SENSE: CURRENTLY HAVE EDITED UP TO CHAPTER 2) Draco x OC Holding back a shiver, she said, "Stop looking at me like that". 'Like what?" He asked teasingly, his voice low "Like you have true feelings for me" She whispered. 'Perhaps because I do,' he said softly, their faces inches apart 'Please, don't,' she pleaded, feeling the intensity of his stare like a weight on her shoulders. 'Why?' he questioned, his eyes searching hers with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat. 'Because if you keep looking at me like that, I might just kiss you,' she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. 'And what if I want you to?' he whispered back, his breath warm against her cheek. 'Then we're both in trouble,' she murmured 'Well, I believe it's too late for that,' he said with a smirk, his eyes twinkling with mischief as he leaned in closer. 'Perhaps,' she whispered, unable to resist the pull drawing her closer to him. 'The problem is,' he breathed, " If I kiss you now, I'll be unable to stop" he uttered before closing the distance between us until their lips met in a tender kiss This is not a part of the Harry Potter series, it's only a fanfic. J.K. Rowling is the author of the Harry Potter series so all rights belong to her :))

"This is a bad idea," Diana whispered against his lips, her fingers already tangled in his hair. Draco let out a low moan at the sensation of her nails dragging against his scalp. "Terrible idea," he rasped, but neither pulled away. ... Diana Kinsley has always prided herself on being untouchable. Fiercely independent, sharp-tongued, and impossible to control, she's spent years convincing herself that love is a weakness. Especially when it comes to Draco Malfoy. Once childhood best friends, Diana and Draco have spent the last few years tearing each other apart. Their fourth year shattered whatever they used to be, leaving behind nothing but resentment, jealousy, and a rivalry so intense it borders on obsession. Every interaction is a fight waiting to happen: cruel insults, explosive arguments, and tension that feels far too heated to be simple hatred. Then Draco betrays Pansy, detonating what little remained of their friend group, and things only get worse when he publicly exposes Diana's biggest secret: Greyhaven. Overnight, the thing Diana has spent her entire life trying to bury becomes gossip, humiliation, and ammunition for everyone around her. Humiliated and furious, Diana and Pansy decide to get revenge. Draco refuses to go down quietly. What starts as petty retaliation quickly spirals into something messier, darker, and far more dangerous than any of them intended. Because beneath all the hatred is something neither Diana nor Draco knows how to control: an attraction that burns just as violently as their anger. The more they try to destroy each other, the more impossible it becomes to stay away.

In 1994 an unlikely pairing causes conflict to arise and friendships to split. Draco Malfoy must choose between the road his family have set out for him, or his feelings for a Hufflepuff named Adele Darwin. His cousin, Kiara Valentine, has a fervent passion dedicated to destroying the darkest wizard the world has ever seen; Lord Voldemort. What happens when a moment in time changes their lives forever? Draco Malfoy X Female OC Tom Riddle X Female OC George Weasley X Female OC

For everyone who knew Draco Malfoy deserved more than scars and sarcasm-this one's for you. "Do you like making me insane? Touching him like that in front of me?" "Why should it matter if you don't want me?" Forget everything you thought you knew about Hogwarts... because this time, Harry's not the only Potter in town. Meet his twin sister-sharp tongue, clever mind, and absolutely done with living in her brother's oversized shadow. While Harry is busy being the Chosen One, she's busy making her own choices... including catching the attention of a certain Slytherin prince. Yeah, that's right. Draco Malfoy. Arrogant. Infuriating. Ridiculously good-looking (and he knows it). This isn't just about magic, it's about rewriting fates. Because maybe Draco Malfoy deserves a better ending... and maybe the Potter twin was always meant to shake things up.

Ana gasped for air, hyperventilating. "He-he..." Ana started. But her vision blurred as the memory of Draco's face flashed in her mind, horror stricken, as terrified and destroyed as she had ever seen him. "What?" Harry asked gently, taking Ana's clenched fist in his hand. Ana felt the cold silver of Draco's ring press against her pointer finger and sobbed again, gasping loudly. "He-he thinks I'm dead!" Ana erupted, silent sobs wracking her again. She buried her face into the couch to silence her cries. "Who?" Hermione asked, confused. Ana was scared for a second to say his name. She knew that if she did, she'd start screaming again. But she was just able to say the word through her sobs. "Draco." . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .