Victoria Avery knew exactly what her life was supposed to look like: she would finish Hogwarts, marry well, make her family proud, and spend the years in between surrounded by good friends, expensive things, and the sort of problems she had always been particularly good at fixing. The summer before fifth year makes the future much less certain. In a world without war, Britain's oldest wizarding families have little left to fight over but each other. With Slytherin parties, Quidditch matches, society galas, family expectations, and enough scandal to keep twenty eight families talking, Victoria returns to Hogwarts determined to prove that nothing has changed. Unfortunately, Draco Malfoy has always been particularly good at noticing when she's lying. A story about the lives we're given, the choices we make, and discovering that being loved does not have to mean giving up the right to choose. ----- Draco Malfoy x Female OC Fifth Year -> Seventh Year Harry Potter (No Voldemort) AU #2 in #dracofanfic #4 in #dracomalfoy #24 in #malfoy #24 in #draco

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

He was the last person she meant to message. Of all people at Hogwarts, she had one person she absolutely could not afford to embarrass herself in front of. Draco Malfoy. Her rival. Her constant headache. The boy who somehow turned every corridor, classroom and late-night library session into a battle. So when a message meant for someone lands in his chat at an ungodly hour of the night, she knows she is finished. Except Draco doesn't expose her. He doesn't laugh. He simply replies. And somehow, one wrong message turns into midnight conversations, secrets whispered beneath candlelight, stolen glances across the Great Hall, and a dangerous realization neither of them is willing to admit: Maybe they don't hate each other quite as much as they thought. Wrong chat. Right enemy. And absolutely the wrong person to fall for. IMPORTANT: this is my story but I use the help of AI, therefore I do not claim I am writing everything myself here. I hope you love this !!

❝WOAH, WOAH, WOAH, THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL IM GOING TO DATE YOU❞ in which a two enemies agree to fake date one another. [draco malfoy x fem!reader] © 2016 sameezyy