"You want to know what I taste like?" I say, leaving my mouth slightly open. I can feel Malfoy's breath on my lips. He doesn't answer, but his breath hitches as he looks down. "You really want to know?" "Just do it," Malfoy barks. "So I can have some fucking peace." "I taste. . ." I start, leaning in. Malfoy closes his eyes, his brows furrowing, and I chuckle at the agony of it. ". . . Like dirt. Mud, even. And does the Slytherin Prince really want to get his lips dirty?" --- This fanfiction is cringey. *Draco MalfoyxOC* *Mature Content* *Messy Ass Plot* *Theodore Nott Supremacy*

"Who would have thought, that I would have fallen in love with a Potter." "And I, a Malfoy." ***** You, Anastasia May Potter, and your family are rivals with Draco Malfoy and his family so, you easily hate each other. But after a couple drinks and breakups, things start to change for you and Draco. Will you stay lovers and ignore your destined fate, or will reality get the best of you and it was all just a big mistake? ***** There is a lot of spicy chapters so be warned; 18+ This is my first story so it may be a little rough at some points but, it's a learning process. ***** All rights go to JK Rowling. I created Alice Young and her family, Jacob Maine, and Anastasia Potter. ***** #1 in sexual themes - 4/13/21 #1 in draco story - 4/19/21 #1 in draco malfoy - 4/21/21

A Draco Malfoy and Y/N L/N story that takes place in Draco's sixth year of Hogwarts. Draco and Y/N are not exactly the best of friends, more like enemies for life. But that changes soon enough when they accidentally meet in the Slytherin common room and talk to each other throughout the starry night due to the overwhelming reality the Dark Lord brought into the magical world... The Harry Potter franchise belongs to JKR, so none of the characters are mine except for a few that are never mentioned in the books. Some of the plots are Rowling's, however, there are original scenes that I came up with. Enjoy the book :3

Charlotte Rosier knew three things for certain: her family name would always come before her, professional Quidditch was an ambition she would eventually be expected to abandon, and Draco Malfoy had stopped being her friend two years ago. Sixth year makes all three considerably less certain. Between Slytherin parties, old grief, dangerous secrets and a war creeping steadily closer to Hogwarts, Charlotte and Draco find themselves becoming something neither of their families could have chosen for them. A story about the things we inherit, the people we love, and becoming someone entirely our own. ----- Draco Malfoy x Female OC Half Blood Prince -> Deathly Hallows and beyond Harry Potter AU #3 in #dracomalfoy #8 in #malfoy #10 in #draco #3 in harrypotter

In which love lived to be lethal, and sin strived to heal all. "I will kill every soul that tries to scratch yours." They would constantly tear the world apart to keep each other in pieces. ____ A slow-burn Draco Malfoy love story with a heavy plot. Trigger warning. This story contains mature content. Such as violent actions, sexual actions, abuse, rape, character deaths, signs of self-harm, psychological trauma, and foul language, 18+ only, All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. I do own Amelie Avery and the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any characters or events in this story. All credit goes to J.K Rowling.

⚠️*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---!"

Your failed school life at Beauxbatons leaves you with your last resort. Hogwarts.. Where will it lead you? Who do you meet? And whom do you fall in love with?

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"Good girl." WARNINGS: - lots of mature themes (smut) -violence -Toxicity Highest rankings: 1 on Dracomalfoy 1 on malfoy 1 on dracolovestory 1 on spice Draco's a bit obsessive in this book THE FIRST FEW CHAPTERS ARE NOT THAT WELL DONE BUT I PROMISE YOU IT DOES GET BETTER. OH YEAH AND ✨ KINKER✨

Y/N Potter-after many years of waiting in a girls' home-is finally being reunited with her twin brother at Hogwarts. But, of course, with a newcomer will come unwanted enemies. Who would have anticipated that they would come with such a desire to taunt her? - fic in which you (the reader) are harry potter's twin sister and hate draco malfoy from the start, but romance is never off the table begins in fourth year