"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*

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.

𝐇𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐕𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭? {𝘖𝘊 𝘹 𝘔𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘰 𝘙𝘪𝘥𝘥𝘭𝘦} Aurora Kindle, a beautiful and confident girl, was in her 5th year. She had to transfer schools - beginning her new life in Hogwarts as a Slytherin. By then - the war had been over for 3 years, people were slowly forgetting, the only reminder of past dangers and Voldemort was his son, also a 5th year, Matteo Riddle. But who actually was Matteo? Matteo, a child born into chaos, was hidden away by his father before the war even started, and his true identity was revealed to the Wizarding World only after his father, Voldemort or Tom Riddle, had finally died by Harry Potter's wand. There are many questions... Will Matteo be able to overcome his violent tendencies and traumatic upbringing? Will Aurora and Mateo get along now that they're at the same school? Why do they seem to hate each other so much? What will become their future?... ~𝘗𝘚: 𝘐 𝘥𝘰 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺 𝘗𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦~ 𝚆𝙰𝚁𝙽𝙸𝙽𝙶: 𝙼𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍

Twin Flame [ twin fl-ey-m ] Noun 'Two people who were split into different bodies but share the same soul.' "You and George may look identical, but you're my twin flame, Weasley" Character rights belong to j.k. rowling. Under editing.

𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. ☽☽☽ Pureblood. Reputation. Loyalty. Beauty. War. For the longest time, that's all Dahlia Dern's life revolved around. She's been taught to be deadly and lethal ever since that black skull wrapped in a snake was inscribed on her skin. To demolish this tainted world and restore new order. But when her skin scratches, going blotchy and red every time he calls them for a mission, she knows she's been betraying everything she stands for. But what if he's the same too? That bleach-blonde, blue-eyed boy that she loves to hate. ☽☽☽ "It infuriates me how much you're always on my mind," He said, stepping closer, his pale eyes locked onto mine. "And no matter how much I try to stop it, you're always there." He exhaled sharply, like holding it in had started to hurt. "You have me, princess. You always have. But please... just let me in." ☽☽☽ TW: This book will consist of murder, abuse, weapon violence, mental health, sexual content, and angst. This does not fully follow the timeline of the movies, 'Harry Potter'. This book isn't a slow burn. ☽☽☽ [Draco Malfoy fanfic]

DRACO LOVE STORY. Smut, strong language, some mature content! Juliet has had everything in her life handed to her from the start. Gorgeous. Talented. Smart. Slytherin. Pureblood. How could she need anything else? The only thing she longs for? Her parent's approval. Things start to take a dark turn during her 4th year with the return of the Dark Lord, and no one seems to understand her. Teenage years are confusing enough. Alcohol, drugs, sex, school, peer pressure. There's only one relationship she wants, and no matter how hard she tries it will always be restricted. Years 4-7 THIS BOOK IS COMPLETE/ IN THE MIDDLE OF EDITING. 15+. HIGHEST RANKINGS🥰: #1 in Deatheaters #1 in Dracoxreader #1 in Malfoy #1 in Slytherin #1 in DarkMark #1 in DracoFanfic #1 in MalfoyFamily #1 in GobletOfFire #1 in Voldemort #1 in BlaiseZabini #1 in Writing #2 in HalfBloodPrince #2 in Dracolovestory #2 in DeathlyHallows #3 in Goldentrio #3 in Hogwarts #4 in MalfoyFamily Some characters and plot developments do belong to J.K. Rowling. Some plot developments might not occur in exact order to better go along with the story.

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⚠️*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---!"

Two kids. One from a family of blood traitors, the other from a family of blood supremacist. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Vinnie Weasley had lived her life not knowing who her real parents is. Not knowing who she truly belong to, Whom she's got her traits and features from. But one this was certain for her. She belong to him. Him - Draco Malfoy

Isadora Potter has never backed down from a challenge. Sharp-tongued and fearless, she's the storm Hogwarts didn't see coming. Draco Malfoy has always played the game his way-calculated, cold, and always in control. They were supposed to despise each other. And publicly, they do. The insults, the glares, the tension you could cut with a wand-it's all part of the show. But behind closed doors, in the shadows of the Astronomy Tower, something else brews. Something far more dangerous than hate. Everyone thinks they know the story. They don't. Read the book. Uncover the secret. And see just how thin the line between hate and something else can be. { Draco Malfoy X Harry Potter's twin sister} { POA-DH } { This book is enemies to lovers } started: 20.08.2025 ended: tbd