love /lʌv/Submit noun 1. an intense feeling of deep affection. 2. a great interest and pleasure in something. ♡ "Every Prince needs his Princess" Melody Robinson descendant of one of the wealthiest pure blood wizard families in the wizarding world. Best friends with none other than a familiar blonde wizard, Draco Malfoy Follow Melody's journey during her Hogwarts experience as she seems to have joined Hogwarts just when all the excitement is starting! (Harry Potter Series Fanfic) (Draco Fanfic) ♡ Highest ranks • #1 - Wizard - 16/06/19 • #1 - Draco Malfoy - 17/06/19 • #1 - Draco - 17/06/19 • # 2 - Muggle -10/07/19 • # 1 - Melody - 29/12/19 • # 5 - The One - 9/07/19 • # 4 - Wizards and Witches - 10/07/19 • # 1 - Half blood - 24/11/19 • # 2 - Slytherin - 16/07/19 • # 1 - Theonott - 15/11/2020 • #2 - Hogwarts - 23/08/19 • #1 - Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry- 15/6/2020 • #1 - Lord Voldemort - 12/10/2020 • #1 - Pugface - 12/10/2020 • #2 - Pureblood - 13/10/2020

Its his last year at Hogwarts and former Hogwarts bully, Draco Malfoy just wants to clean up his act and get through the year. Maybe even apply for a potions fellowship and date Astoria Greengrass. His plan seems perfect on paper except for a minor hiccup in the form of a feisty Hufflepuff girl... ** "Everything feels...easier with you." He mumbled quietly. "It doesn't feel that way with anyone else." "I know." *** "Say that again." He whispered, gently pressing his forehead to hers. "My name, the way you said it Esme, Please." "Draco."

*EDITING RN* There's something achingly beautiful about Draco Malfoy. When Grier Langston first arrives at Hogwarts for her 6th year of magical education, she is catapulted into a world of endless mysteries and harmful delights. This is nothing like Ilvermorny. She is soon drawn to fellow student Draco Malfoy, for his sharp tongue and crude remarks can't seem to deter her. His ice gray eyes captivate her like no one ever has. After a string of attacks and mysterious interactions within the walls of her new home, Grier and Draco must uncover the startling truth and continue their life as it once was. But can they handle the truth or will it destroy them? ------------- "We were tangled between the sheets. A tangible mess of sweat and ecstasy. I had never felt so undeniably calm, yet empowered all the same. My body felt like a temple, in which he was the only one to enter. I looked up at his gleaming face, for a picture couldn't do him justice." ~ Warning: contains mature content (smut), strong language, & violence - 18+ - Cover by the AMAZING @floricidelove

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.

Faye Scamander was never dangerous. She was the girl who handed out biscuits like blessings, chatted with portraits, rescued injured creatures, and left wildflowers on desks simply because it felt kind. And somehow, Draco Malfoy noticed her anyway. Draco had been raised in a castle of cold rules and colder expectations. Faye had grown up in a cottage overflowing with warmth and wonder. He had been taught that softness was weakness. She had been raised to believe that softness saved people. They should have stayed worlds apart. Instead, they kept colliding-his armour against her gentleness, his silence against her small-magic courage. And somewhere between a flower she gave him, a biscuit he pretended not to want, and the moments they lingered without meaning to- everything shifted. Because some spells were loud and destructive. But the ones that changed a life? They were always the small things no one saw coming