― "You'd look exquisite in my undoing." ― Flora Moreau spoke in soft syllables and sharp truths. A Ravenclaw with ink-stained hands, she sketched the world as she saw it - not as it wished to be seen. Daughter of an ancient French bloodline, she had walked Hogwarts' halls for years, quiet as moonlight, untouchable as frost. Draco Malfoy loathed her. Her composure, her defiance, her refusal to give him the satisfaction of a single flinch. He provoked; she dismissed. He sneered; she smiled. And yet, she was in his mind - carved there like an etching he could not erase. She was everything he had been raised to hate, and everything he did not understand about himself. Their battles were fought in glances and words, in wit that cut deeper than curses, in the space between cruelty and longing - where the line between wanting her and destroying her blurred into damnation. ☽｡⋆

"I haven't been able to stop thinking about you... I don't think I can hold these feelings back anymore," he continued. I tried to brush it off with an awkward chuckle. "I'm sure your feelings only came back because we ran into each other after years of no contact." "Came back? Please..." he scoffed, licking his lips as he locked eyes with me. "They never left." He scooted closer, resting one of his hands on my ankle and gently rubbing his thumb back and forth. My back straightened as every muscle in my body tensed. I wordlessly watched as he softly glided his hand up my calf. My hand clasped around his as it neared my inner thigh, "What are you doing?" "I know you want this as much as I do," he breathed out. - SEQUEL TO MUFFLIATO | MATURE CONTENT WARNING | Highest Rankings: #1 in dm #3 in dracolovestory #9 in spice

On the long-anticipated Courting Day at Hogwarts, where Seventh and Eighth year students can declare intentions to woo one another, Harry Potter finds himself in a peculiar predicament. With everyone eyeing him as a prime matrimonial target, he devises a plan to escape the unwanted attention: he will declare his suit to someone who'd surely reject him. Enter Draco Malfoy, the last person anyone would expect Harry to court. But as the courting rituals bring unexpected closeness, sparks fly in directions neither Harry nor Draco could have predicted. As they navigate their mock courtship, both must confront their pasts, their prejudices, and perhaps, a future neither dared to imagine. Will their feigned courtship spiral into genuine affection, or will their plan crumble under the weight of old grudges and new desires?

[ᴍᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ- ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴅɪꜱᴄʀᴇᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀᴅᴠɪꜱᴇᴅ] "You look so good like this," he smirked, lifting her chin with the tip of his wand. "Under my control." ~ 6th Year at Hogwarts has just begun. Draco Malfoy, a Death Eater as of recently. Athena Greene, far from it. After an interference with Malfoy only a week into the new school year, and several events following that - catching scent of the Amortentia, that damn mahogany cologne - Athena finds herself thinking about him more often than she'd like. Both face the conflicts of their own prejudices, despising each other meanwhile struggling to stay away. - cover art by me ;) - #1 Draco - 18.02.22