"𝐊𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐫 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐥." #1 in tomriddle (12/14/2020) #1 in harrypotter (09/08/2020) #1 in voldemort (09/02/2020) #1 in riddle (09/02/2020) #1 in evil (10/12/2020) [All the characters with the exception of Seraphina, some close friends and her family belong to J. K. Rowling] [Warning: mature content, violence, sensible themes and inappropriate language]

- 𓆙 TW: torture, abuse, men. ℛ𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝒱𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚 & 𝒯𝐨𝐦 ℛ𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐥𝐞 "He stood between me and every thought of religion, as an eclipse intervenes between man and the broad sun". -𝒥𝒶𝓃ℯ ℰ𝓎𝓇ℯ *** As Grindelwald continues rising to power and dragging the wizarding world toward war, a prophecy emerges, one that names Ravenna Vindicta as the witch destined to stand beside a dark wizard and help him reach the full extent of his power. Marked as a threat before she ever made a choice, Ravenna is torn from her life and placed under constant supervision, sent to Hogwarts in an attempt to keep her far from Grindelwald's influence and the future the prophecy predict. But prophecies are never so simple. As secrets unravel and truth surface, it become clear that the dark wizard foretold was never Grindelwald at all. In Dumbledore's desperate attempt to stop fate, they may have done the very thing that seal it. 𝒜𝓂ℴ𝓇 ℱ𝒶𝓉𝒾， 𝒷𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽．

𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠. ~ Draco Malfoy wasn't perfect, but neither was she. It seemed like they were destined for one another. Ruin and rage, finally reunited. (fem!oc x draco malfoy) order of the phoenix - deathly hollows © rdheartfield 2022

⚠️*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---!"

**𓆙 Darling, We Were Never Friends 𓆙** Marigold Augusta Longbottom has spent her entire life caught between two worlds. On one side, there's the weight of the Longbottom name, the legacy of being Frank and Alice Longbottom's daughter, and a grandmother determined to ensure she never forgets where she comes from. On the other, there are the Weasleys, Quidditch, found family, and the kind of chaos that only Hogwarts can provide. Goldie expects her fourth year to be filled with classes, Quidditch matches, and keeping Fred and George from convincing her to test their latest inventions. She certainly doesn't expect to find herself spending more time around Draco Malfoy. A boy she's known for years through pureblood gatherings and has found perfectly insufferable for almost as long. But as the Triwizard Tournament arrives, old prejudices deepen, friendships are tested, and the wizarding world inches closer to war, Goldie discovers that some people are far more complicated than they first appear. Over the course of four years, enemies become reluctant allies, rivals become friends, and somewhere between shared secrets, impossible choices, and a war that threatens to tear their world apart, Goldie finds herself facing a truth she never anticipated: Draco Malfoy was never meant to matter. And yet, somehow, he becomes everything. ✦ Years Four through Seven ✦ Slow Burn ✦ Enemies to Lovers ✦ Found Family ✦ Quidditch ✦ Pureblood Politics ✦ Theodore Nott, Pansy Parkinson & Blaise Zabini Friendship ✦ Eventual Smut ✦ Canon Divergence ✦ Emotional Damage (because apparently I enjoy suffering)

House Sinclair has stood among Britain's oldest pure-blood families for centuries. Gwen Sinclair, however, has never been interested in living up to the family name. Clever, sharp-tongued, and impossible to read, she catches the attention of the last person she ever expected: Draco Malfoy. Somewhere between that, they discover that the hardest move to make... is choosing for yourself. Canon divergence, Goblet of Fire → Deathly Hallows, Draco Malfoy × Female OC

Eleanor Selwyn and Draco Malfoy had three things in common: a high, pure-blood status, academic talents and Slytherin house. Other than that, they were complete opposites and hated each other. That was rather unfortunate, as the Selwyns and the Malfoys had been part of the same social circle for decades. They went to the same parties, visited the same shops and restaurants and visited each other far more than Eleanor would have liked. If it were up to their mothers, they'd already have been betrothed, but ever since birth, the two were like fire and ice. But what happens when ice gets too close to fire?

Kallista Emrys was born into the ruthless world of pure-blood high society. As one of the last living descendants of Merlin - the greatest wizard of all time - the weight of her family name comes with impossible expectations, constant scrutiny, and a legacy she never asked for. When Kally starts at Hogwarts, she quickly learns the kind of hatred that follows anyone sorted into Slytherin. Surrounded by fellow pure-blood heirs burdened with their own family expectations, she finally finds people who understand her... until one infuriatingly arrogant - and undeniably handsome - blond boy becomes the distraction she never saw coming. Or... A rewrite of The Slytherin Royals featuring altered plotlines, a reimagined Yule Ball, darker more mature (wink wink) tensions, and, most importantly, enemies-to-lovers instead of friends-to-lovers.

To debate between hatred, friendship, love - with a foe, a friend, or a lover.

To debate between hatred, friendship, love - with a foe, a friend, or a lover.