She's the new Hufflepuff princess. He's the ruthless Slytherin prince. When Angelina Sinclair transfers from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic to Hogwarts for her final year, she expects a quiet fresh start-new classes, new friends, nothing more. What she doesn't expect is the unsettling gaze of Draco Malfoy. He's insufferable, arrogant and impossible to ignore. Yet every glare, sparks something they can't name. The closer their worlds collide, the harder it becomes to tell where hatred ends and something far more dangerous begins. Enemies to lovers. The story gets better every chapter... Crazy plots

Juliette Blackwell knows exactly what is expected of her. Draco Malfoy does too. Their families have been enemies for years, bound together by old money, broken alliances, public smiles and private resentment. As their final year at Hogwarts begins, the castle becomes a battlefield once again. Titles are up for grabs, alliances begin to shift and neither of them is willing to lose. But someone else is watching. For years, an anonymous voice has haunted Hogwarts, exposing secrets that were never meant to come to light. But beneath the rivalry lies something far more dangerous: a truth buried within their families' past. And only two enemies can uncover it. - Enemies to lovers - Slow burn - Forced proximity - Childhood friends - High society - Mystery - Spice Do NOT copy, repost, or translate my work without my permission.

REWRITING!! In which time would never be enough, and vows lived to be broken. | "Always such a good girl for me, aren't you?" Draco groaned into my parted lips, earning a moan from me as he forced himself deeper, rougher by the feeling of my body trembling in his grip, "Such a good girl," | "It seemed so perfect, but ended so soon." ___ A Draco Malfoy love story with a bunch of messy plots. Highest ranking; #2 in harrypotter #3 in malfoy #1 in dracofanfic ___ Trigger warning, This book contains mature content. Such as sexual relationships, violent actions, signs of sexual abuse, foul language, and character death. 18+ only. All the characters in this book are over the age of 17. I do own Leiah 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

my dearest darling love,

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?

In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Leaning in as she whispered, "Both." ____ A Theodore Nott & Draco Malfoy fanfiction with a bunch of messy plots. Trigger warnings. This book contains mature content such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, toxicity, alcohol, the use of nicotine, and foul language. All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. ____ I do own Isla Grace Clarke, Mila Walker, Leo, and Ava Green, along with the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any of the characters/events in this book. All credits go to J.K Rowling.

» I didn't know you had a sister, Potter. «

Adreanna didn't know it then, but both her and Draco Malfoy were not so different from one another; willing to sacrifice one life to save another's.