Auberella and Draco, two people blinded by the word 𝘍𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥 (Draco Malfoy x female oc) 14 year old Auberella Kate Sinclair was a pristine, Pureblood, high class, Hufflepuff. 14 year old Draco Lucius Malfoy was a stuck up, Pureblood, high class, Slytherin. The two, now enemies, used to be friends. That was until Draco decided that he was too good to be associated with a Hufflepuff, blood status or not. Or atleast that's what he thought the reason was. (There might not be smut i'm sorry okay💔) This fic also won't be entirely book/movie accurate due to the fact that I ain't no writer and there are levels to ts Please keep in mind that I'm not going to frequently update because i'm always busy with school and this is strictly for fun!! Enjoy ☺️🫶🏼🫶🏼 follow my fics tiktok!! tiktok - auberellakatesinclair

Everyone thinks Blaise Zabini has everything figured out. They're wrong. When one fake relationship becomes the perfect solution to both of your problems, it seems harmless enough. After all, feelings can be controlled.. can't they? Except the longer you spend beside Blaise, the more you realise he's hiding far more than a carefully crafted reputation. And the most dangerous part? You can't tell where the act ends anymore. Maybe it was never pretend to begin with.

❛❛ no one noticed... ❞ She was never meant to be more than the maid's daughter. Raised in the shadows of Malfoy Manor, she knew her place...and Draco Malfoy knew she didn't belong in his world. But when fate forces them together at Hogwarts, resentment turns into something far more dangerous. In a world built on blood status, some loves are destined to be forbidden... disclaimer : these are my ideas, I will not tolerate any sort of copying or extreme heavy inspo. I also will not tolerate nonconsensual translating !! TROPES: slow burn , enemies to lovers , forbidden love , forced proximity , opposites attract , mature language , spoilers , spice , etc... Started: 07/30/26 Ended: ? © xeylio

𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐚𝐱𝐥𝐞𝐲 and 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐟𝐨𝐲 are scarred by war, addicted to coping mechanisms, and carrying the unbearable weight of their own guilt. now, they are forced back into a ministry-mandated eighth year at hogwarts, under constant surveillance carrying the label of high risk individuals. but no regulation can contain what festers within. rayne and draco exist in a volatile orbit, drawn together by trauma, recognition, and a magnetic, self-destructive pull that neither can resist. when they uncover ancient rune magic hidden in the castle by the dark lord himself, it promises more than power, but also intimacy, escape, and a way to numb pain they cannot name. but this magic is transactional and every use corrodes the world around them and the connection they cannot seem to let go of. ✦ post-war, eighth year // toxic love, & bodily-destruction

Twenty one days. Five hundred and four hours. A botched potions experiment leaves Inessa Valenti and Draco Malfoy sharing a nervous system for three weeks. Every physical burn, ache, and adrenaline spike is now shared and hiding their worst days from each other is suddenly impossible. They've spent four years barely interacting. But as the countdown ticks away feeling everything the other feels starts shifting spite and survival into something far more dangerous.

❝ 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒔𝒐 𝒄𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒐𝒏𝒆 ❞ No matter how hard they try, Arabella Winters and Draco Malfoy could never truly pull away. Finding pieces of each other in everything-- the blossom of a tree suited for turmoil, a constellation in the far northern sky, the phantom heat of that night in the broom closet together, and the hiding in shadows they recognise. Whether they are tearing each other apart or holding each other steady, they are always bound together like two stars locked in an inescapable orbit. - roughly inspired by my insta notes story on Tiktok @wittynonsense_ - started: July 5, 2026 (tiktok ig story started: June 29, 2026) ended: ?

Some people meet at the wrong time. Others spend their entire lives trying to find the right one. For as long as Elodie Lupin could remember, Mattheo Riddle had existed somewhere in the corners of her life. In crowded corridors and empty classrooms. In petty arguments that lasted three days and conversations that lasted until morning. In stolen glances across the Great Hall, scribbled notes passed beneath desks, and all the insignificant moments that somehow became the ones she remembered most. Somewhere along the way, Elodie fell in love with him. And, eventually, she made the mistake of telling him. Mattheo Riddle didn't love Hufflepuffs. At least, that was what he told her. So Elodie did the only thing she could. She learned how to live without him. Two years later, Mattheo finally realised that yellow and green had never mattered quite as much as he'd convinced himself they did. But Elodie wasn't waiting anymore. Suddenly, it was Mattheo searching for her in crowded rooms. Mattheo remembering conversations she had long forgotten. Mattheo wondering when her laughter had stopped belonging to him. They had spent years finding their way back to each other. Perhaps this time, they wouldn't. Because some people can be completely, hopelessly interlinked- and still never get the timing right.

❛❛ I wish I could be Magnolia. ❞ Pure blood Theodore Nott never expected to fall for a Muggle born. Elowen Vireaux has adored him in secret since their first encounter, yet she's forced to watch him chase after her best friend instead. But when tradition threatens to consume him, Theodore finally opens his eyes to the girl who's been standing in his shadow all along. Now he must prove to Elowen that his heart has finally caught up with hers, before she decides he's not worth the wait. disclaimer : these are my ideas, I will not tolerate any sort of copying or extreme heavy inspo. I also will not tolerate nonconsensual translating !! TROPES: sorta-slow burn , friends to lovers , second choice , unrequited love , forbidden love , she fell first but he fell harder , mature language , spoilers , spice Started: 07/19/26 Ended: ? © xeylio

𝐰𝐚𝐫 rages louder than their silence, and still, six children of ancient bloodlines sharpen themselves into blades for the dark lord, they kill because they must and harden because they have to. they are cold, ruthless, and feared. but every act of violence leaves a crack in the armor they have built around their souls learning quickly that the greatest danger isn't the enemy in front of them, but what lingers after. 𝐚𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 bleeds softness she cannot scrub away, even as she learns to make herself a weapon. mattheo riddle carries shadows in his veins, born of a legacy too dark to outrun. draco malfoy fractures under the weight of his name, while theodore nott drowns in silence no one else can hear. daphne greengrass burns brightest before she lets others see her fall, but lorenzo berkshire will follow her into any fire. 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 they are unstoppable, but alone they are breaking, their names will fade from the mouths of the living, but history will remember them differently, a title forged in shadow and despair: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 ✦ 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 ✦ mid-war, seventh year // friends to lovers 950k words this story contains 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐭 themes surrounding suicide, and the psychology behind homicide-suicide 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧