After the war, gone is the Malfoy's standing in society, its reputation and the benefits that came out of it. All that's left is a stained name and a fortune worth more than Draco could ever spend. Tied with the loss of his parents, the pureblood finds himself without a purpose to live. An offer from Hogwarts and a chance meeting with a woman sweeter than the desserts she baked might just be what he needs to find it again. (Set ten years after the Battle of Hogwarts) (Slytherin x Hufflepuff)

In which a reality shifter and a boy who never had a choice save each other, in more ways than one. Phoenix Price has always been in love with the Harry Potter franchise. So much so, that she begins shifting realities to experience the magical world for herself to escape her own reality. Sounds like a dream come true right? Well... what happens when she finds a certain bleach blonde slytherin in her bed the next morning, but in her own reality? ★ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝟏/𝟏𝟔/𝟐𝟏 ★ 𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬: #𝟷- 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑 𝟷𝟽𝚝𝚑 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷 #𝟷- 𝚑𝚘𝚐𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟸𝟶𝚝𝚑 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷 #𝟷- 𝚙𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟸𝟶𝚝𝚑 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷 #𝟷- 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟸𝟶𝚝𝚑 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷 #𝟷- 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚏𝚘𝚢 𝚓𝚞𝚗𝚎 𝟸𝟶𝚝𝚑 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟷

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.

-Female OC X Draco Malfoy -Smut included - - "So you're telling me.." I said getting up and making my way over to him. "That if I told you right now." I sat on his lap and put my mouth to his ear. "That I wanted you to fuck me right now." I whispered into his ear. "You would wait till hogwarts?" I asked now looking him in the eye.

Arabella Roseberry was kicked out from Beauxbatons Wizarding school to Hogwarts in her 5th year. She has her whole future ahead of her and will let nothing stop her from achieving what she wants. Until she meets the Slytherin Prince, her world turns upside down and so does his. **All characters belong to JK Rowling, I own the character Arabella Roseberry** **Names, ages and storyline will not all be accurate, all characters are 17+. This story contains mature smut, please don't read if you are not of age, or if you are easily cringed** Highest rankings: #1 in Draco #2 in fanfiction #1 in maturelanguage #1 in Slytherin #1 in Dracomalfoy

Eighth year is supposed to heal her. That's what they tell her. She's not convinced. And then, a certain Gryffindor makes a bold move on her. It makes her feel conflicted. And horny. Awfully horny. +18 All characters except for Jade Gray belong to JKR. Harry Potter x OC (and sometimes x Draco Malfoy)

The Slytherin Clique's teens are just as ruthless. Just as close. Just as. But what happens when things soon start to unravel? [Post-War Children] + INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES + SPIN-OFF TO Filthy ; Draco Malfoy NOT a Draco Malfoy Fanfic

"I guess I was drawn to you." He smiled brightly before continuing. "Get it? Because you..." "Explaining the joke won't make it funny." She interrupted, trying to suppress the smile. It didn't take long before they both burst into laughter. Fred loved it when he could make her laugh. She looked up at him, her eyes radiating joy. "You really are something special, Fred Weasley." ⁃ ⁃ ⁃ 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗨𝗡𝗔𝗩𝗔𝗜𝗟𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗘

Our world was so full of stereotypes; judgement being passed without concrete evidence. I lived my life right smacked in the middle of stereotypes. Every day, every breath was judgement. When I was born, I was judged to be a handful. When I was six, I was judged to be an outcast. When I was eleven, I was judged for being sorted into Slytherin. I lived every day and every waking moment in the midst of judgement. You couldn't be too rude, or too nice. Not too doubtful, yet not too trusting. This story has been written the day I first entered this world. It is still being written. I am Aria Weasley, and this is my story.

When raindrops fell down from the sky. - DRACO MALFOY © 2020 loversblush