"Why did you do that?" "Because I love you." she looked into his eyes as a large grin spread across his face. "I love you." In which Avery Johnson is the most important thing in JJ Maybank's life. She's his everything,

Whenever she got sad, there was 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲. And, on the other hand, whenever he got sad, there was 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. Until they discovered something that only required both of them in the same room -- nothing else. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐞. ࿐ ALL THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE 16+. PLEASE READ THE AUTHOR'S NOTE IN THE FIRST CHAPTER BEFORE PROCEEDING WITH THE BOOK.

❝ No one's ever made me out to be the hero. ❞ ❝ That's because you have to make a hero out of yourself. ❞ » In that moment, Draco Malfoy realized exactly three things that were completely out of character for him: One, being that Aurora Hampshire was, by far, the prettiest girl he had ever seen. Two, being that he had just made himself out to be an absolute git right in front of her, and if there was anything he hated, it was looking like a fool. And three, being that this girl would likely become his greatest weakness. And that was something he just might be okay with. [THE ORDER OF THE PHOENIX - THE DEATHLY HALLOWS]

e·the·re·al /əˈTHirēəl/ adjective 1. extremely delicate and light in a way that seems too perfect for this world synonyms: elegant, exquisite, perfect (Y/n) Avendale despised fate above all else. It controlled your life. From prophecies, to the red string itself, there was no escape from fate for (Y/n) Avendale. With Merlin's blood running through your veins, the Wizarding World thought there was no other with more potential, power. In their eyes, there was no one more Ethereal. With your power in mind, a choice will be presented to you. A choice between two sides of a chess board. Between what is right, and what is easy. And dear god not even fate could change your mind. Watch (Y/n) and her three best friends, Blaise Zabini, Theodore Nott, and Draco Malfoy, try to keep their walls up. Keep them safe. And watch how they fail. After all, you are the snake that's two sided. ~~~~~~~~~~ Draco X Reader! Will be told in second person will be a long story and follows the reader throughout all her years at Hogwarts! Will have details that are different than the movies and books Disclaimer - I do not own anything of the Harry Potter franchise, that all belongs to JKR. I only own the Avendales and other oc's added in CURRENTLY REWRITING, FIRST CHAPTER POSTED IF YOU GO PAST CHAPTER 10, YOU MAY BE CONFUSED READ AT YOUR OWN RISK

Hate. Love. Death. Mystery. Murder. After fourth year, everything changed. Everything had gone to shit. Everything. With the Dark Lord on the rise again, things were different now. With her parents, she was destined to be another one of Voldemort's followers. Stella needed the one thing to make her speak again. What will it be? Another death? An accident? The special blonde-haired boy? With the Horcrux Stella wore, and her prophecy - things can get complicated.

I try whipping out my wand but he knocks it out of my hand as he grabs my wrists and pins it up against the wall. "What are you doing!" I shout "You are mine!" he growls harshly, and then bends down and kisses me. *MATURE CONTENT WARNING*

MATURE CONTENT - slow burn 'I never knew you were an actual freak, Rosalie.' 'just in bed, I guess.' {Fifth year - sixth year} - very slow burn! like the mature shit won't start happing for AWHILE. 😛

He was more beautiful than ever now, I kept looking at him at the Hogwarts Express. He was sitting with Blaise and Carlin. Reading The Daily Prophet, I could see his fingers touching the pages with such ease, it was almost sexual. I kept staring, he turned the page and slowly slid his fingers over the next page, bloody hell. He's reading a newspaper, and I can't stop staring, I could feel a sexual tension building up inside of me. I looked at him, wearing his black suit. He was bloody handsome. "See something you like, Sullivan?" Carlin teased as he caught me staring at Draco. Draco looked up, his eyes were focused on mine, and he smiled as he slowly put The Daily Prophet down, "Well, do you like what you see?" he smirked and tied his hands together. Gulp. What is it about his bloody hands? I want them wrapped around me. I want to hear his voice say my name, over and over again. "Well, the view isn't that bad. I guess," I said with a shrug. "Agreed," he almost whispered as he leaned closer to me. Gulp. Again. This man is going to be the end of me. This book starts at year seven when they return to Hogwarts (intentionally starting at year seven, I want them to be as old as possible). Mature content. I don't own any of the original characters, some of them are made up by me, though.

Warning ~ Contains violence, alcohol, smut and other teenage stuff. During her sixth year, Lola can't help but notice Draco Malfoy acting strangely. Overtaken with curiosity, she tries everything to figure him out, despite her hating his fucking guts.