Harry Potter, all his life, believed he was alone. That was before he met his twin sister, of course. Giovanna Potter, all her life, believed nothing could distract her from school and family That was before she met Draco Malfoy, of course.

What happens when the sorting hat can't sort a student? What happens when that student is you? What happens when two guys that hate each other like you, and you like them back? Well idk read to find out!

"It's much harder to stay hidden from the Dark Lord when you're in love with a Death Eater." Evelyn Hawkings' parents were well-known Death Eaters, but they died when the Dark Lord fell and Eve was only an infant. Now fifteen years have passed and Voldemort is back, and Eve has changed her last name to stay hidden from him. She lives a quiet life, staying out of trouble and avoiding the life of a Death Eater...but everything changes when she meets Draco Malfoy. He's the bad boy, the guy everyone avoids if they know what's good for them. But what happens when the bad boy meets someone completely different? What happens when Draco Malfoy, against all odds, falls head over heels for one girl? Which will come first, the girl he loves...or his reputation as a Death Eater? What will he do when he finds the bird that can finally set him free? A Draco Malfoy love story.

'How can I believe you after everything you've said to me was a lie?' ~ You lived a quiet life at Hogwarts. Not really talking too much with anyone. You were friends with the golden trio and refused to interfere in their fights and business. But when you come across the enemy of your friends in your 6th year, you soon become enemies with him too. Yet you can't seem to help but feel interested in him. But when you realise that all he can say to you are lies? What if you're stuck between your feelings and the pain he gives you? Does he really love you? Or was it all just a lie?

"Y/N'' Draco's voice echoed bounced of the walls in the tower and hit you in the face, your pace instantly quickened. ''You better be good at hiding, because I am coming for you, and you're going to loose" "You see his bright white hair being swept away by the warm sunlight consuming all colours. The air from the vent is cold and sneaks up on you, sending goosbumps crawling across your skin" ''He gave you everything your soul hungered for, chaos, danger, violence and dominace." ''Tell me how good it feels. Tell me how it feels to loose'' ''Ask'' He said. His breath against your pulsating lips. His face was so close that if you puckered your lips you would touch his. ''I want to hear you say it'' He whispered and looked at your lips. ''I need to hear you beg for it''. ''Tell me what you want Y/N'' You stopped kissing him and opened your eyes to see him look at you with smug anticipation. You hated him trough your eyes but yearned for him in every single other way. You hated feeding in to his narcissisms and competetiveness. 'I want you to put a hand in my hair, and pull it every time you remember how much you hate me'' ''I want you to pleasure me in to submission''