You were a Potter. You grew up with Harry, your twin brother, in the same dreadful situation. You had the same lightning bolt scar, but on your neck. And you had the same blood, or so you thought. When you entered Hogwarts and were sorted into Slytherin house, your world fell apart. You found out you weren't like your parents, and were a disgrace to your family name. Then a blonde haired boy, who had seemed to hate you for your half blood statues, helped you through the transition. "But you hate Half bloods." You sniffled. "Well apparently not all of them." You looked up at the warm smile he gave you and accepted his hand standing up. "Thank you Malfoy." "Anytime, Potter." WARNING! •if you skip sections you might get confused •this is just as much a Harry Potter fanfic as it is a Malfoy •you will see the Malfoy relations get more tense as the story goes, don't get anxious!

Fic awards 2017 winner: best fanfiction - You are a Slytherin girl who loves Hogwarts. You hate to spend your time at home because your parents are to busy to serve the Dark Lord to even care about you. You barley see them and when you do they ignore you. But suddenly they start to interfere in your life and start to make you something you don't want to become... A monster... A killer. But there is someone else struggling with the same faith as you are, a handsome boy called Draco Malfoy...

"She's like a snake charmer." "Maybe she is." _______________________________________________________________________ Y/n Cultven. Pureblooded Slytherin. Just like the many gerenrations of her family. But unlike her fellow Slytherins. She was raised to believe Voldemort was bad, and blood status didn't matter. Through twist, turns, and dark secrets. Who knows whats going to happen to her.

'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?