With the recent escape of someone's father, things start to change. Dark times approach and people are bound to take action. There are expectations to fill and last names to uphold, there are also teenagers who are forced to grow, face their terrors and find themselves. Funny how all of a sudden things turn around. Would you miss how simple your life was? Or prefer keeping what you have, no matter how complicated, hoping, just hoping for what you feel to be enough for there to be happiness in the end. Things are bound to get complicated... Harry Potter fanfiction. Draco Malfoy x OC Yes, she is a Lestrange, but they are not related. I repeat, they are NOT related.

Faye Scamander was never dangerous. She was the girl who handed out biscuits like blessings, chatted with portraits, rescued injured creatures, and left wildflowers on desks simply because it felt kind. And somehow, Draco Malfoy noticed her anyway. Draco had been raised in a castle of cold rules and colder expectations. Faye had grown up in a cottage overflowing with warmth and wonder. He had been taught that softness was weakness. She had been raised to believe that softness saved people. They should have stayed worlds apart. Instead, they kept colliding-his armour against her gentleness, his silence against her small-magic courage. And somewhere between a flower she gave him, a biscuit he pretended not to want, and the moments they lingered without meaning to- everything shifted. Because some spells were loud and destructive. But the ones that changed a life? They were always the small things no one saw coming

- ᴀ ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟғᴏʏ ғᴀɴғɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ Draco lifts his head up, shooting a glance towards his left to the witch staring shamelessly at him, his pale eyes settling on her, grunting irritably, "Do you ever mind your own business?" Oonagh pondered silently, tucking loose strands of her chocolatey waves behind her ear, surprising the Slytherin when she answers honestly, "Not often, no. Would you like me to?" 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 ᴅʀᴀᴄᴏ ᴍᴀʟғᴏʏ ʀᴇғᴜsᴇs ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʜɪs ʀᴇᴄᴇɴᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴏғ ʟɪғᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ʟᴏᴜᴅ, ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ʜᴇ ᴄʀᴏssᴇs ᴘᴀᴛʜ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏᴏɴᴀɢʜ ᴏ'ᴄᴏɴɴᴏʀ. ✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧✧ (This story may include mature content and emotional triggers that could cause distress towards the reader)

― "You'd look exquisite in my undoing." ― Flora Moreau spoke in soft syllables and sharp truths. A Ravenclaw with ink-stained hands, she sketched the world as she saw it - not as it wished to be seen. Daughter of an ancient French bloodline, she had walked Hogwarts' halls for years, quiet as moonlight, untouchable as frost. Draco Malfoy loathed her. Her composure, her defiance, her refusal to give him the satisfaction of a single flinch. He provoked; she dismissed. He sneered; she smiled. And yet, she was in his mind - carved there like an etching he could not erase. She was everything he had been raised to hate, and everything he did not understand about himself. Their battles were fought in glances and words, in wit that cut deeper than curses, in the space between cruelty and longing - where the line between wanting her and destroying her blurred into damnation. ☽｡⋆

[ completed and also on ao3 ] In their four years of knowing each other, Draco Malfoy and Amora Buckley have never managed to see eye to eye. However, when the pair are locked in the library overnight together, things start to change between them- and neither of them like it. Throw in Harry Potter's not-so-subtle crush on Amora, the fact that her cousin is Hogwarts' golden boy Cedric Diggory, and that her mother is the Muggle Studies professor, and things are bound to get even more complicated... TROPES/EXTRA TAGS: enemies to lovers, secret relationship, forced proximity, forbidden love, opposites attract, slowburn. TRAINING WHEELS draco malfoy x oc goblet of fire - deathly hallows harry potter series.

David, brought into the world by Peter Weyland with the simple directive to serve. Created to serve, it instantly seems to be a hardship, a life which will be dictated by another, without a free will of his own, because free will is simply an illusion. But, there is another who is unlucky enough to be trapped under the same roof as Weyland, and it isn't his eldest daughter Meredith; Minerva, the girl in the cluttered room who is not all that she seems to be. Relatively the same, yet also different, both David and Minerva end up finding themselves more alike than they thought as life decides to twist and turn before them.

(Sequel to Human After All.) With the crash landing of the Juggernaut and the destruction of the Prometheus, and with the promise of leaving; Elizabeth Shaw, Alma Meadows and David find themselves in a trying predicament. Returning home does not seem to be an option, finding the Engineer's home world, however, is. By his own admission, David states he could get them there, but he'd rather they fixed him along the way, being a decapitated head isn't the lifestyle for him. With LV-223 far behind, things if anything get more strained as both humans slowly run out of supplies, having been reduced to succumbing to hypersleep, both expect to be woken when they arrive on the Engineer's planet, thus leaving David alone on the commandeered Juggernaut. Only, being left alone doesn't mean he will just spend his time minding his business like he did when on the Prometheus, no, David has ideals, has plans, and getting rid of the Engineers is just step one. After many, many years, when a crew appear suddenly, he cannot help but find curiosity in them, even more so when an android, a brother in arms, is with them. Who and why are the crew of the Covenant here? And who are the other mysterious colonists which keep getting mentioned? Not all is what it appears to be within Paradise, and honestly, David doesn't find himself caring all that much.

Alma Meadows, loyal Weyland Corp employee is one of many who work on creating the new, better androids to beat the rest which come from the company; or even the competition. An android with emotions seems like an oddly acceptable idea, but she has some reservations, even more so when the first David 8 wakes up and she has the pleasure to try and help him make sense of the world around him; to make sure that an android which can understand and show emotions is safe for the general populace. This all seems too simple, and life is good until talk of funding the Prometheus project crosses her path, and then things go from bad to worse, along with the rest of the crew as the search for their own creators comes into consideration with dire consequences.

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"She was the only exception among the humans he loathe so much." Warning: Mature themes, health problems, toxic relationship, slight yandere tendencies, angst, violence and gore. Naomi Ubuyashiki is Kagaya's younger sister who has the unique ability to tell whether someone is a demon by looking at their eyes. Coincidentally, she can also tell whether they are lying or not. Born in a cursed family and with a short lifespan due to her sickness, Naomi grew up to be adventurous and rebellious. Sneaking out at night was a habit she always does but a fateful encounter with a demon changes everything.