It's dark in the closet, I can just vaguely see his features and realise how close we're standing. Like, really close. My chest is toughing his and my hand is resting on his shoulder. As I realise that, I quickly remove it. "Cozy", he whispers in my ear, which make chills run down my spine. "Shut up", I whisper. "McGonagall's class starts in ten minutes, I guess you'll be stuck in here until then", he says smirking. "I can leave at any moment", I say, glaring at him. "And then I'd follow you, and what would people think when they see us leaving a tiny closet like this, together", he whispers and God his voice makes me shiver. "You're such an arrogant git". "And you're a sad nerd". "Stupid sod!" "Pathetic halfblood" "Useless, stuck-up brat!" And then his lips collide with mine, all of the sudden, filled with passion. And I kiss him back. - This was my first HP fanfiction EVER. It's not great, but it's a quick, fun read I guess. If you want something a little more in depth and less ... cringy, I recommend checking out my other works haha All characters are owned by JK Rowling. I do NOT support JKR at all, but I wrote this fan fiction years ago when I didn't know any better, and the Harry Potter universe was a big part of my teen life. #1 in malfoyxreader #1 in dracoxreader #1 in Malfoy #1 in Pureblood #1 in Potter

The first words I said to him was that he was an Idiot. Now I am the idiot. I told myself to be good this year, but as I was slammed against the wall with his big hands gripping my waist, that thought was right out of my head

"You want me don't you Grace" I did I wanted all of him but i could never admit that. Grace is Crabbes sister. She finally decided to join her brother at Hogwarts during sixth year. She was a straight A student who didn't like to do anything but study or curl up with a book. That all changed when she was introduced to her brothers friend Draco Malfoy. She hated him but didn't want anything more then him. Her world completely flipped upside down. Secrets had to be kept from her brother that she thought she would never have to keep. Grace is a new person now and it's all because of him.

"𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗲." Y/n Whitmoore, daughter of well known purebloods, is entering her sixth year at Hogwarts after just transferring from Beauxbatons Academy. There she meets the spoiled Slytherin prince who claims he wants nothing to do with her, but does everything he can to protect her. Little do they know of the dangers and betrayals that lie ahead of them... *contains mature content/language... ••••• based on the "𝗼𝗯𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗮𝘁𝗲" pov series on my tik tok @.𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼𝘀𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗼𝗲 !! ✨🖤 ••••• [𝗱𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗼 𝘅 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿] ••• 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘴: #1 - fanfiction #1 - romance #1 - diggory #1 - pov #1 - drama #2 - slytherin #6 - dracomalfoy #9 - hogwarts #12 - dracofanfic #5 - malfoy #1 - dare #1 - dracotok #2 - obliviate ••• 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍: october 24, 2020 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍: 𝖽𝖾𝖼𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 24, 2020

In this book i will share shifting advice on how to shift, how to script, how to create yourself, how to do things safely and properly, methods to shift, and many more shifting is something beautiful and i cant wait to share that with you all if you want to learn more i have a discord owned by my friend milky and we would love to see you join and help you out anyway we can many of us have shifted and we use our energy together to help us shift see you all soon. https://discord.gg/gKV4RZj

Hass und Abscheu, das ist alles, was Isabelle für ihren Mitschüler Draco Malfoy empfindet. Bei jeder Gelegenheit, die sich ihm bietet, schikaniert er sie und ihre besten Freunde. Er ist ein arroganter Mistkerl, der sich für etwas besseres als sie hält. Oder täuscht sie sich? Als Isabelles Welt um sie herum ins Wanken gerät, ist der Junge mit den blaugrauen Augen plötzlich derjenige, der ihre Tränen trocknet. Doch kann sich eine Person wirklich so plötzlich ändern? Kann aus jahrelangem Hass überhaupt so etwas wie Freundschaft werden? Und warum fällt es ihr auf einmal so leicht, dem Slytherin ihre tiefsten Gefühle zu offenbaren? Sehr bald muss Isabelle lernen, dass Vertrauen ein Geschenk ist, das, besonders in Zeiten des Krieges mit Vorsicht verschenkt werden sollte, denn eine falsche Entscheidung kann mehr als nur ein gebrochenes Herz bedeuten.