Being the only Slytherin in a household full of Gryffindors left Emilia Costello feeling an outcast even on her first day at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. So, odds only proved worse for her when she was forced to endure the endless torment of the Slytherin Prince himself, Draco Malfoy. But as 5th year runs its rocky course, and Draco mysteriously relents, even going as far as to force friendship, Emilia is left to wonder: Was Malfoy's torture based on hatred, or was it something else? And, is Emilia and Draco's bond strong enough to endure Draco's inevitably dark destiny? - years 5-7 (used to be called sink or swim)

Highest Rank: 7 in #dracomalfoy Previously called 'erised'. All credits go to jk Rowling, all of her original ideas and characters have been used in this book and I in no way own any of them. Please do not duplicate this book. Cover art credit goes to fv_2hz on Instagram, modified by me.

The feelings I felt towards him adhered to my bones, as if they were the tendons my soul needed. We withstood every wrongful twist and turn in this world. And after the storm of wrongfulness ended, we mended the mutilated boundaries and fulfilled ourselves with one another. It would be an easy choice. It would be him.

the stardust boy hits the ground, hard, and the girl on the moon watches from above. OOTP - DH © 2021 startreatment

In which the sun polar the moon and chaos parts in the midst of it. "Are you my sweet witch or Nott's pretty girl, Clarke?" Draco grinned as she bucked her hips, inching herself closer on his lap. Isla smiled, provokingly and she brushed her lips against his, holding her stare in Theodore's from across the room. Leaning in as she whispered, "Both." ____ A Theodore Nott & Draco Malfoy fanfiction with a bunch of messy plots. Trigger warnings. This book contains mature content such as sexual scenes, sometimes heavy and violent sexual scenes, violent actions, toxicity, alcohol, the use of nicotine, and foul language. All the characters in this book are over the age of 18. ____ I do own Isla Grace Clarke, Mila Walker, Leo, and Ava Green, along with the plots created by me, but other than that, I do not own any of the characters/events in this book. All credits go to J.K Rowling.

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.

❝Listening to you speak is absolute torture, Diggory.❞ ❝Oh really Malfoy? Just looking at your unfortunate dye job is torture!❞ Arden Diggory, best known for being the Triwizard Champion's younger, charming sister, is also known for her endless feud with Draco Malfoy. While struggling to perform magic with a wand, Arden's mortal enemy awakens a newfound ability within her, prompting an unlikely, secret, alliance between the two: Draco helps Arden control this new magic, and Arden uses her abilities to 'assist' Draco. Whether they uphold their side of the deal or not is yet to be known, but what is known, is the two have an inconveniencing attraction for each other OOTP - DH *Rewrite of a story on my page. This is still standalone and can be read without reading the original* 2020© ; pansyparks

❝ Your poor parents, if they'd seen how you turned out. I'll bet they're rolling over in their graves.❞ ❝ I'd watch my mouth if I were you 'cause if you don't shut it, Malfoy, you'll find yourself in one too. ❞ » In all of the mayhem, Adira would have much rather had all of her happiness sucked dry from her by a dementor than do so little as to breathe the same air as Draco Malfoy. She shortly found out afterward that these were basically the same thing. [PRISONER OF AZKABAN - ? ]

"Will you dance with me?" Juliette asked quietly, as if she was afraid of someone hearing them in their solitude. Her delicate fingers were gliding over the piano keys, collecting the dust. "There's a possibility of a war and you're asking me to dance with you?" Draco, sitting on an armchair by himself with his left hand thoughtfully resting under his chin, sent Juliette a disapproving glare. ''Seriously?'' "Yes. Will you?" She asked again, looking directly at him. Her tired gaze met his cold, distant blue eyes. He let out a defeated sigh and answered, "Yes." ⸻ ꧁•𝐒𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧 & 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐮𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 •꧂

my dearest darling love,