'𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚 𝙨𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩. 𝙝𝙤𝙬 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙛𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚𝙨 𝙙𝙤 𝙄 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪?' 𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙜𝙜𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙚𝙙 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧 𝙖𝙨 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙥𝙪𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙙. '𝙢𝙖𝙮𝙗𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙨 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚. 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙝𝙞𝙨, 𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙖𝙣𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚𝙨.. 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚' - language, sexual scenes, underage drinking/drug use, ect. if these thing bother you, please do not read this story. highest ranks: #1 in pansy parkinson #4 in dm

The story is describing the erotic love life of a French pure Blood Emanuelle Daaé, who falls in love with Draco Malfoy after their many night hook-ups. Some of Elle's body features, thinking, pursuits, etc. are my own. There is some true data about my life. :) There will be a lot of smut but also a lot of romance, some other characters will join during the story. There won't be any warnings at the start of the chapters cause I already said that there will be smut (in all the chapters, at least two times in one) The pills she's taking are magical and are for after sex, so she just takes the pill after sex and she won't get pregnant. They get together pretty fast and I fucked the story uppp! But pls consider it as love on the first sigh... yk... Anything can happen in books. Forget the fact that they're 15 because the way they act is way too mature for that age and what they do is really not appropriate but since I've already written the whole book and can't change it so deal with it. I do not support having that kind of sex at 15 just so you know :) Time: 1994-post the second wizarding war (i can assure you that there will be a lot of mature content and language, so be prepared😼) Love, Em❤️

He was more beautiful than ever now, I kept looking at him at the Hogwarts Express. He was sitting with Blaise and Carlin. Reading The Daily Prophet, I could see his fingers touching the pages with such ease, it was almost sexual. I kept staring, he turned the page and slowly slid his fingers over the next page, bloody hell. He's reading a newspaper, and I can't stop staring, I could feel a sexual tension building up inside of me. I looked at him, wearing his black suit. He was bloody handsome. "See something you like, Sullivan?" Carlin teased as he caught me staring at Draco. Draco looked up, his eyes were focused on mine, and he smiled as he slowly put The Daily Prophet down, "Well, do you like what you see?" he smirked and tied his hands together. Gulp. What is it about his bloody hands? I want them wrapped around me. I want to hear his voice say my name, over and over again. "Well, the view isn't that bad. I guess," I said with a shrug. "Agreed," he almost whispered as he leaned closer to me. Gulp. Again. This man is going to be the end of me. This book starts at year seven when they return to Hogwarts (intentionally starting at year seven, I want them to be as old as possible). Mature content. I don't own any of the original characters, some of them are made up by me, though.

"Get on your fucking knees and suck me off like a good little slut." [VERY INTENSE SMUT] All warnings in the disclaimer. Cover made by @/wwmalfoy 9.18.20 - now

"Get on your fucking knees Iris." ---------- "You... don't ... know ... what ... it's ... like." He breathed between each stroke, "being ... inside you... I'd rather die... than never... feel this again." ---------- "Well how do I look?" Iris teased as she span around in front of him. He took her hand with a smirk, "Like you belong to me." ---------- ~ draco malfoy x OC ~ filthy love story of two seven year slytherins ~ ~ mature readers only, contains lots of spice and dark themes~ ~ contains toxic possessive behaviours which may be triggering ~ credit for characters and universe to JK Rowling

"Come on Rose!" her friends called her back. Rose took one last look at her headmaster, but to her surprise he was already looking at her. "Don't be out past the prefect curfew," her headmaster scolded her, before turning on his heel to walk away. "No promises." she mumbled just in time for him to hear her. Draco Malfoy was indeed a very handsome man to stare at, but he made it nearly impossible to stay away from him despite being the schools headmaster.

'..."I want to hear you beg my name". "Draco" She breathes in complete ecstasy. "Good girl" I murmur bending her over.' Two purebloods, two Slytherins, no more than acquaintances. A game of dares, of risks and nightmares. -Dare *Disclaimers:* - Draco and Maeve are in their 7th year. This is due to the maturity of the content. - I had to adjust some events in the original timeline, but always followed precise dates from 1996/7. - Almost all the places mentioned in this story actually exists. While writing Chapter 29, I have spent an entire weekend walking in Holland Park, trying to find the perfect home for Maeve. I wanted everything to feel as real as possible. - The characters mentioned in this story belong to J.K. Rowling and I take no credit or acknowledgement for the ones whom are constructed by J.K. Rowling. No copyright infringement is intended.

"Knees now". He spat. "Look Malfoy I'm sorry but I'm not fucking blowing you!" You spat back. "Oh darling I don't want your filthy little mouth on my dick. I want you to beg. I want you to beg for my forgiveness". Your mouth dropped open. I'm not fu-". He grabbed your neck and pushed you into the wall. You could feel his rings burn into your skin. "I'm not asking you twice Moonstone". He said thru gritted teeth. TW: This story will include actions and topics that may be triggering and uncomfortable for young readers or readers who have experienced these topics. TW: Sexual acts Drinking and drugs Panic and anxiety ABUSE YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED SO PLEASE DO NOT REPORT THIS STORY. Rankings: #134 in dracoxreader #430 in Draco #95 in Pureblood

''Can I stay a bit longer?'' ''Stay forever,'' -Modern hogwarts| NO GEN-Z HUMOR -Super smutty fanfic -Explicit -Friends to lover -Happy ending? -MATURE THEMES/ABUSE AND SLIGHT MENTION OF ED