Draco Malfoy was arrogant and egotistical. Forever known as Harry Potter's enemy, he prided himself on being a pompous jerk. He was content being that way. However, from the moment he saw Dove Taylor, he changed, but only for her. Only she saw the side of him that no one else knew existed. To him, that was enough. To her, it was everything. It all began with Dove being entranced by reading, and Draco Malfoy having a library at his own home from which no one read. - This story takes place in Draco's fifth year and follows minimal story-line from the books. Draco follows a completely different path from what he's portrayed as in the books... ;)

~ "I don't talk to sl*ts." Draco said coldly. "Now Malfoy, don't be butthurt because I'm not your little sl*t, you can dream though." ~ "Look at me while I f*cking destroy you." - Draco X OC (Stella Primrose) - Contains Smut (With warnings) I promise the writing gets better after a few chapters, just trust me. CONTAINS LOTS OF PLOT TWISTS! It's my thing and you have been warned. !!All credits go to JK ROWLING!! But I own the characters; Stella Primrose, Leon Primrose, Elias Henderson, Violet Nott. Slow burn? Don't know her.

"... chasing your dreams to no end." A mature fanfiction, made for those that need a love triangle for the ages and those that always wish Hogwarts was a university too. Post-Second Wizarding War story and filled with lust, love, friendship, and everything in between. (Viewer Discretion Advised. TW: mature content, sex, BDSM, drugs)

Raised by ex-Death Eater parents and godparents, she was expected to one day serve the Dark Lord. But after discovering why her sister had really disappeared, she broke off onto her own path, unaware of what she would lose in the process. . with Milena Milachich as Katherine Thompson . All credit for original characters and original plot goes to J.K. Rowling. I own only my OCs and select scenes not from the original series. Thank you Joanne, for writing the series. Thank you all, for reading. Highest Ratings: #1 draco #1 ravenclaw #1 sprintingfox #5 dracofanfic #5 dracomalfoyxoc

for what should I do here, Like a decaying flower, still withering Under his bitter words, whose kindly heat Should give my poor heart life? - Mary Shelley warning: contains smut [ongoing] highest ranking: #1 in dracomalfoy #1 in malfoy #1 in slytherin

READ DESCRIPTION FIRST TO AVOID CONFUSION. -currently under revision, my grammar sucks- Joy Deveroux, the last descendant of the wealthy, pure-blooded Deveroux's, transfers to Hogwarts. What happens when she realizes she has a more twisted fate than the Slytherin Prince, Draco Malfoy? Will she be the light in the sea of darkness? (Starts in Year 3: PoA. They are 15, instead of 13.) - Contains: Mature language, Smut/Lemon, and violence. Toxic/Asshole Draco. Not possessive, not abusive. Emotional trauma is involved. Just an overall asshole, who still makes the wrong choices. - I have a few OC in this story, but I do not own any of the Harry Potter characters, storylines, references, or language. All rights go to JK Rowling. Sept 27, 2020-Nov 23, 2020

"You don't have to do this." "You don't know what it's like. I have no choice." "Yes you do."

*Sequel to "What He Knew"* After Fiadh's first tumultuous year at Hogwarts, she is finally back and safe. She's fixed things with her best friend and saved the troubled boy from making another wrong choice. But Hogwarts isn't what it used to be, it's dangerous now and with a price on both Fiadh and Draco's heads the professors must work twice as hard to keep them safe. Draco is having nightmares, Ryan is wondering what she did wrong and Fiadh is trying to keep everyone together.

When Fiadh's estranged mother is murdered by Death Eaters leaving her an orphan she is forced to move to England and attend Hogwarts. Fiadh thought that by moving to Hogwarts maybe she could escape her mother's memory but instead she only finds more about her mother than she ever wanted to know. Now Fiadh is determined to find who killed her mother and why and Draco Malfoy knows more than he's letting on. (half-blood prince)