dear draco,
❛stay a little longer❜ there is a list on my profile of the available translations of this story.
❛stay a little longer❜ there is a list on my profile of the available translations of this story.
[SEQUEL TO 'THE GOLDEN GIRL'] • • • "𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥." • • • Draco Malfoy fanfiction |ORDER OF THE...
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...
Sixth year is over, The Battle of the Astronomy Tower has been lost and won, Dumbledore is dead. Everything in Olivia's twisted world is going to shit, the Wizarding World is falling at its feet all at the hands of Lord Voldemort. She and Harry, the two most wanted teenagers in the Wizarding World leave with Ron and...
There was a prophecy that the unborn daughter to Arcturus and Lyra was to be born with extra ordinary abilities and when the time came she would be the one to fight the evil facing the wizarding world. The prophecy was much true, the young girl was born untraditionally. The rise of a dark wizard, seemingly plotting...
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
"Summer Winters I despite you" "Five Hargreeves, I hate you more than unfinished equations"
Fem-Blaise They call us the Slytherin Prince and Princess. We are the silver duo; the darkness of the school. I'd never have survived Hogwarts without my best friend, and he'd never have survived without me. ---- From friends to lovers. ***** First part of the Blaire Zabini series - a fem Blaise x Draco fanfiction. ...
"You're stressed," he whispered, "I am too," his tongue shot out, "why not help each other out?" I groaned lowly, as he kissed just under my ear, "Because," I said, and I cursed myself for my husky voice, "we hate each other." He bit me, "That's what makes this fun." My fingers curled around his hair, as his head stay...