-Female OC X Draco Malfoy -Smut included - - "So you're telling me.." I said getting up and making my way over to him. "That if I told you right now." I sat on his lap and put my mouth to his ear. "That I wanted you to fuck me right now." I whispered into his ear. "You would wait till hogwarts?" I asked now looking him in the eye.

How did it feel? It felt like he was barely holding it together. She, of all people, should shun him. Or yell at him. Curse him. Spit at him. Take out her wand and blast him off the face of the earth. It was crushing guilt and relief and confusion all at once when he looked at Hermione Granger. The monotony of Draco's daily routine had become both a lifeline and a noose. But this new habit of grabbing morning coffee with Hermione Granger is quickly becoming a reason to get out of bed and is unfortunately forcing him to re-evaluate his inconsequential existence. Hermione is living her life in fragments, separate pieces scattered about, and she can't find a way to step back and let the full picture form. Why is morning coffee with Draco Malfoy the only thing that makes sense anymore? *cover art created by @eternallyreadinggoodthings

He crashes his lips onto mine, kissing me hungrily and grabbing my face as if he were starved. 'You want revenge?' He mutters into the kiss. I nod as I grip onto his face, pulling him into me roughly, still kissing him like he was the only thing to exist. 'We'll get you your fucking revenge...' Milan's finally living the life she's always dreamed of with a fiancé and a wedding just around the corner. Nothing could ruin this for her. That was until she starts suspecting her very own fiancé of having an affair right under her nose. But this combined with a mysterious man that she happens to run into one night by chance, maybe her life wasn't going in the direction she hoped for.

Six years after the war, Hermione has the picture perfect life. She's married to a loving husband, has the Ministry job she always wanted, and friends that are loyal to the end. So why does she have to glamour away the bruises on her face, as she reaches for her bottle of Muggle pills? No, her life is far from perfect. Draco has lived his life day-to-day for the last six years. After taking over the Malfoy estate from his estranged father and spending most of his time rebuilding the Malfoy name, he realizes he's missing something in his life. That's how he finds himself working alongside a certain Golden Girl, who seems to have lost her fire. Post war Dramione. *COMPLETE* Being translated into Brazilian Portuguese here: https://www.wattpad.com/story/300909032?utm_source=android&utm_medium=link&utm_content=share_writing&wp_page=create&wp_uname=Bru4150&wp_originator=pJ6rw8NWhqXQ9FYK0%2BtsX%2F1KOT%2FqZ2X4gfyaFpc%2FheFNSLaYK1Y4uREQIef2af8FGUQcl8D%2BrmVZbDMUGUvUZaBOo6RqwQL26RqkR34m%2BjK8cTBpKJz4zhVHg%2FjC5Dbr

my dearest darling love,

Violet's past holds dark secrets that she has managed to conceal but when a shocking event impacts her entire life she is forced to rethink her situation and all the people in it. A Draco Malfoy x OC enemies to lovers Set during HBP ~~~ All characters owned by JKR

there will be a lot of triggering things so read at your own risk🖤 Draco X reader 14+

"Just answer the damn question Malfoy!" Hermione yelled. "I said no. Deal with knowing you don't get everything you want in life, Granger!" "Just Answer!" She yelled. And then he was stepping forward and grabbing her upper arms his face inches from hers he could feel her breath against his skin. Eyes flying across her face stalling on her slightly ajar lips and then flicking back up to her golden eyes searching. "Why do you think I did it Granger?" He spat. Before turning on his heal and storming out of the classroom. Leaving Hermione alone to question what he meant. WARNING: violence, foul language, sexual content

𝙀𝙘𝙘𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙨𝙩 (.𝙣) 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙝𝙞𝙙𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙥𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙨𝙢𝙞𝙡𝙚 - Olivia Windfoward was a loud, outspoken girl never afraid to speak her mind. But only one person ever left her speechless and that was Draco Malfoy. They had an unofficial hatred between each other, as close family friends they had to put that aside at the dinner table for the sake of themselves. Even though the two were always at each others throats most of the time she would deny the flustered feeling when around the blonde. Made her wonder if he felt it too? She wondered if they would ever get there chance, if she even stood a chance at happiness. It was like a curse one with no cure, but what if he was her cure and he simply slipped right through her fingers. - "I'm done playing your games Draco, its exhausting " I looked up at him with pleading eyes, I didn't deserve all of this. I gave him everything but it still wasn't enough. "Choose- me or her" His face scrunched up in shock at my statement, I've never seen him look more conflicted in my life. "Liv this isn't fair-" I cut him off with a stern 'no' I held back the tears that were threatening to pour out. "What you're doing isn't fair, to anyone and especially me" - Important: Voldy never came back fourth year so he isn't alive in this story. -

The Slytherin Clique's teens are just as ruthless. Just as close. Just as. But what happens when things soon start to unravel? [Post-War Children] + INTENDED FOR MATURE AUDIENCES + SPIN-OFF TO Filthy ; Draco Malfoy NOT a Draco Malfoy Fanfic