"I'm going to fucking ruin you." - The Dark Lord conquers the wizarding world, Harry Potter is dead. Muggleborns are slaughtered. Halfblood's are shoved into imprisonment, conditioned to alter their beliefs and dictated to worship Purebloods. Y/N Y/L/N, a courageous half-blood, is bartered to Vance Thronden, a 22 year old billionaire. He constructs an obsession over her, an obsession great enough to persuade Y/N's detainer to release her to his custody. Thronden yields her everywhere he goes, including the Malfoy Manor. - 𝘀𝗲𝗺𝗶-𝘀𝗹𝗼𝘄 𝗯𝘂𝗿𝗻, 𝗺𝘂𝗹𝘁𝗶𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝘀, 𝗵𝗶𝗴𝗵𝗹𝘆 𝗱𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗶𝗽𝘁𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝘀𝗰𝗲𝗻𝗲𝘀. [𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 + 𝙢𝙖𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙨]

Shy, innocent Eliza Rosier accidentally walks into rude and ignorant Draco Malfoy. Draco begins to question why he has never seen her before. He becomes almost obsessed with her. He becomes possessive and protective over her. Their relationship is filled with Drama and they will have many bumps in their relationship. Maybe even life-threatening, once Eliza learns about her dark past and meets an evil stranger. ______ the rewrite has begun! 50/76 have been edited.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆: 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒. 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐊. ❝𝙒𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙄 𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪?❞ A war between the souls. For each soul holds another story. And each story holds another love. But not all souls love in the same realm. Not all souls love. ❝𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙖𝙡𝙬𝙖𝙮𝙨 𝙙𝙞𝙙 𝙨𝙖𝙮 𝙧𝙚𝙙 𝙬𝙖𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙧.❞

This particular story, with chapters, that follows the timeline of the original books, but centers around Harry Potter's sister born 8 months apart. Draco Malfoy serves as her love interest. I've done my best to stay true to the canon events and overall tone of the series. I hope you enjoy reading it! Extract: Harry sat up slowly, nose dripping red, eyes furious and wounded. "You think I've changed?" Ivory's voice dropped, calm as a blade. "I didn't change, Harry. I just stopped being nice while you disrespected me and ignored everything I did." She stepped closer, wand still steady, but her voice trembled with something raw. "You want to know the real difference between us? You Gryffindors chase glory like it's your birthright. But Slytherins-we protect what's ours. Even if we have to do it from the shadows. Even if it means we're seen as the villain."

― "You'd look exquisite in my undoing." ― Flora Moreau spoke in soft syllables and sharp truths. A Ravenclaw with ink-stained hands, she sketched the world as she saw it - not as it wished to be seen. Daughter of an ancient French bloodline, she had walked Hogwarts' halls for years, quiet as moonlight, untouchable as frost. Draco Malfoy loathed her. Her composure, her defiance, her refusal to give him the satisfaction of a single flinch. He provoked; she dismissed. He sneered; she smiled. And yet, she was in his mind - carved there like an etching he could not erase. She was everything he had been raised to hate, and everything he did not understand about himself. Their battles were fought in glances and words, in wit that cut deeper than curses, in the space between cruelty and longing - where the line between wanting her and destroying her blurred into damnation. ☽｡⋆

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"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.

Seven years post-war, Iris Knightley is transferred from MACUSA to the British Ministry of Magic to work as an Unspeakable in the Love Chamber. Everyone she meets seems to have some sort of warning for her against her new partner, Draco Malfoy. A former Death Eater and current alchemist, he's the most arrogant man she's ever met. Unfortunately, he also happens to be incredibly attractive. But that's just the Amortentia talking. Right? Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson have been together longer than he can remember. No matter how many engagements she goes through or how many random girls he tosses aside, they both know that they're meant for each other. Iris is just a distraction, a plaything. So why do her eyes keep catching him off guard? (updates mon.)

Draco Malfoy was a rude selfcentered neckgrabbing heartbreaker, raised upon wealth and reputation. Alice Thornheart was a strongminded mischievous stubborn young lady, raised upon the same wealth and reputation. Children of the masked men, heirs of the dark kingdom. "Oh my sweet Alice, our world is an empire built upon darkness" "Then let me rebuild it with our love" .... This story is based upon the work of JK Rowling! *Triggerwarning; this story contains alcohol, smut, cursing, violence and other sensitive topics*

From the moment Lady Prideful encounters Mr Arrogant, all hell breaks loose. Their mutual intolerance renders them the bane of each other's existence. But, what happens when they become increasingly fixated on one another amidst escalating tensions and rising temperatures? Will their shared disdain unravel into something more dangerous? Well, Adria Harlow has always liked to play with fire. And let's just say, she knows exactly how to provoke each and every one of Draco Malfoy's buttons, stoking the flames and igniting the Inferno. (This is a story that is characterised by an excruciatingly PAINFUL slow-burn romance between two enemies, featuring lots of irresistible temptation...) Word Count: 455k