― "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

Two kids. One from a family of blood traitors, the other from a family of blood supremacist. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Vinnie Weasley had lived her life not knowing who her real parents is. Not knowing who she truly belong to, Whom she's got her traits and features from. But one this was certain for her. She belong to him. Him - Draco Malfoy

Now that the war is over, Katherine Bright goes back to Hogwarts to finish her studies, but she's not the only one returning. She was hoping for a peaceful and normal last year, but with a new law in the way, things don't go as planned. "Her eyes wandered towards the Slytherin table, where she accidentally locked eyes with someone. She recognized him in a heartbeat, one just couldn't not know those grey eyes and platinum blonde hair." COMPLETED SPIN-OFF // In Your Shadow [COMPLETED]

» I didn't know you had a sister, Potter. «

Eleanor Selwyn and Draco Malfoy had three things in common: a high, pure-blood status, academic talents and Slytherin house. Other than that, they were complete opposites and hated each other. That was rather unfortunate, as the Selwyns and the Malfoys had been part of the same social circle for decades. They went to the same parties, visited the same shops and restaurants and visited each other far more than Eleanor would have liked. If it were up to their mothers, they'd already have been betrothed, but ever since birth, the two were like fire and ice. But what happens when ice gets too close to fire?