She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)

Your years at Hogwarts were always simple, despite the chaos caused by Harry Potter and Voldemort. As a Hufflepuff, you found it easy to avoid that drama. Despite that, drama seems to find you, as Draco Malfoy and the Dark Lord both seem to take very different interests in you. ~~~ I felt something coarse and dry fall onto my arm and I looked over to see a withered leaf, its shade a dark grey-green. The bouquet of roses was completely wilted, practically falling apart in my hand. Had I done that? Just a minute ago they were bright and colourful. Now . . . they're just dead. ~~~ » completed september 28th 2019 » highest rank - #1 in fandoms as of april 2021, may 2021, august 2022 » lowercase intentional » check out my other draco x reader, fools !

Dylan isn't normal like her family. She's a witch, accepted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, like her Uncle Snape. But there's one issue. she can't be sorted into just one house. Oh, and her father is none other than Voldemort.