Darkmark Stories

*loosely based off of 'not a lot, just forever' by adrianne lenker* THEODORE NOTT LOVE STORY. This work contains language, death, mentions of abuse, poor mental health and light violence. Tragedy strikes Eileen Gaunt-a fourth year Slytherin at Hogwarts-and now her life is one sick joke, a never-ending one at that. Since losing all family to Lord Voldemort at birth, she's always been distant from reality. Depression washing over young mind far too early in life. There was only one thing in the world she yearned for. A connection. But at the return of Lord Voldemort, her life had only gotten darker. A perfect candidate she was, and she had never connected the true dots as to why. Upon meeting the Lord, she'd become a follower. One duel gone wrong. One spell reversing entirely. Eileen Grant became immortal, stuck at the age of 15 for eternity, right when she had finally met her match for a connection in the corridors. Years 4 - Early "Adult"hood. THIS WORK HAS JUST BEEN STARTED, 6/30/26. Come back later..? Recommended 14+ #1 IN darkmark, 7/6/26 Some characters and plot developments do belong to J.K. Rowling. Some plot developments might not occur in exact order to better go along with the story.

"You could soar the skies, yet you chose to be caught by the one who doesn't even possess limbs." -D.M The Slytherins never opened their doors for anyone...except Y/n Wang Cecil, who, in their opinions, should've been wearing emerald robes instead of sapphire. And one blonde Slytherin in particular has his eyes on her, for she is his escape, his ecstasy, his wings. ⁺‧₊˚꒰ა⋆♱⋆໒꒱ ˚₊‧⁺

There is a presence... lingering in your future. A force - no, a being - watching, waiting. Its intentions... obscured. Its purpose... unknown. __________________________________________ "Yes, but the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters," said Sirius with a wry smile. __________________________________________ MC: Y/N Rosier

"I wish to never be as shallow minded as you." Details: - 6th year - Pre-War - Slow burn - Plots x Twists - Reader has memory's of their childhood, when written in bold lettering, the reader is thinking or having flashbacks to those memories and trauma - Draco is currently going through process of being a death-eater, and having to adapt - Phones WILL be used in this story/normalized, a popular muggle device that practically most wizarding family's and students have adapted to Type of story: - Draco Malfoy x Reader - First person - Sunshine x Grumpy - Forbidden love P.S: I do not own any of the characters mentioned in this story

There is a presence... lingering in your future. A force - no, a being - watching, waiting. Its intentions... obscured. Its purpose... unknown. __________________________________________ "Yes, but the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters," said Sirius with a wry smile. __________________________________________ MC: Y/N Rosier

You and Enzo have been friends for as a long as you can remember everybody said yall like each other but yall never admit it until he gets into a relationship and you start realizing and a whole bunch of drama goes on and it all works itself out in the end

▬▬ 𝖎n which an arranged marriage between two purebloods is the catalyst to unrequited love, lies, anger and betrayal . . . ❝ such a terrible idea, worst one I've had all this year, but I can't ignore our obvious attraction i imagine how it ends up in flames, we'll go again, seeking chaos, can't help giving into passion but there's something so vexing 'bout you, it's like the gods above us don't approve, we've been through this before fell in and out, i said, "no more", but still, i want you like a mad, mad woman . . . ❞ ( extracted from madwoman ▬▬ laufey ) ©️coast_by_coast ( june 2026 )

Clara Willoughby was desperate to save the boy she loved. She was willing to do anything for him. She just didn't realize what "anything" would cost. Now a Death Eater, Clara is willing to sacrifice herself for Draco, for her friends, and for Hogwarts. But with every sacrifice, she risks losing far more than she ever imagined.

It's a girl named Dawn Malfoy her twin is Draco and this was the year that they were becoming their worst nightmare but at the same time one of Dawn dreams came true.

Muggle inventions, in the hands of skillful Dark Wizards can bring to genial intuitions or catastrophic disasters...or both! If you want to see a young proactive Barty, but with a voyeur attitude, a Bellatrix that maybe is even worse than him and a Voldemort enjoying the limelight, come here, I'll save a seat for you, not close to Nagini, I promise! From chapter I: * "Barty," Arthur stops him, before he goes out, putting a hand on his shoulder. "What?" young Crouch turns abruptly. "Your father has a hard shell but I am convinced that he cares about you.". Barty just looks at him with his most skeptical expression. "My father asked me for excellent grades in school and I obliged him." "I know, by the way, congratulations on the excellent way you graduated this year, boy!" congratulates Arthur. Barty shrugs. He knows very well that he has obtained brilliant grades. And his father didn't even let him have a party with his friends. But it doesn't matter, he has already given himself a gift. The most precious of all, which pulsates deliciously on the inside of his left arm, away from prying eyes. *

BOOK THREE: Pain. Torment. Darkness. All her nightmares have come to life. Alastriona sits in her cell, there is no hope, there is no escape, she has nothing. Nothing except the moon and her pocket watch... and what hope can a pocket watch grant her, what freedom can the moon give her?

He stepped back, eyes glued to my arm. "What a magnificent sight," he grabbed my jaw gently and moved my head back straight. His boney grey fingers whipped the tears trapped on my eyelashes. "Oh, don't be upset, my dear girl. You and your power will be of excellent use to us." Stepping back once more, he now turned to my father. I glanced down at my arm to see the dark skull and snake laid across my arm. It was official now. I was one of them. "Speaking of," I looked back up before anymore signs of weakness showed. "We need to mention the boy and her." My father stood up straight and glanced at me before falling back on the dark lord. "My lord, i feel as though we should wait. At least until she's enrolled and has her letter." Voldemort tapped his wand in his hand, pacing back and forth between my father and I. "mm. Well, I suppose. that way it will be fresh in our little Legies mind. Very well. However as soon as that letter comes, she must be told straight away." He stalked towards my father and raised his wand slightly, "Do not think I won't know if you fail to mention it, Severus. You know I see all."

time is running out. there is no time left for hesitation, only the constant reminder of how little time they have left. the battle has begun, dumbledore is dead. giovanna potter is faced with the constant urge of darkness that has never been stronger than it is now. people are forced to make sacrifices and choices; draco malfoy and giovanna potter worst of all.

The stupid and unconventional things that girls wished for and dreamed of. They dreamed of things so inconsequential. Things like Beauty, Love, and Fairy Tale Endings. Things that did not exist in our world. Wishing for just made you stupidly naive. I wished for things of a different varity. I wished and dreamed of Money, of Power, of Glory. I wanted to have the world bowing at my feet. I wanted to be feared. I wanted to be Respected. I wanted to be loved. I didn't want to be some pathetic mudblood loving Blood-Traitor that no-one would care if I lived or died, much less remember my name when i was dead and gone. I wanted to live forever. Wether it was littaril in the Annuals of the History books. I wanted to shape history. Fpr good or bad. Either in History or even Immortality. It made no difference to me as long as either of them happened. I would get my wish at any cost.

An orphan adopted by a rich English couple but after one and a half year strange things happens and always when the girl is around. They let her investigate in a hospital by doctors but they tell the parents she is healthy. The girl performs extraordinary magic for her age and she knows she is not a normal person but a special one. What is going to happen when she runs away and arrives in Diagon Alley?

I got tired of the same old darkiplier story, so I decided to write my own. There's no demons or monsters. Just little old mark, but he's a little bit mixed up inside..

Genevieve Malfoy has always lived a careful life inside of Malfoy Manor, able to try her best to fit the role that her parents are so desperate for her to be: perfect. But when Gen and her twin brother, Draco, go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the students and staff are able to see why her parents pushed her so hard. Genevieve is the complete opposite of perfect in her parents eyes. The witch is willing to turn her back on her heritage to stand up for those who get picked on, and she's willing to face the consequences. There's only one real question. Why is Genevieve Malfoy so determine to disobey her parents by standing up for muggleborns?

Y/n's parents are purebloods, you would think she would be in no harm, until something unexpected happens. Y/n, a hufflepuff, was forced to get a dark mark. Why would her parents allow this?