Dracomalfoyenemiestolovers Stories

Draco Malfoy x gender neutral Reader ----- "Shove off Malfoy, you're in the way of the mirror!" I whipped around to see him out of my way, only to be met by empty space. "Y/n...I'm over here." ----- This writing includes: -slow burn -small angst -non canon elements -and some smut that may be too spicy for people under the age of 14 ----- !!SMUT INCLUDES SOME EDGIER TOPICS BUT DOES NOT INCLUDE ANYTHING NON-CONSENSUAL OR POTENTIALLY TRIGGERING!! ----- I do not own any of these characters Based off of the Harry Potter book series by J K Rowling

Hate is a soft word for their opinion about eachother. They're enemies. Enemies. Villains to eachother. Malfoy, the son of Lucius. Lucius Malfoy. Maelis, the daughter of Sarah. Sarah Everdeen. Enemies, in blood, and in their heart.

Isabella Geller has been attending Beauxbatons for as long as she can remember. Ballet has been Isabella's number one priority since she could remember herself. Now for the past year or two Isabella has been tired from all the exercise through ballet, she always wanted to attend Hogwarts but her parents encouraged her to stay in Beauxbatons because of her mothers long line of women attending that school. Finally Isabella was allowed to attend to Hogwarts, she packed her bags all excited and made her way to platform 9 and 3/4...... What happens when she meets a cold hearted boy who plays with everyone's feelings? You will have to read to find out.

Y/n is transferring to Hogwarts this year. She makes friends with the golden trio and loves her new life here at Hogwarts. However, there is only one thing that threatens to upturn her whole life here- Draco bloody Malfoy. Completely AU, none of the HP storyline. <3

Enemies first. Lovers... eventually. If the war doesn't kill them first. ⸻ Being the girl who can actually hold her own against Draco Malfoy? Exhausting. Being the girl he can't seem to stop provoking? Infuriating. It starts with sharp words between classes. Smirks across the Great Hall. Arguments neither of them quite win. But the more she pushes back, the more he seems to... enjoy it. And the more she tells herself she can't stand him, the harder it gets to ignore the way he's always watching her. Which would be bad enough - if Hogwarts wasn't changing. If war wasn't brewing beneath the surface. If ancient magic wasn't beginning to stir. Survival should come first. Falling for an arrogant, silver-eyed Slytherin? Was definitely never part of the plan. Unfortunately? He didn't ask. ⸻ "Careful," he murmured, voice far too close behind her. "That almost sounded like flirting." Y/N didn't turn. Her quill moved steadily across the parchment. "Careful," she returned. "That almost sounded like you think you'd stand a chance." A low laugh - maddeningly amused. "Confident, aren't we." "Busy." But her breath caught, just slightly - because now he was there, elbow braced against her chair, chin tipped into one palm, eyes half-lidded and smirking. Too close. Far too close. And Merlin help her - he knew it. ⸻ Enemies to lovers. Slowest of slow burns. Canon timeline. Dark secrets. Ancient magic. And one Slytherin she absolutely wasn't supposed to fall for.