Dracospov Stories

I'm re writing each story from dracos POV. I hope you enjoy <3

❝𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 | 𝐒𝐇𝐄/𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐒❞ ••• Draco Malfoy thinks he has bigger problems than Harry Potter when he encounters a certain Hufflepuff and develops a crush on her. ••• 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 his friends help him get the girl of his dreams with the help of..the internet?? ••• [ draco x f!reader ] ••• 𝗦𝗧𝗢𝗥𝗬 𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗗𝗦 𝗚𝗢 𝗧𝗢: @Dk_297 on wattpad!!

a diary on the process of falling in love with Harry Potter by Draco Malfoy feat! unrequited love, pathetic pining, sad ending

This is draco malfoy's POV in the Harry Potter story's

Sixth year was supposed to prove Draco Malfoy worthy of the Mark on his arm and the name he carries. Instead, it proves something far more dangerous: that there are some battles he can't win, and one Gryffindor girl he doesn't actually want to. Stéphanie Marie d'Auclair is everything Draco should despise on principle: a Gryffindor, a blood traitor, a disappointment to a Sacred Twenty-Eight father desperate to impress the Dark Lord. She's also someone he's known since childhood, all flushed cheeks and soft French vowels, and the only person who looks at him and sees anything other than a future Death Eater or a lost cause.

There is always more than one side to a story, and in Draco Malfoy's case, one side changes everything. Draco and Hermione form a bond before their first year at Hogwarts that carries on through their passing years. There are two things it has always been: love and secret. While everyone believes these two are opposites in every way - blood, houses, side of the war - they share so much in common. They both know the other. They are intelligent, stubborn, thoughtful, feisty, lonely, and they both depend on each other in a way that goes deeper than explanation. *** Hermione was lounging in an armchair in the back of the library, while Draco sat on the floor against it. Tucked away from the world - that was their favourite spot. Through the corner of his eyes he could see a sliver of her skin where her shirt had ridden up as she stretched. Her hair covered her face when she reached down to grab a textbook from her bag on the floor. Draco didn't feel like doing much anything, so he just stayed still, a finger holding his place in the closed book on his lap and legs stretched out before him. "Hermione?" It was her turn to hum. He didn't have anything to say so he didn't. Just listened to her breathing. After she had completed the first section she looked up, asking him what he said. "Oh, nothing. Just wanted to hear you, or say your name or something." His body shifted to lean sideways against the chair, facing her as she failed to hide her smile and went back to revising. He would never get tired of looking at her.