"I'm me, I've finally found my calling, my true desires. I belong with them, Draco. I'm theirs and they're mine." The beautiful emerald green I had seen once in her eyes had deformed into fiery, stormy mix of green and black, as if her pupil was an egg yolk mixing into the white. I knew it was a product of the dark magic she had tried to use, but obviously backfired on her.
(13+) Clarissa Fleur Cardaillet, a French Pureblood Slytherin, is entering her fifth year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Despite her name, nobody knew who she was. Quiet, introverted, and hated by Draco Lucius Malfoy, can Clarissa change that?
Nancy Barlow is a halfblood, in her fifth year of Hogwarts. Draco Malfoy is a pure blood, also in his fifth year. The two both completely different to one another. Malfoy is stubborn and mean whereas Barlow is accepting and kind-hearted. An argument between the two spark hard feelings towards one another.
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A Draco Malfoy fanfiction.
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"Draco..." I whisper, my breath stuck in my throat. "Don't do this."
He looks at me with tears in his eyes. "I have to, angel."
A tear rolls down my cheek, and his thumb is soon to remove it. "Don't touch me," I say, my voice breaking. It is heart breaking. I am heart broken. In the dark room, I can't see nothing but the highlights of his pale skin, and, oh, his eyes. His gorgeous, beautiful eyes. "Don't do this."