Dirty Green Apples
- MGA BUMASA 415
- Mga Boto 7
- Mga Parte 5
"Apparently he can't produce his own patronus yet, it's a bit of a joke really."
That one sentence had the ability to send a Gryffindor girl spiraling into something she thought she'd never feel in her lifetime at Hogwarts. Surely it couldn't be sympathy? Especially not towards someone like Malfoy. She looked over at him, across the long benches, low hanging candles and the blur of students in between.
She suddenly felt an unwanted longing for something, or rather someone, just merely two tables away, but with a terribly great distance between their values and morals.
All Rights Reserved
Sumali sa pinakamalaking komunidad ng pagkukuwentoMakakuha ng personalized na mga rekomendasyon ng kuwento, i-save ang iyong mga paborito sa iyong library, at magkomento at bumoto para lumago ang iyong komunidad.
Magugustuhan mo rin ang
One Time Thing | Draco Malfoy
The Malfoy name had always been synonymous with power, with wealth, with an unshakable sense of superiority. Love, romance-those were trivial distractions. Draco had been raised to believe that emotions were a weakness, that attachments were dangerous, that desire was meant to be controlled, not surrendered to. And yet, here he was. The air in the dimly lit room was thick with the scent of whiskey and something floral-her perfume, lingering on his skin like a ghost. The silk sheets beneath him were still warm from where she had laid, her absence now a space that made his chest tighten in a way he didn't want to name. His fingers curled into the fabric, a desperate attempt to anchor himself, to pretend like this was no different than the countless other nights, with countless other women. But it was. He had told himself that being with her-for one night and one night only-would be just like all the others. A brief way to silence the war inside his mind, to drown in something other than regret and expectation. An escape from the weight of his name, from the legacy that bound him in chains. But Ophelia Evans was not like the others. She was a poison, seeping into his veins with every breath, every whispered word, every touch that lingered too long. A drug, intoxicating and lethal, something he knew he should resist but couldn't bring himself to. He had told himself it was a game, that he was in control. That he could have her once and walk away unscathed. He had been wrong. Now, she was everywhere-burned into his skin, embedded in his thoughts, a quiet ache he could not rid himself of. And it was too late. His body tensed, his mind scrambling to suppress the unwelcome emotions clawing at his ribs. He was a Malfoy. He was supposed to be untouchable. But as he exhaled shakily, running a hand through his disheveled hair, he realized the truth. She had undone him. And he wasn't sure he wanted to be put back together.
His addiction
"Not one for emotion Evens...but I could give a good fuck" he whispered into my ear as my heart pounded Hope has always had a rough life but ever since she's heard of Hogwarts it's been her dream to attend. What happens when that dream finally comes true but she meets the Slytherin Prince himself? Draco Malfoy. He's known as a dark and empty person but will she be his light or will he lure her into the darkness with himself. Most of the characters are for Jk Rowling's Harry Potter books. These are NOT my characters! 18+ ‼️ Lots of spicy scenes Smut! Please give my story good reviews. I hope you enjoy this amazing heart felt story!Kumpleto
The Desires of Love
Ever since Aster was little, all everyone would talk about is Hogwarts. Her life is full of pain and humiliation and of course Draco Malfoy doesn't help. But she knows he loves her. She isn't sure if she truly loves him. He makes her life so much more difficult yet can't help but think how much she would enjoy to be in his arms after a long day. Being the heir of Slytherin puts a lot of pressure on you, especially when you escaped He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Name as a baby along side of the famous Harry Potter. After her parents died she moved in with the Malfoys who took her in as if she were their own. Which made her feelings towards Draco Malfoy even more confusing. She doesn't know what she should choose, and may never get the chance to tell him.Kumpleto
Malfoy - One Shots
Draco Malfoy X Reader 🪄 (heavy) $mut 🪄Each chapter is its own story 🪄 18+ 🪄Chapter Ratings: * = spicy romance & light/medium $mut ** = medium/ heavy $mut (dubcon possible) *** = extremely heavy $mut (noncon & other possible, will be mentioned) 🪄 Please be aware of the warnings before proceeding. If you are underage, sensitive to depictions of violence, or intense explicit content, do not to read further. This story is purely fictional and does not reflect or endorse such behavior in real life. --- I watched as he reached for his belt, sliding it free with a metallic jingle. The leather creaked as he wrapped it around my neck, pulling it tight with his left hand. My breath caught in my throat. "I am going to teach you your place." His gaze was burning, his eyes pinning me "You're a good little slut," he whispered, his voice making me shiver. "Aren't you? Tell me." --- Draco Malfoy & the Harry Potter Universe is a trademark of Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc.
The Girl Who Lived (Draco Malfoy x OC)
"Must be tough, everyone loves you, don't they? So goddamn perfect. They don't see it but I do, Potter. I can see straight through you." "And what do you see, Malfoy?" "That you're a mess, aren't you?" She stared at him, rivalling his own expressionless mask. "You're the first person to say that to me." "Well of course," he swung a leg, pacing around her lazily. "Everyone is too busy seeing the hero, but when you hate someone enough, you see their flaws, their weaknesses." Her mask fell and she smiled to herself. "So you hate me?" She said, playfully. "Of course, isn't that what we do, hate each other?" The smile grew enough for dimples to appear. "I guess so." "So yes, I hate you." "I hate you too," she smiled. Draco couldn't help it, his lips tugged slightly at the corners while laughter stayed restrained in his glimmering eyes. "Good, I'm glad that's established," Draco announced. "We hate each other." --------------------------- A miserable childhood of neglect, Harper Potter needed someone to teach her the ability to love in order to overcome the darkest wizard of all time. She just wasn't expecting that someone to be the guy who taunted her every quidditch match. Featuring. Female Harry x DracoKumpleto
Fuckboy {Draco Malfoy 18+}
"You want to know what I taste like?" I say, leaving my mouth slightly open. I can feel Malfoy's breath on my lips. He doesn't answer, but his breath hitches as he looks down. "You really want to know?" "Just do it," Malfoy barks. "So I can have some fucking peace." "I taste. . ." I start, leaning in. Malfoy closes his eyes, his brows furrowing, and I chuckle at the agony of it. ". . . Like dirt. Mud, even. And does the Slytherin Prince really want to get his lips dirty?" --- This fanfiction is cringey. *Draco MalfoyxOC* *Mature Content* *Messy Ass Plot* *Theodore Nott Supremacy*Kumpleto
Between Loyalty and Love | Draco Malfoy x reader
Draco Malfoy x Reader [fem] (Y/n) (L/n), sorted into Hufflepuff, find herself in a precarious position with the Slytherin prince Draco Malfoy. Will follow through from Year 0 before Hogwarts to Year 7/aftermath. Will have about 6-10 chapters per year depending on events. Slow burn, fluff, angst. Smut in future updates? mature content will be updated at appropriate time. Ongoing Cover by me
Muffliato (Draco Malfoy)
His hands gripped her waist, and his head fit perfectly in the crook of her neck. She leaned back into his chest, a small smile spreading across her face as she tilted her head to one side, allowing him to lean down and plant light kisses down her neck. Her hand reached up and curled around the back of his neck, gently pulling him down because she wanted him even closer. Her hips began swaying with the music. He tightened his grip on her waist before moving his hips as well, pressing them tight against hers. She moved her hips from side to side, the friction sending a new wave of heat through Draco. "Fuck, do that again," he muttered against her neck. │MATURE CONTENT WARNING; ALL CHARACTERS ARE 18+│ J.K. Rowling owns all of the characters except for Alora Lin. Highest Rankings: #1 in dm #1 in dracofanfic #1 in dracolovestory #1 in dracotok #1 in hermione #1 in ravenclaw #1 in ronweasley #1 in spice #2 in dracoluciusmalfoy #2 in dracomalfoy #2 in harrypotter #3 in fanfiction #3 in hufflepuff #7 in malfoy #8 in dracoKumpleto
An Unhealthy Addiction (Draco X Reader)
I had always been dating Harry. Or I had known I should be dating him, so that's what I did. I didn't ever feel any feeling towards anyone else other than him. And it was because they were forced. That was until Malfoy, Stupid Draco Malfoy. This fan fic does have language in it so If you are not comfortable in that please don't read. Also, I may get some things mixed up and they will not all be from the book. I will make some stuff up. I will do the best that I can but I am very sorry if I leave something out or if I get something wrong.Kumpleto
The Diary's of Him and I
A Draco Malfoy love story, smut included. The story where she gets completely and utterly consumed with him to the point she would do anything for the price of love even if it hurts her. ROLLER COASTER OF EMOTION **I own very few characters, all the rest are taken directly from Harry Potter Movies as well as some of the scenes** Cover drawing by (@bloody_.chicken_) on Instagram <3Kumpleto
The Malfoy name had always been synonymous with power, with wealth, with an unshakable sense of superiority. Love, romance-those were trivial distractions. Draco had been raised to believe that emotions were a weakness, that attachments were dangerous, that desire was meant to be controlled, not surrendered to. And yet, here he was. The air in the dimly lit room was thick with the scent of whiskey and something floral-her perfume, lingering on his skin like a ghost. The silk sheets beneath him were still warm from where she had laid, her absence now a space that made his chest tighten in a way he didn't want to name. His fingers curled into the fabric, a desperate attempt to anchor himself, to pretend like this was no different than the countless other nights, with countless other women. But it was. He had told himself that being with her-for one night and one night only-would be just like all the others. A brief way to silence the war inside his mind, to drown in something other than regret and expectation. An escape from the weight of his name, from the legacy that bound him in chains. But Ophelia Evans was not like the others. She was a poison, seeping into his veins with every breath, every whispered word, every touch that lingered too long. A drug, intoxicating and lethal, something he knew he should resist but couldn't bring himself to. He had told himself it was a game, that he was in control. That he could have her once and walk away unscathed. He had been wrong. Now, she was everywhere-burned into his skin, embedded in his thoughts, a quiet ache he could not rid himself of. And it was too late. His body tensed, his mind scrambling to suppress the unwelcome emotions clawing at his ribs. He was a Malfoy. He was supposed to be untouchable. But as he exhaled shakily, running a hand through his disheveled hair, he realized the truth. She had undone him. And he wasn't sure he wanted to be put back together.
Karagdagang detalyeMga Alituntunin ng Nilalaman