Athena Jones has two secrets: first, her uncontrollable Chaos Magic, and second, that she might not hate Draco Malfoy as much as she pretends. For years, their petty pranks are a welcome distraction from the darkness gathering around Hogwarts. But when Draco is forced to become a Death Eater, he does the one thing he thinks will save her: he breaks her heart.
Injured and alone after Dumbledore's fall, Athena is hidden away at a remote cabin, protected by none other than Nicolas Malfoy-the highest-ranked Death Eater, a trained killer, and Draco's brother, who no one knew existed. As she heals, she discovers that the cold, distant man assigned to guard her has secrets of his own, and a heart that seems to understand her broken one. Torn between two brothers-one who left her to save her, and one who might destroy her to keep her-Athena must navigate a war where the lines between love, loyalty, and survival are blurred beyond recognition.
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A Draco Malfoy Fanfiction with a very messy and dark plot.
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This book may contain: Drug use, Alcohol, Addiction, Suicide, Sexual content, Trauma, Depression, Violent scenes, Self harm, Sexual assault, R@pe, coarse language and upsetting/triggering scenes.
I highly advice you all to read with caution.
I don't own any original Harry Potter character, however I do own Athena Jones, Nicolas Malfoy, Dahila Atonal, Hazel Brooks, William Brooks, and the plots created by me.
Started: 08/ 03/ 2022
Ended: 05/ 07/ 2024
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Draco raised an eyebrow, his lip curling into a smirk.
"Well, well. Look who decided to grace us with her presence. If it isn't little Miss Sinclair. Do you think your bangs will distract people from the rest of your unfortunate face?"
Aria's eyes narrowed, and she shot back without missing a beat. "Funny you mention faces, Malfoy. Yours hasn't improved over the summer. Still looks like a hippogriff sat on it."
They stared each other down, the tension palpable as the others exchanged amused glances.
There was a begrudging admiration buried beneath the insults, though neither of them would admit it.
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"You always know exactly how to get to me," she breathed, her voice shaky with desire.
Draco chuckled against her neck, his hands sliding up her back as he whispered,
"It's not exactly difficult, Aria. You're as stubborn as they come, but you melt the second I touch you."
She laughed breathlessly, pulling back slightly to look him in the eye, her own filled with challenge. "Melt? I'd say you're the one who can't resist."
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An Enemies to Lovers trope, in no Voldemort AU
* I do not own harry potter franchise
* It is owned by JK Rowling
*Smut included