villain. dm

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Reads 131
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Parts 12
Time 46m

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"Maybe we're all the villian,it just depends on whos telling the story" he said to me as he caressed my cheek with his blood stained hand.All Rights Reserved

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18+ READERS ONLY! Virulence contains sexual, graphic, and gruesome scenes! I will try to put warnings before chapters I feel may be triggering for some, but this is your blanket warning! Please read at your own discretion. This combines the HP magical world with my own imagination. It doesn't follow the books or movies and my depiction of the characters may slightly differ from their original portrayal. The story is currently still in progress, so no blurb - I'm more of a pantster - meaning I do not outline and tend to write on the fly which makes writing a blurb prior to publishing everything a bit difficult. But with that being said, here's a little preview: "D, no." I protest, covering my foot with my hands. "Don't even think about it." The slender tip of his wand points toward my foot, but with me blocking his target, he can't say the charm yet. His head stays tilted down, but he glares at me through bits of blonde. "Move your hands." "No." I grip my foot tighter, gritting my teeth to fight back the yelp vibrating my vocal cords. "You're not getting expelled over this. My mom can heal it when I get home." He rolls his eyes. "Stop being so dramatic and let me heal you." "No." "Yes." He draws out the S with a hard hiss. "Move your hands or I'll make you move them." My eyes narrow. "Is that a threat?" "Did it sound like a bloody compliment?" He retorts, lifting a brow in challenge. Oh, no he didn't. I flick my wrist, feeling the smooth, firm length of my wand click into my palm like an old friend and I nearly sigh. I ease forward, my gaze unwavering and voice stern and low. "I'd love to see you try, Malfoy." The words sound much smoother, much more provocative than I intend and those icy eyes flash as his head slowly lifts to mine. He grins, nothing short of menacing, and all I can think is "oh shit."

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Ever since he realized he liked blokes too, there had been an itch in the back of his mind he hadn't been able to scratch, because he couldn't pinpoint what it was. Alas, to his utter horror, Harry had the most unpleasant inkling that the insufferable, ex-Death Eater turned good, Slytherin tosspot might be exactly the thing he was craving. Maybe he just wanted to explore an avenue, maybe it was an idea just for himself, a thought to be kept locked away forever. And ever. Or, Fresh out of training Healer Draco Malfoy tends to Harry's wounds a few times and Harry can't stop thinking about how warm his hands are. This leads to a lot of blushing from both sides.

"You think i wouldn't notice you flirting with Diggory huh." Draco spat giving you a disgusted face You looked at him scared of what he was gonna do "Get your ass in my room in 5 minutes!" "I wasn-" you tried to talk back but Draco cut you off "NOW!" he pointed at the direction of where the slytherin dorms were at You flinched and quickly walked to his room.

And then he kissed her, like her lips were air and he couldn't breathe.

" Our chest were touching. He took my face in his big hands. He was looking at me from bellow and I was looking up at him since he was taller. I was admiring his traits. I've never seen him from this close. His skin was flawless. "I love you." He whispered before dropping a kiss on my lips. "

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Virulence

18+ READERS ONLY! Virulence contains sexual, graphic, and gruesome scenes! I will try to put warnings before chapters I feel may be triggering for some, but this is your blanket warning! Please read at your own discretion. This combines the HP magical world with my own imagination. It doesn't follow the books or movies and my depiction of the characters may slightly differ from their original portrayal. The story is currently still in progress, so no blurb - I'm more of a pantster - meaning I do not outline and tend to write on the fly which makes writing a blurb prior to publishing everything a bit difficult. But with that being said, here's a little preview: "D, no." I protest, covering my foot with my hands. "Don't even think about it." The slender tip of his wand points toward my foot, but with me blocking his target, he can't say the charm yet. His head stays tilted down, but he glares at me through bits of blonde. "Move your hands." "No." I grip my foot tighter, gritting my teeth to fight back the yelp vibrating my vocal cords. "You're not getting expelled over this. My mom can heal it when I get home." He rolls his eyes. "Stop being so dramatic and let me heal you." "No." "Yes." He draws out the S with a hard hiss. "Move your hands or I'll make you move them." My eyes narrow. "Is that a threat?" "Did it sound like a bloody compliment?" He retorts, lifting a brow in challenge. Oh, no he didn't. I flick my wrist, feeling the smooth, firm length of my wand click into my palm like an old friend and I nearly sigh. I ease forward, my gaze unwavering and voice stern and low. "I'd love to see you try, Malfoy." The words sound much smoother, much more provocative than I intend and those icy eyes flash as his head slowly lifts to mine. He grins, nothing short of menacing, and all I can think is "oh shit."

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