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idontknowmysexuality

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-Female OC X Draco Malfoy
-Smut Included
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"You're kind of a dick."
I blurted out, interrupting the blondes disrespectful words piling out of his mouth.

I barely knew him, but he was just bitter. His attitude and just presence is mysterious. But when he opens his mouth, he's an arse.

Pansy and Blaise both raised their eyebrows, along with everybody else in the cozy circle.

I barely knew what was going on, I just said what came to my mind and had no emotion about doing so.

"Pardon me?"
His voice was filled with anger. 

Short tempered, I see.

"You're just not nice, is all."
I huff, throwing my head back against Pansy's bed.

I don't know why everybody was so shocked, and why he was so angry. What I said was pretty obvious. He was downright disrespectful.

"You don't know anything about me, Haynes. So why don't you do everyone a favor and shut the fuck up."
He spat, falling back against the bed across from me.

My eyebrows rose, I wasn't angry that he was a complete douche. It was actually pretty funny seeing someone quite similar to me lash out further than I would.

"Okay, Malfoy."
I smirked, taking another sip of the bottle in my hand.All Rights Reserved

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One Time Thing | Draco Malfoy by ShallowMeii

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.

Muffliato (Draco Malfoy) by dracoskilledmeh

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 draco

His addiction by EsmeraldaSMM

"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!

Always Mine by SamadiW

**MATURE CONTENT** (Smut alert!) She felt herself lean back into him and he didn't move. "You've been avoiding me, Granger, I've missed you," he told her, his voice barely audible. She swallowed as his hand went around her waist and he brushed his lips along her heated skin. She let out a low sultry moan before she answered, "People don't miss their mistakes, Draco"

The Girl Who Lived (Draco Malfoy x OC) by missingn0te

"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 Draco

How to Kiss a Wizard by Reasonstosmileathome

"You know what Potter... I think I'll take that offer," Draco began, walking closer towards me, backing me against the wall. "Wait, really?" I looked at him suspiciously. This was the boy who had hated me ever since I declined his handshake when we were 11... and now he was agreeing to help me. Something was up. "Yes Potter. Really. You said you'd do anything and anything means everything doesn't it?" I wanted to interrupt him there, I didn't mean everything, I opened my mouth to disagree but he carried on talking, not giving me a chance to answer. " I can use it to my advantage in the future. Who knows when I'll need it?" A smirk appeared on his lips as he eyed me up and down. I felt naked under his glance as I looked at anywhere except his face. Regret filled me once again. Maybe this wasn't the best plan, maybe I could back out now, and maybe I could just- My thoughts went blank as I felt a pair of soft lips collide with mine. Harry Potter could be considered good at everything.... except kissing. When he finds himself crushing on Ginny, who better to teach him the arts of kissing than the Draco Malfoy? Highest rankings : #1 in #Harry-Potter #16 in #drarry #1 in #youth #2 in #lgbt

Scars {Pansy Parkinson} by cacacacapooppokp

"Maybe, If just say you like me, we'll move on," Pansy says casually. Like her? How narcissistic can she be? Maybe there was something her, not anymore. "Like you? Please, you're rude and arrogant and a narcissist and you took advantage of me." I continue on rambling on everything that was wrong with her. Now that I look at it, there's a lot. That is, until I get interrupted... A muggleborn Gryffindor and a pure blood Slytherin? That's absolutely mental. Lucille Blaire Evans is just your average 6th year Gryffindor...with a traumatic and dark past. She never really spoke to Pansy and had a rather negative opinion about her and her friends. In her eyes, they were all bullies. One casual day, something in Pansy clicked. She had never really paid attention to Lucille's beauty or just her matter of fact. ALL CHARACTERS BUT LUCILLE BELONG TO JK ROWLING This is just a story for those kinky horny mfs ❤️

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 by H4ndcuffs

"Knees now". He spat. "Look Malfoy I'm sorry but I'm not fucking blowing you!" You spat back. "Oh darling I don't want your filthy little mouth on my dick. I want you to beg. I want you to beg for my forgiveness". Your mouth dropped open. I'm not fu-". He grabbed your neck and pushed you into the wall. You could feel his rings burn into your skin. "I'm not asking you twice Moonstone". He said thru gritted teeth. TW: This story will include actions and topics that may be triggering and uncomfortable for young readers or readers who have experienced these topics. TW: Sexual acts Drinking and drugs Panic and anxiety ABUSE - THIS IS THE BIGGEST TRIGGER YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED SO PLEASE DO NOT REPORT THIS STORY. FR READ THIS STORY OR IMMA F YOUR PARENTS😜 Rankings: #134 in dracoxreader #430 in Draco #95 in Pureblood

To my Roommate, Draco Malfoy by HAPPYKIDDI

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The Erised Effect by justaleigh

Essentially smut with a little bit of plot and humor. Please do not read if you are looking for something more. This story was never meant to be a literary masterpiece and I will never claim that it or any of my other writing is up there with the greats. Thankyou  X ______ "...he's twenty-six years old, and to this day I don't think he's ever finished himself off inside of a woman..." ______ Hermione and Pansy work in a shop together. Draco, Harry, Theo and Blaise all work together at the Ministry. They all meet up every Friday at the pub to have drinks. Pansy has a new fantasy potion that she likes to call 'The Erised Effect' that she's keen to try out on willing participants ... Boys are so easy to manipulate when alcohol is involved ....

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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.