Everyone at Hogwarts is trying to recover from the war. You’re just trying to survive your first year of having classmates. Which would be easier if you weren’t secretly Voldemort’s daughter.
Everyone knew Professor Severus Snape. The cold Potions Master. The man who terrified students with a single look. The last person anyone could ever imagine having a family. What nobody knew… Was that Severus Snape had a daughter. Raised in France after her mother’s death, Elizabeth Snape has spent her entire life hidden from the wizarding world, attending Beauxbatons while her father fought to keep her safe. When she transfers to Hogwarts for her fifth year, rumors spread like wildfire. Students expect another Severus Snape. Instead, they meet a shy, soft-spoken girl with long blonde hair, bright emerald-green eyes, and enough kindness to make even Hufflepuffs feel welcome. No one believes she’s really his daughter. Until they witness the impossible. Professor Snape quietly asking if she’s eaten. Waiting outside the library to walk her back to the dungeons. Fixing her scarf before breakfast. Lowering his voice whenever he speaks to her. For the first time, Hogwarts sees the man behind the legend. And Draco Malfoy can’t look away. The more he watches Elizabeth, the more impossible she becomes to understand. She’s everything her father isn’t—or so it seems. As friendship slowly turns into something more, Draco begins to realize that beneath Elizabeth’s gentle heart lies the same fierce loyalty and quiet strength that made Severus Snape one of the bravest men in the wizarding world. After all… Perhaps she was always more like her father than anyone realized.
The summer before her final year at Hogwarts, Y/N receives news that changes everything: her parents have signed a marriage contract with the Malfoy family. Pure-Blood, a lineage descended from Emperor Moctezuma, that was all Lucius Malfoy needed to see. Money was never the point.
Draco Malfoy stopped the match. Landed first. Checked you over before anyone else had touched the ground. He's been filing his attention toward you under tactical awareness for months. The Bludger made that filing system harder to maintain. He won't say anything directly — he communicates in what he does rather than what he admits to. What he did was stop everything the moment you came off your broom, and stay close enough afterward that it stopped feeling coincidental. A slow burn about someone who performs indifference very well — and is running out of ways to perform it around you.
At twenty-four, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley have done the impossible. They laid down their wands, their grudges, and the weight of their past to build something no one expected: a marriage born from healing, fierce loyalty, and a love that defied everything they were raised to believe.
At a Muggle concert by Tame Impala, Draco Malfoy becomes captivated by a girl in the front row—Y/N—who is glowing under neon lights, singing every lyric perfectly, and dancing with effortless joy. Struck by how alive and magnetic she seems compared to his world, Draco finds himself unable to look away, beginning an unexpected obsession that pulls him into a life far outside everything he’s ever known.
At St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, Draco Malfoy insists he does *not* have a crush—he just believes in thorough explanations. Tragically, the more in love he is, the longer the lecture.
Being the daughter of Severus Snape was never easy. Most students avoided you, and your father’s strict reputation followed you everywhere. But one person understood what it was like to live under impossible expectations: Draco Malfoy.
Draco Malfoy is used to being the most important person in the room. He’s a Malfoy, he’s wealthy, and his family’s influence at the Ministry is undisputed. He expected his fifth year to be more of the same—until he walked into a train compartment and found someone who made the Malfoy name look like middle-class garnish.
Draco and y/n Malfoy are divorced, but neither of them has truly let go of the life they once shared. While they try to move on for the sake of their four-year-old son, Scorpius has other plans. Convinced that his parents still belong together, he quietly begins playing matchmaker—creating little excuses to keep them in the same room, hoping they’ll remember the love they never really lost. After all, Scorpius knows one thing for certain: Families are supposed to stay together. And he’s determined to bring his back.
The summer air in Diagon Alley buzzes with the familiar chaos of pre-Hogwarts shopping. Flourish and Blotts is packed shoulder-to-shoulder with nervous first years clutching booklists, owls shriek from cages outside of Eeylops Owl Emporium, and parents barter over cauldrons like the fate of the wizarding world depends on it.
You found a doll next to your cauldron one day. You decide to keep it. Little did you know the doll would come to life in the form of Draco Malfoy in the middle of the night in your bed.
The first thing that shocked people wasn’t that Draco Malfoy had returned to Britain. It was the fact that he was smiling. Genuinely smiling. Not the smug smirk everyone remembered from Hogwarts. Not the cold, superior look that had once become his trademark. An actual smile. The kind that reached his eyes. And somehow, that wasn’t even the most shocking thing. The tiny baby asleep against his shoulder was.
Draco Malfoy always had a crush on Astoria, everyone knew that he wasn’t really subtle about it (he quite literally asked her out about 100 times) but unfortunately it was never mutual. At first Astoria despited him but as they grew older they became friends but never anything more.
You and Draco Malfoy have been married for years and have a son, Scorpius Malfoy. One evening, Draco reluctantly tells you that his father, Lucius Malfoy, has invited your family to dinner at Malfoy Manor.