From a powerful French wizarding family, you are expected to fulfill your role in fortifying the connection between the English and French wizarding worlds. You are arranged to marry Theodore Nott. At first it is simply political, but what happens when the two of you realize the life you must live is not the one both of you want? And what happens when a marriage born from seeking power turns to one of cultivating love?
Draco hated y/n. He couldn’t stand her authentic and spirited nature. He grew up believing in control and order, and she was anything but orderly. He couldn’t stand when she would challenge him. She was so vexing. The bane of his existence, and yet the object of his deepest affections. His mind would always find its way back to her. The feeling was dizzying. He yearned for her. He traced the faint smell of her perfume in corridors. Her laugh was the sweetest sound he’d ever heard in his life. The tension between them was potent. Each moment it grew harder and harder for him to control himself. He needed her more than air. He was utterly desperate. He would burn the world just to be near her for even a moment.
Draco Malfoy was y/n’s secret admirer. He had been in love with her since their Hogwarts years, but he never built up the courage to confess. Now, years later, he still yearns for her as he did then. The longing is a constant dull ache in his chest. He just couldn’t take it anymore, so he started sending letters. Insanity detailed, intense love letters. Each one beautifully hand written. He was an excellent writer, almost poetic. Some would find it creepy, but y/n was intrigued. She began falling in love through their letters. And Draco’s obsession and burning passion only grew stronger with her replies. Though, for a while he kept his identity hidden.
Evelyn has spent her whole life avoiding people who come with chaos, control, and complications. Independent, guarded, and uninterested in relationships, she keeps her world small and predictable.
You are a famous Russian figure skater, one of the best to ever step on the ice. Everyone loves your skating, but what they really fixate on is you. You are hot as fuck. Not just a "oh wow, she's good looking" kind of hot, but a "oh my fucking god, she's the hottest person I've ever laid my fucking eyes on" kind of hot. It's not just your looks, but your entire aura that makes you hot. You are a bad-ass, dark feminine, sexy without trying to be sexy, hot as fuck person. Everything you do is hot. The way you bite your lip, the constant smirks, the hair flips, the cool and effortless confidence, the eye rolls, the resting bitch face....you can go on and on. You also have an unnerving grace and elegance about you. Not the pretty pink princess kind of grace and elegance, but more of a femme-fatale kind. You have both guys and girls head over heels for you. Your looks are striking and your body is literally to die for. You're thin and slender, but muscularly toned at the same time. Not to mention the fact that you have very defined six-pack abs. You also have a permanent "Slavic stare", which makes you even more hot.
It started in the back of the Library, hidden behind the dusty shelves of the Restricted Section where the shadows felt safer than the Great Hall. Loving Draco wasn't a slow burn; it was a high-speed chase with no exit strategy.
20 year old Ominis Gaunt, who attends in Slytherin University, majoring in Ancient Runes Studies is popular because of his intelligence and grace. But however, people around him couldn’t stand him, because of his whole personality, as they feel threatened.
Clarissa, Eun-hee, Nia, Julia, and Elizabeth has just got accepted to Malibu University of Magic in California. In this AU, They’re secretly magical girls that goes by “Brawling Magical Girls”