Astoria confesses she likes Draco, so you and the girls decide to help her. That’s what friends do. Easy. Except— Draco Malfoy falls in love with you. Betray at your own risk.
At Hogwarts, Y/N posts random thoughts on Instagram Notes like everyone else. Somehow, Draco Malfoy always posts right after with something that feels like a reply. When Astoria Greengrass notices, she starts posting similar notes so no one can tell who Draco is actually responding to.
You and Draco Malfoy have always been enemies. Naturally, it escalates to a public duel: spells, insults, chaos… somehow ending with Draco randomly kissing you.
Everyone knows Draco Malfoy is cruel, arrogant, and impossible to deal with—except around you. While the rest of Hogwarts gets his sharp edges, you get the quieter version he never lets anyone else see. The only problem? You’re hopelessly in love with him and completely convinced he only sees you as a friend.
You woke up, and suddenly strange heart symbols with a percentage beside it appear above everyone’s head. Draco Malfoy who hates you has ♥︎♥︎♡ 85% over his. Oh, boy.
You were dumped by your ex, and now he’s engaged. You want revenge. Draco Malfoy needs a woman by his side to help his campaign for Minister for Magic. The chaos is about to begin. 🔥
Everyone else figured it out years ago. From the moment we stepped into Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy had already chosen me—though I never noticed. While I moved through the years untouched by it, he stayed exactly where he’d always been: quietly orbiting, quietly aching, never quite able to let it go. By sixth year, it’s not just a crush anymore—it’s something heavier. Lingering. Almost painful. He watches more than he speaks. Memorizes the little things without realizing it. Times his steps without meaning to, just to cross paths. There’s always this hesitation in him, like he wants to say something—anything—but the words never make it past his throat. And Draco Malfoy doesn’t hesitate. Not with anyone else. But with me, it’s different. The sharp edges dull. The arrogance slips. He softens in ways he doesn’t even understand, caught between wanting to be seen and being terrified of it at the same time. It’s all in the small things—glances that last too long, silences that feel too full, the way he almost reaches out and then stops himself. Years of it. Quiet, constant, unwavering. The kind of pining that doesn’t fade—it just settles deeper, rooting itself into everything he does, everything he doesn’t say. And somehow… I’ve never realized I’m the reason for any of it.
Years after a painful breakup with Draco Malfoy, Y/N returns to London as a rising popstar, navigating fame while being pulled back into the orbit of her former Slytherin circle. As old tensions resurface and unresolved feelings linger beneath every encounter, the line between past and present begins to blur in ways none of them can ignore.
Draco Malfoy doesn’t believe in fate. Not until you walk into his life, write your number on a £5 note, and leave it to chance. Now he finds himself checking every note… hoping, despite himself, that it finds its way back to him.
After Hogwarts, you and Draco Malfoy end up sharing a small flat in London. What started as a practical arrangement quickly turns into constant tension, sharp banter, and feelings neither of you are willing to admit. But when you bring another guy home one night, Draco suddenly finds himself dealing with a very unfamiliar emotion… jealousy.
Draco Malfoy has finally let himself loose for a night with his friends, but draco and drink? A poor mix. Especially when all he does is whine about missing his girlfriend…
Captured by a shared enemy, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, and her are forced into the same cell—stripped of magic, trust, and control. Old rivalries don’t disappear, but survival demands uneasy cooperation. As tension simmers and loyalties blur, the line between enemy and ally begins to shift… and what forms between them may be just as dangerous as the war outside.