Draco loves his wife, Astoria, with a devotion that nothing—not even her blood curse—can diminish. But her greatest wish, a child to leave behind, is impossible. That’s where you come in: Y/N, eighteen, promised to Draco since childhood, sent to bear a legacy for a woman who isn’t your own. They welcome you with kindness, warmth, and gratitude, while you keep your heart guarded, uncertain of your place in a world you never chose.
When Y/N—Sacred Twenty-Eight heiress, perfect Slytherin, future political jewel—presents as an omega, she’s meant to hide it. A betrothal to Astoria Greengrass keeps Draco Malfoy’s future neatly arranged, and elite society does not tolerate omegas who threaten their carefully curated alliances. But at seventeen, her first heat hits early, violent, and wrong—right in the middle of Hogwarts’ most ruthless power struggle. And the one alpha strong enough to handle her, Draco Malfoy.
Every summer in the hidden Italian wizarding haven of Lido Incantare, you and Draco Malfoy lived a secret, sun-drenched life—late-night calls, stolen kisses, and a promise to choose each other after graduation. But when your wealthy American family abruptly moves to London, you decide to surprise him by enrolling at Hogwarts. Instead, you walk into the Slytherin common room and find Draco with his betrothed on his arm… and the truth about his double life waiting for you
Draco Malfoy’s political marriage to Astoria Greengrass remains barren due to her blood curse. To preserve the Malfoy line, they enlist Y/N—a fallen pureblood heiress—to conceive an heir the traditional way. Bound by contract to live her life within Malfoy Manor, Y/N will bear, raise, and love the children as her own, though the world will know her only as their nanny. As she navigates the cold elegance of the manor, Y/N becomes entangled in the quiet war between duty and
You and Draco Malfoy never got along at Hogwarts — too similar, too proud. You moved on with your life and haven’t seen him since. That is, until you both end up at Blaise’s summer party.
You grew up loving Draco Malfoy—holidays at his manor, promises whispered in dark corridors, a future you thought was certain. Until his parents chose a different bride. Now, back at Hogwarts for your final year, you’re forced to watch Draco and Astoria together… and he looks like he might actually care for her.
When Astoria quietly admits she’s always wondered what it would be like with Mattheo, Y/N—bold, reckless, and a little too drunk—suggests a swap for the night. Draco doesn’t hesitate to take her hand. What was meant to be a one-time experiment turns into a night charged with everything they’ve never said out loud.
You and Astoria Greengrass have been inseparable since infancy—two pureblood heiresses raised to be perfect, polished, and painfully obedient. But beneath your practiced smiles lies a restless truth: only Astoria has ever known the real you, the loud-mouthed, wild-hearted girl who dreams of freedom. Now, returning to Hogwarts for your final year, Astoria makes a vow. If she can’t escape her betrothal, then you will escape your cage.
You’re Y/N Zabini, a Slytherin whose beauty and charm draw attention wherever you go. Every step, every sway, makes students—and even Draco Malfoy—take notice, though you barely realize it. Blaise watches over you, fiercely protective, as whispers of betrothal and desire swirl around the castle. In a school where allure can be as dangerous as magic, can you navigate attention, jealousy, and secret intentions without losing yourself?
Y/N and Draco are in love and betrothed, she believes he’s her happily ever after. Until the beginning of 7th year when the rumors of an affair involving Draco and another with start to circulate.
Draco Malfoy and Astoria Greengrass have been promised to each other since childhood, the perfect pureblood pair—until Astoria decides they both deserve freedom before their arranged engagement becomes official. She begins dating Theodore Nott, leaving Draco suddenly unbound… and finally able to pursue the girl he’s wanted for years: you. You’ve never let yourself fall for him, not when his future was already chosen. But now everything is shifting. Is Draco truly free to choose yo
You, Astoria, and Draco grew up inseparable, but while Astoria was betrothed to him from birth, you were the one who secretly fell in love. As your final year begins, Astoria reveals she never loved Draco romantically—and that she’s always known you have. Tired of being trapped by duty, she offers a daring solution: the two of you could share him.
After heart break and and silence Y/N enters Virellian University to start fresh only to discover Draco Malfoy there too. New freedom, old wounds and unspoken tension ignite as you learn to live life on your own.
The wizarding world has changed with the times, but its oldest families still cling to tradition. At just twenty-one, Y/N has found herself bound by one of those traditions: an arranged marriage to Draco Malfoy. Both were Slytherins at Hogwarts, yet barely more than acquaintances—Draco, the aloof heir with sharp ambition, and Y/N, the girl who never fit neatly into the mould of pureblood society.
In a scarred post-war Hogwarts Y/N is an ambitious Slytherin heiress bound by family duty. And returns to finish her final year. Haunted, desired and defiant. She must choose between legacy, love and freedom.
One masquerade night blurred the line between fantasy and reality. Hidden behind a mask, you shared an unforgettable night with Draco Malfoy—then vanished before morning, leaving him unaware of who had been in his bed. Months later, you return to Hogwarts carrying a secret that will change your life forever. As you navigate the year in silence, the truth grows harder to hide—and the past refuses to stay buried.
After a reckless night with Harry Potter, you became pregnant, and out of duty he proposed. A year later, your daughter Freya is your world, and you’ve fallen for Harry, determined to make your marriage work. He loves and protects you, but past attachments and unspoken regrets keep him distant. Amid domestic warmth and quiet tension, you navigate love, family, and the slow hope of building a life together.
Once a hopeful Hufflepuff with dreams of an apothecary, Y/N learned early that the wizarding world rewards connections, not kindness. When poverty corners her and options run out, she accepts an offer she never imagined—exclusive, discreet work as a call girl, serving the most powerful witches and wizards alive. A year later, she has gold, influence, and a name whispered only in the right rooms.
Years after a forbidden Hogwarts romance ended in heartbreak, Y/N returns to London as a fierce, free-spirited single mother. On her daughter’s first day at nursery, she unexpectedly collides with Draco Malfoy—now married, now a father, and still the only person she’s ever loved. Sparks, secrets, and old wounds flare as their lives intertwine once more. And when Draco begins to notice the familiar grey eyes of Y/N’s little girl, the past becomes impossible to ignore.
Seventh year was supposed to belong to the two of you—until one night, one dress, and one corner couch shatters everything you thought you knew. Instead of breaking, you walk away. This is the year you finally choose yourself: the wild, loud, messy version you’ve always hidden…while Draco Malfoy watches the girl he loves slip out of reach.
The Dark Lord has won. The world belongs to him, and I belong to Draco Malfoy—my husband, my anchor. To me he is gentle, devoted, a man who softens only within the walls of our home. I’ve begged him for children, for a family, for something pure amidst all this ruin. But he always finds a reason to say not yet. I thought he merely advised the Dark Lord, serving as one of many faceless consultants. The truth is darker—he is the High Reeve, executioner and enforcer of the new regime. His hands are stained with too much blood, and he cannot imagine cradling something innocent with them. To him, fatherhood feels like a crime he hasn’t earned the right to commit.
I’m married to Harry Potter—Head Auror, saviour, mine. We have a daughter, 4 year old Circe, and my devotion to him is unwavering. But lately, shadows stir between us. He whispers with Ginny Weasley, the flame he once burned for. He calls it friendship. Yet he hides it like an affair. Every lie feels like a knife. And the more he pulls away, the more I wonder how far I’ll go to keep him mine.