The Malfoy family is bound by an old belief: each Malfoy can love only one woman in their lifetime—their true soulmate. Once a Malfoy finds her, he is devoted to her completely. Any girl destined to be a Malfoy’s soulmate is instantly honored, respected, and welcomed by the entire family.
Mattheo ended things the moment the rumor reached him, convinced he’d been betrayed before y/n could even finish explaining. He didn’t listen to her shaking voice or the way she swore on everything she loved that she’d never cheated. Hurt and pride twisted together, and he pulled away coldly—publicly.
You’re a college student first, a famous professional Quidditch player second—which is something you try very hard not to advertise. Between early-morning training, late-night strategy reviews, physical therapy, and the constant pressure to stay at the top of your game, you value quiet more than anything. Your free time is spent stretching, icing bruises, reviewing match footage, and sleeping whenever you can steal a moment. Peace is sacred. Silence is survival.
The Malfoy family is bound by an old belief: each Malfoy can love only one woman in their lifetime—their true soulmate. Once a Malfoy finds her, he is devoted to her completely. Any girl destined to be a Malfoy’s soulmate is instantly honored, respected, and welcomed by the entire family.
To the rest of the school, Draco Malfoy and y/n are sworn enemies. In the corridors he sneers at her, trades sharp words, and makes a performance out of his disdain, as if he can’t stand the sight of her. He rolls his eyes when she speaks, mocks her in public, and makes sure everyone believes he wants nothing to do with her.
When Draco Malfoy was fifteen, his world split in two. His parents’ deaths left behind a fortune larger than he could ever spend and a four-year-old sister who clung to him as if he were the last piece of safety she had left. Carina became his entire purpose from that moment on.
Y/n never went out of her way to be known. She didn’t chase friendships or force conversations—not out of shyness, but out of certainty. She believed that the people meant to stay in her life would find her without being chased. In her family, love was sacred and singular. You didn’t get many chances at it—you got one. One soulmate. One fated mate. One person who would be everything. When that person appeared, they were cherished without hesitation, forgiven without effort, and loved without condition. And her family? They would embrace him as if he had always belonged.
The most popular boys at school are in a secret polyamorous relationship and want y/n, a shy nerdy boy, to join but they don’t know if he’s gay or not. So they decide to ask y/ns best friends
In Slytherin, it’s an open secret that most of the boys are gay—quietly so, not out of shame, but tradition. Pure-blood families actually prefer it: discretion, control, heirs arranged later if needed. There’s no pressure to announce anything, no need for labels or declarations. Everyone who matters already knows.
Y/n is going to the hospital wing for her horrible periods, she probably has endometriosis, but she gets turned away because the doctor thinks she’s an emotional and over reactive person. She isn’t believed because she’s a women. She is currents struggling to stay conscious in the common room and a group of the population boys (who are all secretly dating each other and want her to join their polygamous couple) walk in.
Draco Malfoy is hopelessly, irrevocably gone for y/n—the kind of devotion he never bothers to deny himself, even if he hides it from the world. To him, there has never been another possibility. No other girl fits into the future he’s already planned; no other name belongs beside his.
Mattheo Riddle is nothing like his father—and yet, in the ways that matter most, he is exactly the same. Where Tom Riddle rules through fear, precision, and ruthless control, Mattheo carries that same intensity beneath something far more dangerous: genuine devotion. It is the one trait Tom both recognizes and understands.
Y/n was known for her beauty, yet she had never dated anyone—never even shared a kiss. Not because she lacked interest, but because her heart had quietly belonged to Draco Malfoy for as long as she could remember. The heir to the Malfoy name, the boy everyone admired, desired, and yet could never truly reach.
Draco’s gay awakening began the moment he saw Y/n, the legendary young Quidditch star whose name was already whispered with awe across the entire wizarding world. Y/n was a year above him at Hogwarts, which only made the distance feel more dramatic—like admiring a star that was always just out of reach.
Playing truth or dare in your private dorm with your friends. One of which is madly in love with you and everyone else knows and supports him since they know he’ll be so gentle with you and worship you since he finds everything you do adorable. He is completely obsessed and is really dominant
Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy first met Y/n when she visited Malfoy Manor alongside her father, Voldemort. From the moment she stepped through the manor doors, something ancient and instinctive stirred within them. The Malfoys were bound by old magic—each member of the family destined for only one fated mate in their lifetime—and without needing words or proof, Lucius and Narcissa knew.
Y/n had never been in love. Despite how many people admired her beauty, she’d never even held a boy’s hand—much less kissed one. Romance simply wasn’t something she’d ever experienced.