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    The Malfoy Problem

    They were never supposed to share a room. They were definitely never supposed to fall in love. Y/N is rich, brilliant, arrogant—and secretly possesses ancient magic powerful enough to terrify even the wizarding world. Draco Malfoy is rich, brilliant, arrogant, and absolutely convinced he’s better than everyone. They’ve hated each other for years. Then Hogwarts runs out of Slytherin dorm rooms. Now they’re stuck sharing one. Two beds. One room. Zero privacy. And enough pride between them to start a war. Between stolen hoodies, late-night arguments, shared chargers, Snapchat fights from opposite sides of the room, and a Slytherin group chat determined to expose their obvious tension, their hatred slowly starts becoming something else. But Draco notices things no one else does—the exhaustion behind Y/N’s confidence, the secrets surrounding her ancient magic, and the way her power reacts whenever her emotions get too strong. And somehow, whenever Draco is near, her magic becomes calm. Everyone thinks they’re falling for each other. They deny it. Furiously. Because admitting they’re in love would mean admitting they lost the one competition neither of them ever intended to play.

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    Everyone knows the prophecy.

    Everyone fears the Dark Lord. He fears her. Y/N is a Slytherin witch born with ancient magic powerful enough to do the impossible. But when a prophecy reveals that she is destined to defeat Lord Vaelric Nocthar—the most ruthless Dark Lord the wizarding world has ever known—he makes it his mission to kill her before she can fulfill it. The attacks begin. Hogwarts is no longer safe. Neither is Hogsmeade. And while Y/N fights to survive, Draco Malfoy is slowly realizing that the girl he’s been pretending not to care about might be the one person he’s willing to risk everything for. She was born to end his reign. He was born to destroy her. And Draco was never supposed to fall for her.

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    HER MAGIC, HIS HEART

    You were Draco Malfoy’s girl. His favorite person. His biggest weakness. The one person capable of driving him completely insane. Until you broke up. Now you’re posting Instagram pictures, entertaining other boys, and living your best life while Draco Malfoy watches from the sidelines, pretending he couldn’t care less. Spoiler: he fucking cares. Between late-night texts, petty IG Notes, Slytherin parties, jealous stares, and arguments that never seem to end, one thing becomes painfully obvious: Draco Malfoy might be your ex, but he’s certainly not over you. And you? You’re not exactly making it easy for him. Modern Hogwarts. Two stubborn Slytherins. One breakup. And feelings neither of you knows how to bury.

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    Blood runs green

    Everyone at Hogwarts knows two things about Y/N: she’s untouchable, and she’s dangerous. The most beautiful girl in Slytherin comes from an ancient pure-blood dynasty, has more money than she knows what to do with, and possesses magic that shouldn’t be possible. Draco Malfoy hates her. Or at least, that’s what he tells himself. Because when two spoiled, powerful Slytherins turn every class, party, duel, and Instagram story into a competition, hatred starts looking suspiciously like obsession. She thinks he’s arrogant. He thinks she’s impossible. Neither of them realizes they’re already falling. And Draco Malfoy is about to learn that the one girl he can never control is the only person he can’t stop wanting. Enemies. Heirs. Slytherins. Slow burn. Let the games begin.

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    After the Last Bell ||𝐃.𝐌

    You and Draco Malfoy have never been friends. You’re both Slytherins. Both purebloods. Both filthy rich. Both arrogant enough to believe the other should know their place. Naturally, you hate each other. But every afternoon after classes, you disappear. No explanations. No excuses. Just gone. Most people don’t care enough to question it. Draco does. Especially when you start coming back with torn robes, bruises, and a silence that grows harder to ignore. And every time he asks what happened, you give him the same answer. “Nothing.” But Draco knows you. And he knows you’re lying.

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