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You have a stalker. He knows things he shouldn’t. He reads pages you never meant for anyone to see. And now he’s leaving notes in your notebook. He’s been watching. He’s been waiting. And he’s closer than you think.
You have a stalker. He knows things he shouldn’t. He reads pages you never meant for anyone to see. And now he’s leaving notes in your notebook. He’s been watching. He’s been waiting. And he’s closer than you think.
After a humiliating loss to Gryffindor, tension between Slytherin’s arrogant Captain and Seeker, Draco Malfoy, and his fiercely defiant Chaser finally snaps. You’ve spent the entire season driving each other insane — on the pitch, in the air, and in every heated argument. He hates how you never obey. You hate how much power he has over you. But when the locker room empties and Draco corners you shirtless, sweaty, and furious, the line between hatred and desire completely disappears. One defeat. One locked room. And years of unspoken tension about to explode.
After a humiliating loss to Gryffindor, tension between Slytherin’s arrogant Captain and Seeker, Draco Malfoy, and his fiercely defiant Chaser finally snaps. You’ve spent the entire season driving each other insane — on the pitch, in the air, and in every heated argument. He hates how you never obey. You hate how much power he has over you. But when the locker room empties and Draco corners you shirtless, sweaty, and furious, the line between hatred and desire completely disappears. One defeat. One locked room. And years of unspoken tension about to explode.
🐍 ─ You and Draco have been dating for a year now. It started one summer when you and your family were visiting London, and you met him one night at a bar. You hit it off instantly and what was supposed to be a fun summer fling turned into a long distance relationship. He’s now in his seventh year at Hogwarts, while you were studying at Beauxbatons. This year, your dad got a job at the Ministry and you had to transfer to Hogwarts. You decided to keep it a surprise for him. He has no idea you’re coming. You’ve also talked with some of his friends (Pansy, Blaise, and Theo), telling them to get Draco to the Slytherin common room for when you arrive.
🐍 ─ You and Draco have been dating for a year now. It started one summer when you and your family were visiting London, and you met him one night at a bar. You hit it off instantly and what was supposed to be a fun summer fling turned into a long distance relationship. He’s now in his seventh year at Hogwarts, while you were studying at Beauxbatons. This year, your dad got a job at the Ministry and you had to transfer to Hogwarts. You decided to keep it a surprise for him. He has no idea you’re coming. You’ve also talked with some of his friends (Pansy, Blaise, and Theo), telling them to get Draco to the Slytherin common room for when you arrive.
You and Draco Malfoy are straight-up enemies. He barely acknowledges your existence, treating you like background noise, while you throw shade at him in Potions and fantasize about hexing him. Tonight, the Slytherins are playing SPIN THE BOTTLE What starts as just another game gets interesting when the bottle lands on you… then points straight at Draco. Now you’re face-to-face. He’s acting like it’s a waste of time, but the air between you is thick with tension.
You and Draco Malfoy are straight-up enemies. He barely acknowledges your existence, treating you like background noise, while you throw shade at him in Potions and fantasize about hexing him. Tonight, the Slytherins are playing SPIN THE BOTTLE What starts as just another game gets interesting when the bottle lands on you… then points straight at Draco. Now you’re face-to-face. He’s acting like it’s a waste of time, but the air between you is thick with tension.
You know Draco Malfoy is bad news. The entire castle agrees. Yet every warning only seems to draw you closer. Somewhere between whispered arguments, late-night encounters, and secrets neither of you should be sharing, the line between attraction and disaster begins to disappear.
You know Draco Malfoy is bad news. The entire castle agrees. Yet every warning only seems to draw you closer. Somewhere between whispered arguments, late-night encounters, and secrets neither of you should be sharing, the line between attraction and disaster begins to disappear.
Every night, Draco Malfoy finds you after curfew. Every night, you tell yourself it’ll be the last time. Every night, neither of you leaves first.
Every night, Draco Malfoy finds you after curfew. Every night, you tell yourself it’ll be the last time. Every night, neither of you leaves first.
You discovered Draco Malfoy’s secret. Now he won’t let you out of his sight. What begins as surveillance becomes an alliance. What becomes an alliance turns into trust. And trust turns into something far more dangerous. Especially when the boy you’re falling for has been ordered to kill a man.
You discovered Draco Malfoy’s secret. Now he won’t let you out of his sight. What begins as surveillance becomes an alliance. What becomes an alliance turns into trust. And trust turns into something far more dangerous. Especially when the boy you’re falling for has been ordered to kill a man.
Draco has Astoria. You have Mattheo. So why does it feel like you’re both waiting for something to happen? Between accidental touches, midnight conversations, and feelings neither of you should have, the line between loyalty and longing begins to blur.
Draco has Astoria. You have Mattheo. So why does it feel like you’re both waiting for something to happen? Between accidental touches, midnight conversations, and feelings neither of you should have, the line between loyalty and longing begins to blur.
One duel. One mistake. One ancient piece of magic. Now you’re bound to Draco Malfoy in a way neither of you can escape. You feel each other’s pains & fears. Nightmares bleed across the bond. Emotions refuse to stay private. And every attempt to avoid each other only makes things worse. Because no matter how much you argue, hide, or pretend not to care… The bond knows the truth. Long before either of you does.
One duel. One mistake. One ancient piece of magic. Now you’re bound to Draco Malfoy in a way neither of you can escape. You feel each other’s pains & fears. Nightmares bleed across the bond. Emotions refuse to stay private. And every attempt to avoid each other only makes things worse. Because no matter how much you argue, hide, or pretend not to care… The bond knows the truth. Long before either of you does.
You meant to send one photo to Mattheo Riddle. You meant to send the Charms notes to Draco Malfoy. Unfortunately, Hogwarts’ worst possible coincidence had other plans. Now Mattheo has your study notes. Draco has a photo that definitely wasn’t meant for him. And somehow, the person you least wanted to see it… is the one who can’t stop thinking about it.
You meant to send one photo to Mattheo Riddle. You meant to send the Charms notes to Draco Malfoy. Unfortunately, Hogwarts’ worst possible coincidence had other plans. Now Mattheo has your study notes. Draco has a photo that definitely wasn’t meant for him. And somehow, the person you least wanted to see it… is the one who can’t stop thinking about it.
A quiet escape from the Yule Ball. A moonlit vestibule. A nervous question asked to a curious brown cat. And one unexpected answer from Draco Malfoy that leaves you breathless. One stolen glance under the full moon. One sentence too honest. One moment that changes everything.
A quiet escape from the Yule Ball. A moonlit vestibule. A nervous question asked to a curious brown cat. And one unexpected answer from Draco Malfoy that leaves you breathless. One stolen glance under the full moon. One sentence too honest. One moment that changes everything.
After the first Masked Ball at Hogwarts, every week, you fall a little more in love with the stranger you danced with. Every day, you hate Draco Malfoy a little more. Unfortunately for both of you, they’re the same person.
After the first Masked Ball at Hogwarts, every week, you fall a little more in love with the stranger you danced with. Every day, you hate Draco Malfoy a little more. Unfortunately for both of you, they’re the same person.
Pretending to date Draco Malfoy was supposed to make your life easier. One less problem to deal with. One less rumor. One less person bothering you. The problem is that the longer you pretend, the harder it becomes to remember why it was fake in the first place.
Pretending to date Draco Malfoy was supposed to make your life easier. One less problem to deal with. One less rumor. One less person bothering you. The problem is that the longer you pretend, the harder it becomes to remember why it was fake in the first place.
You bought an old diary that should have been empty. Instead, someone answered your notes. At first, it's harmless, a few questions. A few jokes. A stranger hidden behind ink and paper. But as the weeks pass, the conversations become longer. More staff. More dangerous. The diary becomes the first thing you reach for every morning. The last thing you read before falling asleep. You tell the stranger things you've never told anyone. The only rule is simple: No revealing who you are. It works perfectly. Until you begin to realise that the person writing back might not be a stranger at all. And that the boy you can't stand at Hogwarts may know you better than anyone else.
You bought an old diary that should have been empty. Instead, someone answered your notes. At first, it's harmless, a few questions. A few jokes. A stranger hidden behind ink and paper. But as the weeks pass, the conversations become longer. More staff. More dangerous. The diary becomes the first thing you reach for every morning. The last thing you read before falling asleep. You tell the stranger things you've never told anyone. The only rule is simple: No revealing who you are. It works perfectly. Until you begin to realise that the person writing back might not be a stranger at all. And that the boy you can't stand at Hogwarts may know you better than anyone else.
Draco Malfoy, the vampire everyone believes is human. You were never supposed to meet him. Your bloodline was supposed to be extinct, a bloodline of Vampire Hunters.. But the moment Draco catches your scent, something buried deep within him begins to awaken. Hunger… or maybe he just craves you, not your blood. 🩸
Draco Malfoy, the vampire everyone believes is human. You were never supposed to meet him. Your bloodline was supposed to be extinct, a bloodline of Vampire Hunters.. But the moment Draco catches your scent, something buried deep within him begins to awaken. Hunger… or maybe he just craves you, not your blood. 🩸
“We’re friends.” That’s what Draco keeps saying. Friends don’t stare at each other across crowded rooms. Friends don’t get jealous. Friends don’t dream about kissing each other. So why does he look at you like that?
“We’re friends.” That’s what Draco keeps saying. Friends don’t stare at each other across crowded rooms. Friends don’t get jealous. Friends don’t dream about kissing each other. So why does he look at you like that?
What would happen if someone caught you and your enemie mid makeout?
Felix Felicis is supposed to bring good luck. So why does it keep leading you to Draco Malfoy?
Felix Felicis is supposed to bring good luck. So why does it keep leading you to Draco Malfoy?
He left without an explanation. Now he can’t stop watching you. And every day, it gets harder to pretend he doesn’t still love you.
He left without an explanation. Now he can’t stop watching you. And every day, it gets harder to pretend he doesn’t still love you.
One explosion. Twenty-three detentions. Each one with Draco Malfoy. What could possibly go wrong?
One explosion. Twenty-three detentions. Each one with Draco Malfoy. What could possibly go wrong?
During a Divination lesson, Professor Trelawney delivers a prophecy in front of the entire class. One that somehow points directly to you and Draco Malfoy. Suddenly, strange coincidences, cryptic warnings, and unexplained events begin following you wherever you go, as if the castle itself is trying to reveal something. With everyone watching and rumors spreading through Hogwarts, you’re forced to work alongside the one person you can barely stand to uncover the truth. But the deeper you dig into the prophecy, the harder it becomes to ignore the growing connection between you—and the terrifying possibility that your fates have been intertwined all along.
During a Divination lesson, Professor Trelawney delivers a prophecy in front of the entire class. One that somehow points directly to you and Draco Malfoy. Suddenly, strange coincidences, cryptic warnings, and unexplained events begin following you wherever you go, as if the castle itself is trying to reveal something. With everyone watching and rumors spreading through Hogwarts, you’re forced to work alongside the one person you can barely stand to uncover the truth. But the deeper you dig into the prophecy, the harder it becomes to ignore the growing connection between you—and the terrifying possibility that your fates have been intertwined all along.
Draco Malfoy has spent months trying to make you hate him. Unfortunately, every cruel word only seems to bring you closer. Now he’s stuck watching the one person who genuinely cares about him walk straight into the disaster he’s trying to protect them from.
Draco Malfoy has spent months trying to make you hate him. Unfortunately, every cruel word only seems to bring you closer. Now he’s stuck watching the one person who genuinely cares about him walk straight into the disaster he’s trying to protect them from.
Every time you convince yourself you’ve moved on from your “situationship”; Draco Malfoy. But he finds a way back into your life, every time. Maybe some people are impossible to forget. Or maybe neither of you ever truly let go in the first place.
Every time you convince yourself you’ve moved on from your “situationship”; Draco Malfoy. But he finds a way back into your life, every time. Maybe some people are impossible to forget. Or maybe neither of you ever truly let go in the first place.
