Hogwarts - sixth year You’ve always had a crush on Draco. Since first year, when you were sorted into Slytherin. He was the tall, blonde, arrogant Malfoy that made you fall to your knees. Your friends all knew, teasing you sometimes. But you never did anything. How could you? He was popular, you were… known enough. And then, in third year, he started dating Astoria Greengrass. The pretty, blonde girl who everyone loved. She was loveable, sweet, and always smelt like vanilla. The worst part wasn’t seeing them together, it was watching the effect she had on him. He was happy. Genuinely happy. Soft smiles, gentle looks where he was arrogant to others. They were together, properly. You were devastated. Always pretending that you didn’t care, and that you weren’t bothered. But your friends knew. Of course they did. You bit your tongue when they walked past or you saw them together. You would go the opposite way in the corridors. You forced yourself to get over him. Although, it never worked. This went on for years. And now, sixth year. But something had changed. Over the summer, something had happened. Draco came back without Astoria by his side. Astoria was walking stiffly, almost scared. And Draco… Draco was more arrogant. Colder. Sharper. He has gotten the dark mark. Not by choice, forcefully. And Astoria got scared. So, Astoria had left him. She left him in the dark while he was carrying his family legacy on his shoulders. You watched him quietly. Because of course, now he wasn’t with Astoria, you felt like you could see him. Your feelings came rushing back, not like they had ever left in the first place. By this year, you were more known. Pretty face, blonde straight hair. Sharp tongued, cold when you felt like it, loud and laughing with your friends, and quiet and knowledgeable in classes. Astoria was the opposite. She was soft faced, soft smooth blonde hair. She was sweet, caring and gentle. Honestly it’s a surprise she was put into Slytherin. Sh
You’ve heard of the golden trio. But have you heard of the silver trio? Well, now you have. It consists of the three most powerful families in Great Britain. Draco Lucius Malfoy. Wealthy, powerful, smart and utterly handsome. He gets Outstanding in all his grades, and is very, very loyal. Sharp tongued and arrogant except towards his trio. Mattheo Marvolo Riddle. The dark lords son. Powerful, Dangerous, and smart. He’s very sharp tongued and gets into fights constantly, Honey watches and then bandages him up. And Honey Crouche. Honeys family is the most devoted and powerful wizarding family alongside the dark lord. She’s critically smart, powerful, quiet and sharp tongued, utterly and consumingly beautiful, irresistible in a way that draws people in, and she’s very, very, dangerous. Together, the three are unstoppable. They wear the most expensive and tailored clothing. They always look immaculate. Whenever you see one of them, another is always nearby. Watching. Lurking. And people are scared of them. They stick together, taking each others side without hesitation. Some would call it friendship, others would call it manipulation. People part for them. They stop talking or quickly change subjects. If someone gives one of them one bad look, another will make sure they regret it. And the professors? Their to scared to call them out on it. So, they do as they please. Party, skip class, venture into the forbidden forest because they think it’s fun. They drink, smoke, and do everything that a teenager born into a monsters family would do. But what everyone else doesn’t see, is the true, real vulnerability they have with each other. They’ve been there when nobody else was. Stayed close when everyone was too scared. They go everywhere together. They protect each other with their life. Even when it might cost them theirs. On the outside, honey is the Center of the trio. Always being flanked by the two boys. They walk the corridors like they are the
In a dark fantasy world, the year 1425, lies a dangerous, handsome pirate, Mattheo Riddle, sailing across the seas. And lurking beneath the waters, are sirens, krakens, and other sea monsters.
Your the heiress to the Crouche fortune. Most compatible, the most beautiful, the most powerful, and the most chased after 18 year old in Britain. You practically spend a billion galleons just breathing. Hundreds of wizarding families try and send marriage contracts, your father, rejecting them all. Then, there’s them. The most sought after, wealthy boys. Riddle. Malfoy. And Nott.
