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One-Shots:
Lay All Your Love On MeĀ (requested)
He held her hand, probably having noticed her buckling knees. āIām sorry about that, Y/L/Nā, He whispered softly, voice quivering. She returned the favour with a gentle clasp on his palm. He was warm. No not warm, burning.
Was it that hot a day? Orā¦
She slowly peered up at him and noticed how flushed his face was, and felt her own getting hot. Why did he have such an effect on her? She couldnāt even understand it herself.
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Y/N canāt understand her infatuation with Draco. (based on the song by ABBA)
THE QUIET*
Perhaps it had been true all along, that vulnerability was like holding your arm out on your own accord while it was permanently marked to show your allegiance. It was only regretful. For what reason would you bare your soul to someone? Why would you let down your guard? Was there anyone you could really even trust?
Draco didnāt know why. But inside, deep, deep inside him, he knew that there was still love for you in plenty. But he couldnāt acknowledge it. Not when he was so close..
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Draco doesn't know how to be vulnerable, but you prompt him to want to try. (based on the song by Troye Sivan)
ClichƩ (requested)
Malfoy clearly recognised this. And what used to be occasional shows of aggression turned into.. well.. an everyday thing. His two ārivalsā had gotten close and he was very, very annoyed. Very.
And time really did begin to fly. The long days you had turned into quick weeks and months and Harry defeated the āBasiliskā and saved Ronās sister and everything was alright. And you had good friends.
And an enemy. Ugh. ClichƩs are clichƩs for a reason, huh?
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Enemies to lovers. Need I say more?
Secrets and Snowflakes (written for the 2019 Secret Santa Fic Exchange)
You threw the ball of snow youād managed to make forward, but instead of hitting his chest, as youād wanted to, it hits his arm. In retrospect, this was probably more advisable. Draco jumped where he stood, letting out a squeal. āWhat the fuck?ā He shoved the parchment into his anorakās pocket haphazardly and looked down at you, eyebrows crinkled and forehead deeply furrowed. He brought his hand up and set it on the now wet part of his coat.
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Draco's a bit of a Scrooge and you want to teach him how snowball fights are far from kiddish.
Cakes, Candles and Camaraderie
He felt a sudden prodding at his shoulder and looked to his side and saw Theo digging into his skin. āChrist, mate, are you trying to poke a hole through my shirt? āS expensive.ā He sat up straight again and crossed his arms, while Theo just sighed. āYou seemed a little... out of it. Very vacant. Was testing to see if youād gone to sleep with your eyes wide like that.ā Draco rolled his eyes. āIām just fine. Kind of zoned out.ā Theo smirked oddly and Draco crinkled his nose in suspicion. āWhat is it?ā āI saw you staring at Y/N, with those... come hither eyes.ā
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Your birthday's coming up and you hate birthday parties. Draco wants to change that.
April Showers Bring May Flowers (requested)
And this time, somehow, heād convinced them to say yes. Theyād allowed him to stay at Hogwarts for that week off. Mother would send him treats, heād said. It would all be just lovely. Heād told his parents heād be absolutely safe. There wouldnāt be too many other interruptions around and theyād have loads of time to themselves. They definitely wouldnāt do anything they wouldnātāve approved of, or at least they wouldnāt let them catch wind of anything that they did do.
But if the plan was so airtight, why was Y/N sitting all by herself so pensively on this rainy morning?
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Draco's screwed up a little bit and realises it (almost) too late. Easter break is worse when you're all alone.
Inure (requested)
Again, Draco surprised her by (acting?) seeming interested in setting up their house, arranging their things and the furniture properly. Perhaps it was just so that they could forge a relationship together somehow. It was⦠not exactly nice in her books (it should be a pretty expected thing, in her opinion), but at least a tad considerate of him. Having grown up in a household where her father rarely assisted in anything related to the household outside of money, she had expected about as much from him. Sheād thought boys of her standing rarely differed from each other, at least in the āspoiledā aspect.Ā
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My take on an arranged marriage AU.
Happy Accident (requested)
āYou⦠spilt a partially complete Beautification Potion on yourself? Wow. I understand that it is in your wound but did you spill it anywhere else as well?ā āWell⦠it was quite hot and I spilt it on my arm so I probably gave myself a mild burn there too but no, I donāt think I spilt it anywhere else.ā āThat makes sense⦠I thought you might have spilled some on your face.ā
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Y/N was a clumsy Apothecary apprentice. Draco was a Healer specialising in potion injury. Can I make it any more obvious?
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Series:
Kill Or Be Killed (Complete)
Almost unpredictably, she looked up and flashed Ron a smile, whose ears immediately flushed pink. Sure enough, the signatures matched and he handed her her bag, after which, she soon stepped out. āWhat the hell was that, Ron?ā Ron just shook his head and looked over at her, before glancing back at the Employees Only room.
Y/N Y/L/N. He thought. How convenient. He looked over at the girl exiting, making a mental note. He quickly closed up the register and placed a āNext Counter Pleaseā sign for the next employee to take off. Ron had already cleaned up his area and had started heading back to the Employees Only room, probably to change.
Y/N. Draco finished up and put his hands in his pockets, heading back himself as he noticed a few other employees shuffling over. Physically, sheās an ordinary female, but mentally, just as spoilt and awful as Father.
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Lifeās done Draco a 180 and heās out for blood. Set in a non-magic modern AU.
Get A Grip (Complete) -Ā I IIĀ III
He waved over to Y/L/N and had her shift away, going up to the child himself. Of course.. he wasnāt exactly one to console others, so he leaned down and patted him on his back until he finally became calmer. As soon as the coast was clear, he helped the boy up and led him out the cellar. He took him through the back door into the gardens, reaching the edge of the fence. He told him the directions to the nearest safe town and reassured him of his fate. He was just about to push him through when he felt a hand firmly grab hold of the back of his shirt.
āWhat do you think youāre doing, boy?ā A rough, raspy voice called out, another hand gripping at his hair. Dolohov.. Dracoās back arched at this and his eyes began to water in pain.
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Draco gets caught betraying the Dark Lord during the Second Wizarding War and Y/N helps him feel better. Set in an AU where Malfoy makes a few different choices.
His Royal HighnessĀ (In Progress)
She parted her lips to speak but was dumbfounded, her eyes wide. What the hell was wrong with him? He couldnāt just.. ask her something like that out of nowhere.
āOh, come on, Iām not that atrocious. Besides.. donāt you want to be-ā
āYou canāt just.. spring this on me! This is a really important matter! I canāt possibly understand why youād ask me this so casually! Itās just.. so..ā She shook her head in frustration, blood rushing through her ears.
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Draco is a royal pain. And now Y/N has to experience it all first hand. Modern, non-magic, royal AU.
Currents (On Hiatus)
Destiny is but a dream. Your life is made up of choices, even ones you donāt take for yourself. Theyāre all irreversible. Set in stone forever. You are your decisions. You are what youāve done, even if you didnāt choose to. No matter what. But what if I told you it was possible to go back? What if I told you you could change every little thing you ever regretted? Would you go back? Or would you rather live with your mistakes?
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Set in an AU where Y/N and Draco are both Aurors and a certain crime results in a lot of unrepeatable events. Based on the album by Tame Impala.













