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your-nanas-house · 4 months

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Voldemort x malfoy reader where he’s in desperate need for an heir so he ‘does’ the reader over the large dining table with a lot of ‘yes my lord’

Love it, sorry if it took me so long 😭

Yes, my Lord

◇ Pairing: Lord Voldemort X Malfoy!Reader

◇ Warnings: age gap (both off age but it's a clear big age gap), smut, HEAVY DUB-CON, public sex, p in v, wet spell (dunno if it exists but I use it every time 😬), breeding kink, creampie... just Tom Riddle, the death eaters watch them

◇ Summary: The dark Lord was ready to have heirs.

◇ Note: Sorry for the mistakes and the English. The writing is pretty shitty, 'M so sorry and it's kind of dark.

Her eyes snapped up as soon as the dark lord pronounced her name in a strange tone, she wasn't exactly following the whole monologue that the now former Tom Riddle was gifting his followers. So she was oblivious at the topic connected to her name.

As she carefully scanned the room, her father, Lucius Malfoy, spoke with a worried expression on his face “B-But… my lord, she—” he tried, shutting his mouth as soon as the red eyes of the dark wizard glared slowly at him.

“I made my choice, Lucius… do you have anything to add?” He asked in a calm voice as he leaned closer, receiving just a head shake… the blonde man too scared to defend his own daughter in front of the older wizard.

When Voldemort called her name again, moving his slender fingers to indicate her to move closer.. she got up, her body shaking softly and sweating due to the fear and panic she was feeling at the worried expressions of her family.

She inhaled loudly as soon as the cold fingers of her lord brushed the side of her neck, traveling slowly down to her hips… making a grin appear on his face as her skin reacted with goosebump.

“Y/n, Y/n, Y/n… my poor little dove,” Tom cooed, moving his free hand in her hair before taking a firm grip and bending her down on the wooden table, a loud thud echoing in the room.

Every gaze was now staring at them, some were concerned, others worried and complacent… as Y/n's eyes started filling with tears, shutting tightly as the cold slender fingers lifted the skirt of her dress so that they could rest on her covered ass cheeks.

“My little dove, you know why I'm doing this, right?” Her lord cooed again, starting to knead her flesh harshly “I need a young cunt with a body that could carry strong heirs in it, hm” he continued while covering her now naked lower half with his cape, which swallowed the sinful act perfectly.

The death eaters had just a perfect view of the young witch’s face which showed clear fear and worry.

They could see Tom’s hand moving under the cape, silence except for noises of metal caused by his belt hitting the floor… sounds that made them stare more intently.

Some started to look away while others kept focusing on them, admiring how the older man leaned down to whisper in her ear something that remained between them before her front body hit the table harshly.

A loud whimper escaped her mouth as soon as she collided with the wooden surface, her hands grabbed into whatever she could reach as an uncomfortable whimper broke the silence.

A soft light of a spell appeared from under the fabric and little time after that her whole body jolted forward, her head hitting the table as well.

Given by the dark lord’s expression of pleasure and hers of pain the dark wizards knew that was happening.

His movements were clear and the noises loud, his thick long cock kept forcing her walls open, as he pulled almost completely out so that his tip was the only thing inside of her.

Soft whimpers kept leaving her pretty mouth, tears kept running down her face wetting her young skin as she took everything her idol was giving her.

“Take it” Voldemort hissed, holding her flat against the table while snapping his hips forward, his cock hitting her cervix in a painful but pleasurable way as hisses kept leaving his mouth.

The Parseltongue sent shivers down her spine, those hiss and smooth noises kept swirling in her head, making her wetter than usual and almost too submissive.

It was her first time, Tom knew it, and he was enjoying it way more than he should… his breath getting heavier and heavier as he moved faster and harder not really carrying to make her cum or her pleasure.

“Going to take my heir!” he hissed, his tongue daring out to lick the skin of her ear shell sinfully

“I’m gonna fill… you.. up” he added, speaking after each thrust, as he smirked evilly when her body started to shake due to the intense feelings.

Her mind was telling her how wrong the whole situation was while her body kept reacting positively— her voice even cracked softly due to his fast thrusts… making it get higher while she continued to repeat the same answer as a mantra.

The young woman's eyes rolled back as her lord cupped her breasts through the fabric of her dress, squeezing and kneading them roughly to continue the now pleasant assault.. now a bit sloppier since he was reaching his own peak.

Y/n was on the same path, and after a particularly hard thrust, her body spasmed and her jaw dropped open…. her walls clenched around his hard and veiny cock, allowing Tom to finally release inside of her. Thrusting his hips to get it deeper inside of her before slowly pulling out.

A soft sigh of satisfaction escaped his mouth, his slender hands moved under the cloak as well, assuring that his seed wouldn’t leave her body.

Both were still breathing heavily as the young witch took a couple of deep breaths, falling slowly down, her bare knees hitting the cold floor of her family Mansion.

“Lovely… You have such a wonderful and useful daughter, Lucius” The dark lord murmured in a mocking tone, petting softly her hair while staring deeply in her father’s eyes, who was still at the table

“Make sure she will be there next week, for the next… encounter” he ordered, taking a grip on her hair to move her head easily, so that her eyes could meet his piercing red ones “I will see you later, dove”.

His voice was smooth and tempting, a contrast to the rough actions that just happened… his caress feeling almost soft and loving even if his stare was just communicating pure possessiveness and domination.

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irinakulishart · 1 year

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Dark Mark

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ephemerasnape · 1 month

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Outlier Audios

Here are some short audios I've done with some well-beloved dark wizards from the Harry Potter universe... I've posted them all before but it was ages ago now.

They are not explicit but definitely suggestive.

Because you needed underhanded praise from these hot Slytherin bastards... 🥵

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incorrectbella · 3 months

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Lucius: I have a bad feeling about this... Bellatrix: What do you mean? Lucius: Don't you ever get that little voice in your head that tells you if you're going to get into trouble? Bellatrix: No? Rodolphus: That actually explains so much.

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capriddle · 6 days

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Bellamort supremacy 🥵🖤

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gulnarsultan · 1 year

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Voldemort has always been in love with the reader who is a Death Eater, but she had to marry Lucius Malfoy and ended up giving birth to his son Draco

Honestly, if Voldemort falls in love with the reader, he'll probably marry her. There must have been an important reason preventing her from getting married. Voldemort has always been tough on Lucius. He will look for reasons to get rid of it. Voldemort tries to humiliate and punish Lucius especially in front of the reader. Draco won't like it. For the reader, Dracoya endures and behaves well. It will ask the reader for an heir. Because of Lucius and because he needs an heir.

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snapesmorningcoffee · 2 months

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ Astrea Lucretia Malfoy ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

Please read my favorite fanfiction.

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smutwritersstuff · 11 months

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disclaimer! everyone in this series is of age and yes the cannon events are a tad bit off, I don't feel comfortable writing about such strong subjects with minors. thank you for understanding. this series DOES contain heavy themes of emotional abuse, mentioning of anxiety disorder, mentioning of eating disorders, drug use, and a bunch of other really heavy topics... please DO NOT read if sensitive to these issues.

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⤷ 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫

S1, E1: "Pretend you love me."

y/n comes home after spending the summer with her mom in France, away from her brothers but Voldemort has some news for her… whether she likes it or not.

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The daughter of Voldemort was finally coming home after 3 months away from home. She had stayed with her mom in France, exploring the country from deep cities to forests and greenery... of course, nothing lasts forever.

Here she is, sitting in the car that her father had ordered for her to pick her up from the airport, questioning "What if I hadn't come back?"

"Almost there, Ms. Y/N." The driver peaked in the rearview mirror, glancing at her numb expression.

She replied with a simple "Thank you."

It did feel nice to get away from magical London for a bit... but magical France? That was a dream. She'd give anything to go back right now, anything to not face her father.

When she first told her father about the plan to go stay with her mother all through the summer, he got angry. Of course, he was angry... his only daughter trying to broaden her horizons to see that this isn't the only life she could lead... harming muggle-borns, exterminating muggles?

When she was young, y/n definitely would've said "Yeah, muggles are terrible." but now that she grew up, and interacted with a few muggles, she understood that people shouldn't be judged based on their blood status. Of course, she'd never admit any of this... she couldn't defile the family name as "blood-traitors" when her father was the Dark Lord, and her brothers were next in line to take over the Death Eaters...

The car had pulled into the driveway of the house, and the driver set the car in park. "We're here, Ms. Y/N."

Again, a simple and concise "Thank you." escaped her lips as she had gotten out of the car.

“Ah! Y/N! Welcome home.” your oldest brother, Tom, came to greet you at the door. He must’ve seen the car pulling up in the driveway and rushed to get you. “How was your mom’s?”

“It was beautiful, really…” she replied, holding her arms out in a hug which he quickly reciprocated. “Where’s dad?”

“He’s with Tom, they went to talk to the Malfoys.” Mattheo said, dropping the hug. “Do you need help with your bags?”

The driver was unloading the trunk of the car, the suitcases were being pulled out… and then all of the feelings she tried to escape sunk back into her head and body.

“That’d be great, thank you.” she said, looking down at the graveled driveway and then up to the large, dark house.

“Go on up to your room, I’ll take care of it.”

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You turned on the light switch, only to find your room was exactly the same as you left it, ink and an unfinished letter sitting on your desk. The black bedsheets with matching pillows and blankets, along with a stuffed animal you had gotten at your first year at Hogwarts. The clothes that haven’t been traveled with still in your wardrobe. Your private bathroom still as glamorous as you had left it, the curtains were tied back with a silver rope.

You were back home and that meant only one thing… school was starting soon.

The feelings all set in again, the expectations that your father has of you is too much. He expects you to step up and lead the army of Death Eaters when he becomes unable to… meaning if the boy who lived defeated him… to be honest, that’s what you wanted. As cruel as it is to say, you wish Harry would’ve just killed him already… your life would be much easier.

Barely even an hour home and you already want to go back to France, you missed your mom. From everything you’ve heard about her from your father, you expected her to be a vile, evil, self centered woman with a wicked heart… but she was nothing like he described.

You closed your eyes and laid down on your bed, bundling yourself up in the comfort of your blankets that still had remnants of your perfume. Feeling like a hopeless child, you muffled your sobs into the plush fabric of the blankets, tears hitting your pillowcase.

The life you were born into has all been planned for you… no one had ever asked you what you wanted. You wanted to be different but now it seems like you’re stuck in this predicament… stuck in the hell that your father trapped you in and your brothers were stuck right there with you.

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grangertrash · 5 months

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haldirs-melda · 1 year

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Severus closed his eyes. ‘If life was about what we deserved, we both would be elsewhere.’

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fanfics4all · 2 years

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Whatever It Takes

Request: Yes / No Hello, is I’d like to request a Lord Voldemort X Reader One shot, where fem reader is malfoys sister, and he becomes infatuated with her. Please, and Thank you. @vincenzomalfoy

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Lord Voldemort x Fem!Malfoy!Reader

Word count: 902

Warnings: Voldemort being creepy as fuck!

Y/N: Your Name

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Lord Voldemort had returned and he was forcing my younger brother to kill the headmaster of Hogwarts. Our Mother had told me that she and Professor Snape made an unbreakable promise. He was to protect my brother and kill Dumbledore for him. My brother was not a weak person, but he also isn’t a killer. I hated the Dark Lord, but I would do whatever it takes to protect my family…

*Voldemort’s POV*

When I first saw her she was standing tall next to her younger brother. Her pale skin was glowing in the moonlight that was pooling through the windows, her half black half platinum blonde hair framed her face perfectly, the black skirt showed off her perfectly slender legs, the black blouce with the two top buttons undone showed off her breasts just enough to peak my interest.

“Lucious, who do we have here?” I asked, motioning towards the children.

“This is my eldest Y/N, My Lord.” He responded, the fear slightly peaking through in his voice.

“Y/N, what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” I said and she gave me a smile.

“Come here, girl.” I said, motioning towards me. She glanced at her parents, who gave her a encouraging nod. She walked up to me with her head held high, she didn’t show any fear. I looked her up and down and smirked.

“You are quite a good looking lady, you must have had all the boys falling at your feet when you were at school.” I said.

“I had some.” She responded.

“Are you still pure?” I asked and her eyes widened.

“My Lord, please, she’s-”

“Answer me, Y/N.” I ordered, cutting Narcissa off.

“Y-Yes…” She quietly answered.

“How lovely.” I smirked. I gripped her hand and pulled her towards me. I inhaled her sent and smiled. She smelt like vanilla and earthy tones, it was perfection.

“I believe I just found my Queen.” I said. I saw her family tense, but Y/N simply gulped.

*Y/N’s POV*

As soon as the Dark Lord left my Mother pulled me into her chest. I quietly sobbed into her shoulder. I felt my brother and Father’s eyes on me, but I didn’t care. The Dark Lord intended to have his way with me and have me rule by his side, but I didn’t want that!

“Have one of the elves bring up some tea.” My Mother said. She wrapped her arm around me and I kept my head down. I couldn’t let the other Death Eaters know I was crying. They couldn’t see me weak at any point.

“Cissy! I heard the Lord was here, what task did he give you all now?” Aunt Bellatrix asked.

“There was no task given, Bella, he was just wondering who Y/N was.” Mother explained. I felt her look at me, but I kept my head down still.

“Look at me dearie.” She said.

“She’s just overwhelmed from meeting the Dark Lord, Bella. She’s going up to rest and get a cuppa in her.” Mother said.

“Y/N, look at me.” Auntie said, not believing my Mother. I took a deep breath and looked up at my Aunt.

“You’ve been crying! Weakling!” She hissed, luckily not loud enough for any other Death Eaters to hear her.

“Bella! Leave her be! She’s overwhelmed!” My Mother hissed.

“She should be honored to have met him!” Auntie said with a huff.

“The Dark Lord has decided that she’s to be his Queen.” My Mother said and my Auntie’s eyes went wide and she glared at me.

“What does he see in her! She’s just-”

“Bella! That is my daughter!” My Mother glared and pulled me closer to her. My Auntie shut her mouth, but continued to glare at me.

“Speak bad about her again and I will not hesitate to tell the Dark Lord.” My Mother threatened and Auntie’s eyes went wide. My Mother quickly pulled me away and led me up to my room. I sat on my bed as my Mother closed the door and I started to cry once again.

“Oh, darling, come here.” She said and pulled me into a hug.

“We’ll get you away from him, make sure he can’t find you.” She said and I pulled away from her with wide eyes.

“No! He’ll probably torture you all to find me! You saw how he looked at me, it’s like he’s obsessed!” I said and she gently stroked my hair.

“I know, but I can’t just sit by and watch him do whatever he wants with my daughter!” She said.

“You have to, he’s already forcing Draco to do horrid things, who knows what he’ll do do if I refuse or someone keeps me from him.” I said and her eyes widened.

“Darling… Your Father and I can protect you…” She said and I shook my head.

“You can’t… I have to do this…” I said, letting more tears silently slip from my eyes.

“Y/N.. You-”

“No, I’ll do whatever I have to do to protect my family.” I said and she sighed. My Mother pulled me into her and gently stroked my hair.

“You and your brother are so much alike… Always willing to do whatever it takes…” She whispered and kissed the top of my head.

“I will protect our family… Whatever it takes…” I whispered and gripped my Mother tightly.

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hxuse-xf-black · 2 years

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Sirius, after making a terrible pun:

Bellatrix & Regulus when Narcissa catches them doing something they shouldn't:

Andromeda when Narcissa defects from the Death Eaters:

Regulus, finding out that Voldemort isn't just a murderer, he's also a house elf abuser:

Regulus:

Narcissa to Lucius:

Sirius, when Walburga's going on another one of her blood purity rants:

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leighbaylee · 7 days

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🖤 ₊˚⊹ — eldest daughter of the malfoy family (2)

parring ➵ draco malfoy x sibling f!reader

summary ➵ the beginning of the end, the initiation ceremony.

age of parring ➵ 16 - 18

warnings ➵ angst, mention of pain inflicting, broken families, flashbacks.

extra ➵ thanks to @cafekitsune for banners, extremely special thanks to @helendeath for supporting this story! mind you this chapter is long, you are responsible for your consumption. first chapter here.

before you knew it, the following school year was rapidly approaching. apparently it was the perfect time for him to conceive the dark mark.

for whatever reason for father, lucius, thought it was best for your younger brother to receive the dark mark. not thinking about the mental toll it will bring him.

the next moment, you were in draco’s room helping him get dressed and ready out the door. you weee buttoning his blazer and you then ran you hand though his hair, keeping it down. you then sigh.

❝ are you ready? ❞ you asked in a soft spoken voice, genuinely curious about his wellbeing.

❝ i-i guess, still unaware how the process will go. ❞

you then sat on his bed, patting his silk sheets to a spot next to you. he took the hint and approached you and took a seat.

❝ well whatever you feel uncomfortable, just reach out to me okay? ❞

he replied in a hum, he cleared his throat forgetting how observant his older sister was. like the both of you were in a in a pact and however he felt it will affect how you acted.

❝ how did you, yknow deal with the aftermath of embedding of the mark? ❞ draco asked hesitantly, wondering how you would answer his question.

you then stared off into space, all of the sudden the ceiling captivated your attention as you vividly remembered how it went down.

it happened in a different circumstance, but that you couldn’t remember why and when it happened. you wanted to spare yourself from revealing to much or it would most definitely get your brother more anxious then he already was.

you were also sixteen years old when your left forearm was tainted with the mark. the bubbling of a cauldron filling your mind also being the center of attention, plus witnesses taking your branding as amusing.

the pain was excruciating. it felt as if you were being held in the one of three unforgivable curses, the cruciatus curse.

the noises of your soft cries and the hot tears streaming down your cheeks fillings your memory as the dark lord announced your current loyalty to him to the rest of the death eaters.

the glittering green skull with a snake protruding from its mouth was now visible, you rubbed and pinched your skin as you were trying to rub fast drying ink off your skin.

how much you needed to see your baby brother in that very moment.

the final vision you saw was back at the manor, you were embraced by your father and you choked back sobs as he caressed your head. trying to comfort his eldest daughter, narcissa with tears welling in her eyes wiped tears away from your eyes.

draco was only fourteen when this all went down, of course he want present due to his young age. he wasn’t aware until much later that you had the mark.

how much you pushed him away from you, afraid of how would then perceive you. how much he wanted to be there for his big sister but it hurt him how painfully obvious you wanted nothing to do with him until these uncontrollable feelings subsided.

as you told him everything he wanted to hear, you noticed how much facial changes he made. slowly and slowly worsening his mood as he took in how he sister handled that all on your own.

not even able to take a full breath in and out, you embraced him as tightly as you physically could. sniffing being heard as mumbled, because you laid your face into his neck.

❝ i-i just want you to know i will be always be here for you, im so worried for you draco! ❞

draco eyebrows furrowed, responding in a hug back is his breathing struggled hearing you be in undeniable pain hurtes him because what you faced will happen to him next.

just without emotional support from him, which filled him with guilt although it was never his fault. he was just to young and still naive.

❝ i hate for you to go through this alone and just knowing i can be present makes me so relieved you have absolutely no idea! ❞ you hiccuped, whimpering.

you let yourself from a hug you know he needed. both of hands grabbing his face and making eye contact with him. his eyebrows furrowed, in a frown as he desperately tried to blink his tears away.

your fresh manicured fingers in a gentle manner rubbed his eyelids, you then kissed his temple as you always did. it was evident that it worked.

you pressed your forehead together looking at each other in a platonically loving way. reminding you of back when the both of you were kids.

the malfoy family, besides lucius, were now present in knockturn alley. where draco’s death eater initiation ceremony will take place.

as evident as it was, knockturn ally wasn’t the same as before. previously full of life, color, & and people of every blood status, it was now dark, gloomy, and isolated. reminding you of malfoy manor in a way.

how you wished to be home at this very moment, knowing you needed to prepare for the worst.

dressed formally, hair laid down held up in a ribbon. you made sure that your robes covered the dark mark. people were still around and you needed to have social awareness.

you and draco, in a quick pace, followed narcissa. stealing rapid glances around it seemed to be clear, you continued followed your mother and swiftly grabbed draco’s hand as the closer you got to the location he almost stayed put.

as if he even had a choice. it pierced you but it was the truth no matter what. little did the both of you know, harry potter, hermione granger, and ron weasley were watching you from a distance.

❝ harry, is it me or do draco, his elder sister, and mummy look like three people who don’t wanna be followed? ❞ ron asked as he observed with harry, which led with hermione whipping her head around.

then there you guys were, as mentioned previously, narcissa entering into a alleyway. and the sight of you and draco holding hands and following right away.

the golden trip exited, staying in a logical gap between the malfoy’s. awaiting for what revelation was about to arise.

the long alleyway lead to a staircase leading down, letting go of draco’s hand and lifting your dress just a few inches of the ground to prevent any tripping.

the next turn lead to the site of where the initiation would take place. borgin and burkes. you and narcissa entered simultaneously while draco stayed out, he makes eye contact with you as you held the door open for him. the ceremony would begin shortly.

the both of you were being lead to another room where the vanishing cabinet was stored. as that was happening, the trio went onto the roof as quietly and sneakily as the possibly could.

harry then observed through a window how close you and draco were than he initially imagined. the noticed the small detail of the matching stacking ring on the same finger. he thought it was a soft touch but let those thoughts subside.

you and draco ran your hands over every corner and crevice of the vanishing cabinet and exchanged in small talk in form whispers before narcissa and distracted draco by planting a kiss on her only son’s cheek, while you looked at other items the antiquarian held.

then the reason why you were held up here commenced.

a group of voldemort-sympathisers, including bellatrix lestrange and fenrir greyback encircled an old cauldron containing a bright green potion and, in the centre of the circle stood draco.

as draco extended his left arm, the potion in the cauldron exploded with light and, quickly, the group dispersed.

୨⎯ 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐡 ⎯୧

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ja-mi-sa · 8 months

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Tom/Draco

This summer I read a lot of Tom/Draco fanfiction. I now consider them the best HP pair. Help T~T. I'm too obsessed with them.

By the way, this artist is underrated in my opinion. @meerajebt -twitter

P.s. Please send me fanfics about this couple. I already read everything that happened with them on ao3

#draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy #tom riddle #voldemort #lord voldemort #tom x draco #Tomaco #voldra #hp #hp fandom #harry potter

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falkendreamsxxx · 2 months

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Do you ever think about how terrible Malfoy Manor was for Draco while Voldemort lived there?

“Windows.

The windows of my family's home had once been my favorite aspect of the architecture. Despite the dark walls, Gothic moldings, and ominous faces of Malfoys long since dead...the windows had been the Manor's saving grace, letting light shine in. It had been said by many that there were more windows than wall, more glass than stone, and I'd taken pride in that. The way the sun illuminated every room made up for the eerie shadows cast by clouds on stormy days.

At least, it used to.

Now, it was darkness. Always.

Despair and dread seeped from the walls as long black curtains blocked out any trace of natural light, as was the Dark Lord's preference, of course.

If there were shadows, they could barely be seen as one walked from room to room, as if night had taken over. Not even my bedroom was safe. What was once my sanctuary was becoming a dungeon, as the blackout curtains turned my canopy bed into a cell. Gone was the beauty that came with having arguably the best view of the entire estate.

From the east wing of the fourth floor, I had once been able to see the sunrise over it all: the maze, the gardens, the pond, the orchard, the vineyard, the stables, and countless trails leading into the surrounding forest... How cocky I'd been to think I'd be able to keep such a pleasant view; how idiotic I'd been to believe I'd be able to maintain any sort of pleasantry while living with and serving the Dark Lord. This was his home now. His fortress.

Like a fool, I escaped the confines of my room, traveled through the dark halls, down the stairs, and out the back doors...desperate to find peace in the daylight. Instead, I was greeted by a sun so obstructed that it could hardly be considered day. I'd been stupid to think the horror that came with the Dark Lord's presence was restricted to the interior.

Determined to make my escapade worthwhile, I walked between the excessively tall hedges that divided each section of the estate towards the stables. Stepping through the rose garden and around the pond, I knew something was off. Something was missing. Pressing forward, I walked past the herb garden and the maze across the pasture, with a great unease building in the pit of my stomach. Upon entering the stables, I knew.

Noise, that's what was missing. Movement, there had been none. I had not seen a single creature.

Gone were the peacocks that loved to wander through the rose beds; absent were the swans from the pond, and empty were the stalls of the stable that had once been filled with thoroughbreds. I didn't need to walk to the small owlery on the west end to know that it would also be devoid of life.

My thoughts of finding refuge among the Manor's various creatures were futile, and dead were my beloved pets; murdered by the Dark Lord's hand, I had no doubt.

Withdrawing beneath my walls and burying my sorrows, I looked up across it all, finding the windows of my bedroom. I thanked Salazar for one thing.

I had not been able to see through the windows.”

Light & Dark on AO3 and FFN

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aesthetic--mood · 1 year

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Lucius Malfoy Aesthetic

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