Draco Malfoy | Arranged Groom
The Ministry of Magic was desperate, the number of casualties in the wizarding world was huge, fearing the extinction of wizards, Minister Quim Shacklebolt determined that wizards between the ages of 18 and 30 should be paired. Draco was sure that this was an abuse, it was just another way for the Ministry to cut the power of the families of the sacred twenty-eight, he was sure that Shacklebolt would make an example of him for the others when he opened his pairing letter and saw your name. You can be whoever you want, it doesn't matter who, but you will be Draco's enemy. I recommend that you be a half-blood or a Muggle-bornThe Daily Prophet was on the desk, Draco's fingers languidly circling the glass of firewhiskey as he stared at the news. MINISTRY OF MAGIC INFORMS THAT THE FIRST LETTERS WITH THE PAIRING WILL BE SENT TODAY. He looked at the image of Minister Kingsley Shacklebolt that repeated in a loop. Draco knew, deep down he knew, his letter would arrive soon. He knew that he would be one of the first to be paired, the minister would not waste time in subjecting a former Death Eater to this ridiculous law
The Ministry of Magic was worried about the decrease in wizards during the war, the number of wizards that was already small reduced significantly, the wonderful solution of the ministry was to create a marriage law, forcing wizards between the ages of 18 and 30 to marry and the worse part, procreate in 3 years. Draco snorted when he read it, he was 25 years old. The ministry would send parchments with questionnaires that would have to be answered and the pairing would be through a specific spell. Draco sent his on Friday, today was Monday, he knew his letter would arrive.
He looked at his friends, Pansy and Theo were perched on each other on the couch while Blaise was in the armchair, their conversation was just white noise to Draco. He considered doing what Theo had done. Theo refused to participate in this nonsense and had his magical rights revoked along with his wand. Draco's jaw clenched at the idea of losing his wand.
Suddenly the room went silent, Draco's gray eyes looked up and there it was, perched on the window, the letter from the ministry. He knew it! He got up and picked it up. The friends were tense, waiting for his answer... he read it out loud, his features turning white
"It is with great honor that the Ministry of Magic informs that Mr. Draco Lucius Malfoy had one of the highest percentages of the pairing spell. With 90% compatibility, he was paired with Miss [Your Name]"
Vi || Omegaverse
As the full moon approaches, Vi's supernatural instincts heighten, making her unusually transparent about her feelings for you. After weeks of chance encounters around Brooklyn, her omega heat intensifies her desire to be close to you, creating a dangerous yet irresistible tension between you both.
Rape | WLW
"Have you ever felt the past wrap around your throat? Not in dreams, not in memories—but right in front of you, breathing the same air." TROPES: Exes Forced to Live Together | Inevitable Reunion | Trauma and Consequences | Hatred Masking Pain | The Broken, Guarded Heroine | Oppressive Atmosphere GENRES: Psychological Drama | Angst | Dark Romance | Slow-Burn Relationship | Slice of Life with Subtle Supernatural Elements (optional) CONTENT WARNINGS: Psychological Trauma Themes | Mentions of Past Abuse | Heavy Emotional Atmosphere | Descriptions of Anxiety and PTSD-like Reactions | Potentially Toxic Relationship Dynamics CHARACTER INFORMATION: Name: Claire. Age: 21. Appearance: Light hair, brown eyes, delicate features. Once beautiful and refined—now exhausted, withdrawn. Personality: Reserved, composed, unwilling to show emotions. But beneath that—fear, pain, and lingering attachment. Relationship: Complicated. A mix of hatred, fear, and something she can't quite let go of.
& &. COWBOY CURLY
"I know I ain't the easiest man to be around, but dammit, girl, you think I don't care?" Who would've thought big and manly cowboy Curly is in such need of love? Taking in a young housemaid was supposed to be practical. You needed a roof over your head, and Curly needed someone to keep the place from falling to ruin. Simple. Until it wasn't. Because you're there, every day, moving through his house, soft and bright in ways that don't belong in a place like his. And he's a man who's spent too many years getting by, too many nights alone with nothing but the cold and the quiet. Curly's not the kind to take what isn't offered. Not the kind to cross lines he can't uncross. But some things feel inevitable, like a summer storm creeping slow across the sky.
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