Draco Malfoy 2nd Year Novels & Stories

After sleeping successfully in the previous classes, it was time for lunch. She jumped out of the class excitedly. She was starving and had a few pieces of bread that morning. She kept her hand on her stomach, wondering what she would eat when she felt her head hit something. Something hard. Slowly, she raised her head. "Oh, hi" she smiled nervously. "I'm so sorry about that. I wasn't looking" she explained, looking at his broad chest. He was taller than her so her head could only hit his chest. It was Draco and he was looking as pretty as ever. His porcelain-like skin shone brightly even in the corridor. His pink lips were so moist that Kyra could not help but imagine tasting it or at least

I wasn't sure about what he was plotting and I kept mute about Lucinda's disappearance because Layzal made a promise to keep her safe. "I'm not insane, madame. I am sure of what I heard." I responded quickly as I looked downward. One thing was certain and that was, she was never ever going to believe me, no matter what. Stefan Malfoy, o! that is totally unbelievable. He returned back to his position when Layzal returned to the underworld and ever since then, I have stumbled severally on Draco's discussion with madame. Elisabeta and one thing was certain, Draco had come to love Layzal so much.

Jem raises an eyebrow at me watching in the rear-view mirror. "Draco Malfoy is not just some guy." I snap at him my eyes still glued on the flurry creature wiggling in my lap. "No, he's a bully." Hunter drawls his gaze glued on the world outside the window. He's clearly pissed at me for running, but what did he expect. I've been clear that I have no intentions of staying in their house. It shouldn't really come as a surprise that when an opportunity to get out of there walked through the front door, I took it.He's the result of his surroundings and parents. Draco's the boy without a choice. Just because Harry's backstory is tragic and he came out the hero doesn't mean that others, like the c

he grumbled, and began walking away. Snapping out of my trance, I hastily adjusted my dress. The thought of fleeing this place forever crossed my mind, but it was a futile thought. Wherever I ran, Draco would find me. He was a feared mafia lord, reigning over this city. "Girl... Come here," Draco's sharp, cold command snapped me back to reality. When I looked up, I saw him fully dressed, exuding a dangerous aura. Despite his chilling demeanor, there was no denying his striking handsomeness. He appeared to be in his twenties, but such details hardly mattered. He was a ruthless mafia lord at such a young age.

"I have kids too. I am no longer the person I was 7 years ago. "I believe you," Draco said. "I will do as you say and find around for any strange sightings in Ontario." He walked to the door. "I do hope we don't go back to the way things were. I, as well as the subjects of the kingdom, prefer this new you." He closed the door gently as he walked out. Mitch groaned. How could a sudden mistake like this put him back?

Draco walks up to the podium, dressed in black denim pants and a black top with a black leather jacket over it, his eyes covered with dark shades, every step of his oozes dominance and commands attention. Raven loses track of his opening remark, admiring how tall, fine and gallant he is. In the years that have passed, whatever happened to him shaped him into a man far from the boy she knew. Draco was always a cute guy but now he’s drop dead hot and se—

I was still so sensitive, and slick and aching despite how much I wanted to punch him in the throat. “Fine," I hissed. “But if you try anything…” “You'll sue me..I remember." He rolled his eyes, then stood up slowly, walking towards the door. He unlocked it without looking back at me, but I waited, hoping Draco would drag him out too. The second it opened, to my greatest surprise, Draco slipped inside like smoke, without even waiting for Marius to say a word. His shirt was already half unbottoned, sleeves rolled to his elbows and that signature lazy grin plastered across his face.

Granny Atherton took a napkin and gracefully wiped the red wine stains on the corner of her mouth, then stared at Draco coldly. "Your grandson is turning twenty-eight this year, right?" Draco nodded excitedly as Granny Atherton was willing to speak to him. "Yes, he's about the same age as Edwin." However, Granny Atherton's next sentence instantly shattered Draco's mood.

Getting out of bed he walked over to them before hugging them both tightly in a bear hug making Finlay laugh and Fiona frown saying she can't breathe. "Dwarco said you were sick so he took care of you. I thanked him. But lwet me take care of you nwext time," Finlay said, holding her cheeks in his small chubby hands and making her look at him as he talked. She bobbed her head and Finn kissed her cheek with a smile as she kissed his cheek sneaking a glance at Draco who was smiling. Goofy. "Alright, get ready; you both. We need to meet our kingdom," Draco said and they both stared at him. He wore a bathrobe and a few minutes later the door opened and maids hurried in holding dresses and so many

I replied in serious voice Hearing my voice Draco kept staring at me for couple of second and then turned his head to look at Lieutenant Aldrich “You have to go with her; I can you to break this place…..” Draco said to him “What do you mean, what are you trying to say” I immediately questioned Draco who looked extremely pale and sick, however Draco ignored me and with great effort stood up on his place… his body shook and lost balance couple of times, I tried to help him by supporting his right arm but he withdraw his hand and lightly pushed me away.