Draco Malfoy 5th Year Novels & Stories

" Can I call you big uncle, please" Draco shook his head " You can call me second uncle, that's what my niece calls me" " Second uncle, thank you for saving me, thank you for saving us, please don't abandon me, you can employ me as a maid, I promise to work really hard" Draco shook his head and 57 burst into tears. " I can't employ you as a maid, you're too little, my niece is around your age and the two of you can be playmates until I track your family"

I gazed at the person who called my name and I was stunned when I saw him casually at the counter with a mug of butterbeer in hand, it was Draco. "Draco?" I uttered. He set down his drink and quickly walked over. His grin was as wide as ever even though his eyes had matured. He had always been organized, but now, there was something heavier about him. Responsibility, maybe. "I can't believe you're actually here, little girl,” he uttered while pulling me into a quick, friendly hug. "It's been, what... almost a year? You look different." I faintly laughed while pulling back. "Stop calling me little girl already, Draco. Anyway, different good or different bad?"

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.

He looked at the man. “What?” Draco raised his brows. “Produce children like a dog, you're such a sick bastard!” he growled, looking away. King Draco had never been disrespected in that manner in his entire existence. Anger boiled in him, he looked at Draven who stood with an indifferent attitude. “You are a bastard!” then Draco threw him the puzzle box that he had already placed on the table side. Draven’s eyes moved to the puzzle box as it came in the air and almost immediately Draven looked at it, it froze and dangled in the air gently.

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—

My energy boxes had successfully transferred some energy to my mother. "Melody..." Malfoy arrived in mother's room. His eyes scanned the room as he called out to me. I had only just stepped out to accompany Gio to the toilet. I took some time to check him out. Malfoy has grown so tall and huge, I could barely recognize him. If It wasn't for his hair that was the same as mine, I could have taken him for someone else. He was so handsome. "Malfoy," my voice came out as a whisper, but he heard. He turned and his mouth hung open as he looked at me.

Both Sarah and Vincent turned to stare at him—Sarah in surprise, while Vincent looked annoyed. “This is a family matter,” Vincent growled angrily, reaching to grab Malfoy’s collar. “Mind your own business, mister.” Malfoy dodged to the side before he could grab him. A vein popped on his forehead in anger. This was the second time someone had tried to mess with him. Grabbing his collar?! He inwardly cursed as he slapped Vincent’s hand away. People were disrespecting him a lot these days. “You don’t recognize me, do you?” Malfoy asked Vincent, his lips curling up in an evil smile. He never really liked drama, but this one! He loved that he was a part of it.

Draco’s voice rattled his bones, and he quivered. When Alfos didn’t respond, Draco hissed. He rubbed at the skin between his brows and sighed. “You know what? Set whatever trap you wish to set for her, but I assure you that female is only a human and nothing else. I hope she doesn’t die before I can breed her. The blood summit is just around the corner.” There was anger in his voice as he spoke, and immediately he was done vomiting all the words out, Draco whirled around and exited his chamber, leaving Alfos there as he slammed the door.

Ikaya passed her father a meaningful glare who nodded slightly before speaking, " How can you help us, Draco? Lucien already doesn't like you and there is no point of fighting as long as he is alive, you aren't allowed to ascend on the throne." Draco yawned lazily and crossed his legs together. His posture was nothing like gentle before. Instead an evil aura emitted from his body which was making them uncomfortable. It turned out to be Draco was a devil in saint disguise. Draco replied with a smile forming on his lips, " Everything is possible with the high house, Alpha Alchemis."