Draco Malfoy Books Novels & Stories

I tip-toe and take it out. I look around and finally settle down on a short ladder, which I hadn’t noticed before and open the book. I skim through and to my dismay, find nothing. “Not a single mention,” I mutter under my breath. I shouldn’t have expected to find much. I take a deep breath and begin to peruse again. All the books have little to no mention of mages. Not a lot of things have been written. ‘As if they will keep a record of a monster,’ Ruelle sneers suddenly, irked. I let out a heavy sigh.

Steven told her to look in the paid books as well if she saw any that interested her and since Carol had left her some money she nodded and decided to look without worrying about the money because Carol had told her that she would be able to resell her magic pills. She easily found the books she was looking for, there was one on all the level 1 magic herbs with sketches and their characteristics, another one that explained in detail every step of making magic pills and tips on how to avoid failing. There was another one that gave the formulas of all the level 1 magic pills and there were 20 of them, and finally she found one about the 8 flames and what a mage could expect to accomplish when

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.

A proof that she was raised well. When I had a chance to step foot in this place the last time, Dralia had not yet been accepted as the daughter of the prince of this kingdom that until this present time, it is Sir Dracu who ruled the entire kingdom firmly, and who was then the headmaster of Del Mundo Elementary School. That was the first time I saw him in person, but not as Dralia’s biological father. But instead as a principal of such a school.

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.

I add. The three of us sit there in silence for a while. I am not sure why they are here. I notice that Drake has a book with him. My eyes widen when I recognise it as one of their father’s yearbooks from high school. I jump up and run over to the side of my office, where there is a vast bookshelf. I like to read, but Salaria is an avid reader, and this was mainly put here for her. I start looking through the books until I find the one I am looking for. I pull it out and lay it down on the desk. “Sorry, I didn’t know that dad’s old high school yearbook would make you so crazy.” Drake comments.

"Because today Draco is going to spend the entire morning finding reasons to be wherever we are so he can watch you interact with me, and that will be distracting for both of us and enormously entertaining for me, and I intend to enjoy it before we get to work." I stared at her. "He thinks he's subtle," she said, serenely. "He has never been subtle. Not once in his entire life." I thought about Draco. About the careful distance and the controlled expression and the way he delivered enormous pieces of himself in very flat, plain sentences as though that made them smaller. "No," I agreed. "He really hasn't." Elara's smile widened. And then the library door opened, and Draco appeared in the doo

I look up into the milky white eyes of my best friend and say one word. “Dragon’s!” **Authors note** I hope you have enjoyed Book 2, the next book, will follow on from this from Monday the 15th of Dec. Book 3 follows the story of Princess Emerald and King Vulcan in The Dragon Kings Golden Obsession. Hope to see you all soon :) MM xx

"She's a Witch!" The moment the gem slipped from my grasp, a sudden void consumed me, the magic dissipating with my relinquished hold. Stepping back from the booth, a profound stillness cloaked me as I observed the crowd converging. Panic etched itself onto the faces of men, women, and children alike. The murmurs of discontent swelled into an angry chorus, echoing through the air. In the distance, the clamor of approaching soldiers added urgency to the unfolding scene. A ripple of anxiety coursed through me as I trembled, gazing one final time at the old woman. "You glowed," she whispered. A mirror hung on a twisted post, and my reflection revealed tendrils of cerulean sparks dancing on my i

Draco said coldly, his eyes steely. Nigel nodded obediently. “Yes, Sir.” “Go. Finish your other tasks,” Draco ordered, dismissing his assistant. “Excuse me, Sir.” Nigel bowed and left Draco’s study. Draco’s eyes narrowed, his anger simmering once more. He was furious with Delcy—the greedy, conniving woman—and with the servant who had dared to betray him. *** Luna woke up to find Draco gone from her side. On the nightstand, she saw toast and a cup of warm chocolate milk prepared by the maid. Her face fell slightly—she was disappointed to wake up without Draco there.