Draco Malfoy Crying Novels & Stories

It was the 20th floor, with Fifth Street's traffic streaming far below. Marco burst into tears on the spot. He lunged forward, grabbed me, and pulled me onto the carpet. He kneeled on the spot and repeatedly slapped himself. "I won't say those horrible things anymore, Lina. I'll send Fiora away for good so that she'll never appear before you again." I gave in once I looked at Marco's bruised and swollen face. It seemed like things between us had returned to normal, with him treating me with even greater devotion and care.

Millie continues "take his money, take his job, take his happiness, take his soul. It still won't be enough to pay back what he did to you" Tears roll down her cheeks and her vision becomes clear again. She can't think of the last time she looked in a mirror and her face wasn't dripping in tears "There you go, crying again. Like you always are" "I'm not" she wipes her face "I'm not crying anymore" "Good" ~

Yet he wanted to handle the matter appropriately. He walked over to Edrand and pulled him through his waist until they both crashed over the couch. Draco turned Edrand until the male straddled his legs around him while sitting on his lap. He gently craned Edrand’s head and looked into his blemished face. He wiped his tears with his thumbs and grunted. “Do not cry over this, Ed,” Draco said but the male shook his head, refusing to accept that. “Just look at my face, my love! I look so ugly now!”

Draco screamed, his voice tinged with anger. Dale made another attempt to pull me, but Mr. Dale tried moving me out of the way. I accidentally fell to the ground, with the whole crowd watching. Anger and embarrassment washed over me as tears welled up in my eyes. I quickly picked myself up, desperate to escape the humiliating scene, and fled the hall. I burst into the hotel room, slamming the door behind me. Tears streamed down my face like a waterfall. Mr. Draco followed, his eyes filled with regret.

He was sweating heavily. Old Madam Atherton's hand on the cane trembled hard. She bit her lip and tried to hold back the tears, but they slid down her cheeks... "You're not dreaming, Draco, it's me. I'm back." She whispered as she caressed his face and chest. Draco was stunned. He stared at her with wide eyes. After making sure he wasn't dreaming, he smiled. "Syl, it's really you... I'm sorry. I failed you."

Ana mumbled almost breathless. "Mom!!" Draco shouted also, despite being all boastful about being a man he still couldn't withstand the pressure he was locked in. "Ooh, I'm sorry!!" Diana was pleaded and retracted them from her embrace. Her eyes poured out emotions and she couldn't even hide showing it at all. "Mom, why are you crying??" Ana asked, cocking her little head to the side worryingly. "Oooh," Diana gasped and quickly used her thumb to brush off the tears remnant on her cheek.

’ I thought to myself and turned to Draco with wide eyes however his eyes were fixed on Tara who was still crying…. ‘What on earth is this Dragon planning to do?’ I spoke in my mind when unexpectedly I heard Draco voice ‘You’ll see, just have some patience’

He never broke the gaze too, he kept staring at her sad weary face for what looks like forever,his heart which seems like it stopped beating for ages started thumping too as he slowly held her hand "Bluey" he smiled They both stood as if in a slow mo. "it hurts Draco.... He never understands" she cried and without thinking, she hugged him "it keeps hurting allover again "She cried harder Draco embraced her in a warm hug and she started new tears afresh "Stop crying" he said, patting her back "I can't, I really can't stop the tears " She said tearfully. Draco pulled away from the hug and watched her hiccups. He held her face tenderly and wipes her tears with his fingets. He stared directly in

The two dragon foreheads touched each other, and they hugged each other by tying their necks together. "I miss you so much, father!" Draco whispered in a dragon roar. Draco's eyes filled with tears, and he had tears in his eyes. Draco's tears fell and turned into crystals that rolled at Astrid's feet. The woman crouched down and picked up Draco's crystallized teardrops and stored them securely into her magic backpack. Radcliff was already crying out loud beside Astrid. Cassia was busy patting Radcliff's back to calm him down. Astrid was still crouched, crying. In her tears, she smiled at this beautiful sight.

I look into his eyes and see that they are still unmoving. "No, no, no. please no" I plead in a shout in the cave. I pull Draco's head into my lap as I try to staunch the bleeding while I scream with all my might. "Somebody please. Somebody please helps me. Oh god, please. Please help me" As hold the boy I love to my chest he is so still. His body is warm against me and as I hold the bottom of my dress to his head I feel that it has soaked through.