Draco Malfoy Dad Novels & Stories

Draco replied with a deem voice shockingly everyone, his eyes had the same color as before, and everything Around and about him turned normal except for thr fact that he was still holding unto his dad. "Then why did you–" "Well, I needed to do it. My dad was entirely real from fighting this demon for a long while and even wanted to continue. If I had persuaded him not to he wouldn't so that's why I decided to make him pass out" Draco but him off. "so all this while you weren't under his control," Lucas asked, startled. "Well yes, of course, you think I will fall for that demonic trick? Hahaha, hey beta Moses, come take my dad back to thr fortress" Droca laughed and ordered.

Emily said. "So soon?" He asked. "Yes. Do you wanna see it?" She asked. "Yeah." He said. Emily ran back to the room to get her drawing. Drago stood beside his father, smiling. "He looks just like you." Emma smirked. "What's your name, son?" "My name is Drago Malfoy." He responded. "I gave him the name to always remember you." "And that of Emily?" He asked. "Cos it's sounding more like Emma." "Just to keep reminding me of the two of us." She said with a shrug.

Then there’s Nate fucking Woodwards. Jesus Christ, I never liked his family. His father was a well-known billionaire who acted like a fucking royalty, treating others like crap and only respecting those who matched his power and wealth. No matter how much he preached about true love and humbleness, he was a fucking bastard. The best way to describe him comically will be by calling him Draco Malfoy’s father from Harry Potter. They always boasted about their so-called family bloodline and whatnots. Truth be told, it was quite annoying.