Draco Malfoy Facts Novels & Stories

Draco, though he had a seemingly young look, is a 700 years old vampire and he had the foresight of a shaman. A soft creaking sound pulled me from my reverie as Draco began his daily rituals, his deep voice resonating with power as he immersed himself in his meditation and spells. This was my cue; the moment I had been patiently waiting for. With careful precision, I slipped out of bed, my movements quiet and calculated. I couldn't bear the thought of getting caught slipping away from the house. Draco would be wild with rage if he caught me.

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.

Ferdinand was dumbstruck, filling the silence with whatever words linked up on his tongue. “Sure.” Draco acknowledged his statement. “You look… powerful.” Ferdinand hadn’t seen the old dragon since the reign of the old tyrant king… no, a couple of years ago when he asked for the nails. Draco hadn’t aged a day, his skin covered in bright ink, his eyes liquid tar, his arrogant face. “You look so much like your father,” Draco noted. “The old tyranny who dares to injure my baby son.” He ground his teeth at the last sentence. “I hear they call you the Ambitious Emperor of The Unknown now.”

Physical Appearance: The Draco is a six-limbed reptilian super creature that is similar to the dragons in English myth. Compared to any creature on Earth whether it was in the dinosaur period or in the current time period, the Draco dwarfed most land animals. On its four legs, it stood at around 11 to 13 feet tall with a total length of 45 feet with its prehensile tail making it a grand total of 60 feet. On its back was a gargantuan wingspan of 55 feet capable of carrying its heavyweight, which clocks at a total of 12,000 kilograms.

Jergintarth howled in pain. “Scarlet, help me. Take this baby dragon to the healing lake. Put him in the lake. He can breathe underwater. I have to help Jer,” said Albus pleading. "Fine, Albus," said Scarlet as she pulled Draco's body. Even though he was still small, Draco's body was quite large and heavy for a human. "Edmund, help your mother. Carry baby Draco to the lake,” Albus ordered Edmund, who was only ten years old. Unlike his mother, because Edmund was a half-dragon human, his strength was far greater than most of an ordinary human. He grabbed Draco's baby dragon with ease and ran towards the lake. Scarlet ran behind him.

Arshild interrupted Draco’s train of thought. Draco was surprised himself too. He was an arrogant young dragon who quickly rose to the title of Emperor. He was the youngest but also the strongest. For him to care about others was quite unthinkable. Draco smiled. “After spending time from the moment the boy was born until now, I suppose I’ve grown attached to him. As if he was my own son.” “Well, he is your own descendant. Although I don't know how many generations your family has, he's the first that you’ve been together with, yeah?”

I rolled my eyes even though he can't see me. "You disappeared suddenly giving us no trace of yours and now you are asking me who remembers whom, huh?" I accused him of his negligence. Draco is Uncle John's third son and is a playboy too. He almost disappeared for two years saying he want to visit most of the countries. He didn't contact anyone until now. "Okay.... okay... I admit. The fault is all mines. I'm sorry. By the way, how is my niece?" He asked referring to Sweety.

Zohan responded "You...Cowards!" Draco grunts and shockingly looked at Henry and Richard. "Draco this is your end, devilish end!" Richard exclaimed "Dad...dad...No!" Dyna crouched near Draco, drenched in tears. "Dad..., please admit your sins, please let your soul to release peacefully," "what are you saying, Dyna?" Lucifer scowls. "Yes,... he is our dad... who destroyed many kingdoms, killed many innocent wizards and their families in his life."

“She sat up to see Draco sitting in a chair in the corner, his deep emerald eyes, roaming over her. Madchen looked down to see she was only in a t-shirt, and she panicked. “How, how?” “I changed you into that,” he walked over to her and knelt down by the bed. Madchen instinctively pulled the covers to her chin. Drago reached out to her, but she shied away from him.Undeterred, he sat on the bed with her,slowly reaching again, and caressing her face. “So, beautiful,” he whispered,”You passed out on the ride home, no doubt from all the yelling.You have never taken up for yourself, have you?”

She could see it in Draco’s resolute eyes, always trying to hide his pain. Draco took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. “Yes, Danny Fergie is my father. He left my mother for a prostitute. My mother loved him too much. She ended up taking her own life because she couldn’t bear to live without him. Ever since she left me, I swore I’d get revenge.”