Draco Malfoy Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

On the day of the Dragon Bloodline Awakening at the Magic Academy, I became the laughingstock of the entire school. Lucia, the most popular girl in our year, awakened the rare Phantom Dragon, while my boyfriend, Miles, resonated with the noble Frost Dragon. As for me? My entire skin was covered in a thick layer of brown mud. I looked like a stray beggar. Pictures of my disastrous awakening were pinned to the top of the academy’s forum. The comment section was howling. "Covered in mud... definitely the lowest-tier Swamp Dragon!" "Oh my god, a Swamp Dragon Knight? Might as well be a normal person!" "Can she please wear a mask from now on? Just looking at her makes me want to throw up my dinner

He inched closer towards her, trapping her fully beneath him, his already throbbing arousal pressing into her thigh. "I ask again. Do you want to be fucked senseless Stace?" his face was just inches from hers. Her eyes clouded with fear and arousal, she was wise enough to be scared of him at that moment, because the things he was considering doing to her were borderline wicked. He grinned wickedly down at her. She had no fucking clue, she looked so innocent gazing up at him, her lush curls cascading around her face. He took a handful of it and brought it to his nose, the scent made him grow harder and bigger. He felt her knees buck underneath him. "Please" she begged "I'm sorry Draco. I had

he added with a grin, "I will be delving into some transformation spells today. It would be wise not to risk turning our beloved daughter into a fluffy rabbit, don't you think?" A burst of laughter erupted from my lips at the absurd yet endearing image painted by Draco's words. The thought of Zoey hopping around as a tiny rabbit brought a smile to my face. Draco's reasoning struck a chord, reminding me of the unpredictable nature of magic and the need for caution. "You have a point," I conceded, chuckling as I imagined Zoey's reaction to such a transformation. "I wouldn't want to spend the day chasing after a hopping baby rabbit." Draco's eyes sparkled with victory, and he wrapped his arms a

But, as quickly as it was there, it was gone. "Yes, princess, he loves you," Sólas spat out in disgust. "I knew the moment I heard it that the time was right to bring him to his knees. I will finally have the chance to crush the Golden Draygons once and for all." Hunger for conquest and pure blood lust flush his cheeks a tinge more blue than normal. His thick member bounced in excitement, and I had to turn away in absolute disgust before my stomach made good on its threat to revolt.

“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?”

Funny how she was a source of my torment but I'm here giggling about her secret unnoticed crush. Dalia spotted Caden in the distance, deep in conversation with Tyrion. They were standing close together, and Caden looked... different. Relaxed in a way I'd never seen before, like he'd dropped some mask he usually wore. It was so unlike the monster I knew that it was almost jarring. Dalia started moving toward them, but I caught her arm. "I don't think that's a good idea." "Why not?" she asked, but there was uncertainty in her voice.

The touch felt real and made his chest rippled. "Just a sweet dream," replied Albus with a relaxed smile. Draco touched his chest. There was a feeling of warmth and longing in his chest. He missed the girl. He wanted to meet the girl—what a strange dream. The dream was too real for Draco. However, maybe Albus was right. That girl might never have been around. The girl was probably Draco's imagination. Draco sighed. "Yes, too bad. Just a dream,” Draco replied with a sad smile. Draco secretly missed the girl. Nearly a hundred years passed.

It was almost refreshing. Since we didn't respond, the waitress assumed we were scared. "I told you you'd regret it. I didn't even want to call the manager, but you insisted." She then leaned against the man again. "Mr. Hayman, you're amazing." Draco narrowed his eyes in disgust. As everything played out, I found it strangely entertaining. "I choose option two. I told you, you'll regret this." Draco and I turned and walked out without a backward glance, leaving them behind to rage and shout threats in our wake.

Maliyah turns, letting herself fall back on the bed with me settling on top of her. “Maliyah, we mustn’t let this go to far. I promised to wait until you turned eighteen and your dragon recognizes me as your mate.” She pulls me down to kiss her again and moves my hand to grab her breast. Her nipple immediately hardens under my touch and it’s making me want more. She moans and bucks her hips at me, making me harden. She digs her nails into my back as I leave a trail of kisses down her neck towards her perking breasts.

A Long Time Ago. “Draco!” Ayri yelled Draco stopped and he was nothing like Felan was picturing. “Let me guess you were expecting a Dunce cap with a long gray beard.” Ayri said, judging the look on Felan’s face. Draco stood at least 6ft 5inches. Though he was over a hundred years old he looked no older than thirty. “Ayri! How is my favorite pain in the ass?” “Still mad at me, I see. I swear if I had known you were going to be there, I would have never pulled that prank.” “It took me two years to get that classroom back in order.” He replied.