Draco Malfoy Funny Novels & Stories

“Are you nervous that Draco won’t like it when you make a mistake?” “A mistake? No… Draco is actually very attuned to my anxiety over events like this. He’s been very supportive. I’m nervous that I will embarrass you, and people will think you are associating yourself with someone like me, who doesn’t have manners. Or people to say I’m not good enough for Draco.” I didn’t know why it was so easy for me to just open up to her.

the other man let out a shriek. Draco, however, seemed fine despite the tough landing. He flipped over and got to his feet, his beady eyes glinting with malice as he glowered at Liam. "Ah, I have made the foolish mistake of underestimating you, you little twat! It's no wonder you had the guts to make such outrageous claims! It turns out you do have some tricks up your sleeve!" he said, sneering. He rubbed his chest, where it still throbbed from where Liam struck him, and said, "We'll see if you get lucky a second time, you twat!" With that, Draco channeled a powerful surge of energy—that of a two-star military king. He had learned his lesson and knew not to underestimate Liam this time. The

Both Sarah and Vincent turned to stare at him—Sarah in surprise, while Vincent looked annoyed. “This is a family matter,” Vincent growled angrily, reaching to grab Malfoy’s collar. “Mind your own business, mister.” Malfoy dodged to the side before he could grab him. A vein popped on his forehead in anger. This was the second time someone had tried to mess with him. Grabbing his collar?! He inwardly cursed as he slapped Vincent’s hand away. People were disrespecting him a lot these days. “You don’t recognize me, do you?” Malfoy asked Vincent, his lips curling up in an evil smile. He never really liked drama, but this one! He loved that he was a part of it.

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.

“Hey, Draco. Look, I know that you are angry about your leg. I am doctor, maybe I can get you a prosthesis or anything to make you walk easily.” I shake my head when I recognize Xylon’s tone. He is bringing up the leg on purpose. He is going to drive this witch crazy before all this is over. “I don’t need your help!” Draco’s reaction is proof that he hit a nerve. “Calm down, man. You look cray cray when you spit out lightings like that,” Xaden jumps in, amused. I really have daring sons. “Shut up!” Draco roars, sending his lighting everywhere.

The once-stiff posture had given way to something looser, easier. Draco chattered endlessly as he threw the ball toward Nico, who made exaggerated dives and dramatic misses just to make the boy laugh. “Uncle Nico! You’re terrible at catching!” Draco yelled between giggles. “I’m practicing my artistic falling!” Nico said, sprawling flat on the grass. Elena shook her head, laughing softly. “Artistic?” Lorenzo muttered beside her. “That man couldn’t be subtle if his life depended on it.” Draco’s laughter only grew louder, filling the air like sunlight spilling into every dark corner of the safe house.

"Well, I guess you don't have to worry about pain meds then…." "Draco, this is serious." "Never said it wasn't." "If you laugh, I swear, I'll tell Ma about the time you broke her vase and glued it back together." "Bitch ass, I was ten." "Doesn't matter; she still doesn't know." "Fine, I won't laugh, but what do you want me to do?" He started pacing back and forth again, giving me agita. "Talk to him." "Why don't you talk to him yourself?" Like, I don't know.

“Don’t tell me you’ve become fond of her already.” “She’s fun, Orion. You know how much I like fun. Besides, it’s not like you or Draco offer any sort of excitement or enjoyment. One of you can’t carry a conversation, and the other can’t be bothered to change his clothes, let alone sleep or bathe. Neither one of you have very good sense of humors.” Draco’s lips peeled back revealing sharpened teeth. Azrael grinned as he always did, ignoring the pointed glare I sent his way. Murdering our youngest brother was a thought I had often.

My energy boxes had successfully transferred some energy to my mother. "Melody..." Malfoy arrived in mother's room. His eyes scanned the room as he called out to me. I had only just stepped out to accompany Gio to the toilet. I took some time to check him out. Malfoy has grown so tall and huge, I could barely recognize him. If It wasn't for his hair that was the same as mine, I could have taken him for someone else. He was so handsome. "Malfoy," my voice came out as a whisper, but he heard. He turned and his mouth hung open as he looked at me.

Tyrian's POV: A few years back at the club: I'm angry as usual. Because someone decided to waste my whole day over nonsense that I don't care. I can't believe I flew all the from home for this. “ It's full of humans," Draco sneers. “ I don't like humans," he adds. Something he has told me a million times already. He says they smell funky, and their weakness makes him feel sick. Which I almost believe with how he gags around humans.