Draco Malfoy Harry Novels & Stories

"We know, we're sorry and there's nothing we can do." Lara came to me crying and hugged me. The three of us hugged, I started crying too. It was like I had an ally with them. They wanted to help me but I didn't agree. This is our family's problem, and I need to fix it. And it will only be fixed if dad Ronaldo shows up. I was surprised that Hace was able to open the door led by Draco. Draco? By the way, they are friends. Why should I be surprised? Because we just met, I haven't seen him since I arrived at Hace's house. Draco just grinned at me and continued to enter. He put Hace on the couch, the latter laid down and Draco faced me.

Sabina giggled as she lowers herself down between my legs and starts licking me with her very wet tongue. Muriel was naked already, her half-burnt body was not actually as it seemed. She was actually half-dragon, and I truly sensed that as she let out a hissing sound and I felt her tail caressing my face. "Oh, my....ladies...mmphh...damn..." Muriel kissed me and pushed her tongue deeper, while her tail caresses me and her hands took my arms above my head. She told me to relax and said that they would take care of me.

Chapter 63 At the Kings official chamber, “Mom, tell me who is that?” came the impatient Lily’s voice. After receiving the water from the queen and gulping it down, Crysta looked at her daughter. “it’s the soul eater, Draco” she said as she inhaled sharply again. “Draco?” Lily asked her mom and as she repeated the name, Melinda trembled in Steve’s arms. Eric’s eyes landed on Steve and Melinda who stood at the corner of the room.

He was on his second cup and midway through his breakfast of eggs and bacon when Draco came in. "Good morning," Draco greeted, pouring a cup of coffee for himself too. Mitch grunted in response. "You're up early." He muttered. "I'm always up early," Draco retorted. He glanced at Mitch and then said, "Let me guess, with your crappy mood, casual clothes and scowl on your face... I take it that you are taking the children to school." Mitch grunted and nodded. "Better you than me," Draco chuckled, accepting the plate offered to him by one of the cooks.

She caught up to Draco, who was already at the door, indicating they should step out to talk. “Hey, Unc,” she called out. Draco had always felt like family to her, slightly younger than her father but just as battle-hardened. He gave her an apologetic hug as she approached. “I’m sorry I wasn’t around for the battle. I would have stopped him, you know I would have,” he said, his eyes glistening.

" Knock. Knock. " There seemed like someone was at the door. It was Draco. So I wasn't dead after all. Or was I? He didn't look anything like the Draco I had met. This one looked more like a God. His hair was all white. His eyes glowed. They were a shade of the sky above. He had some sort of an armour on him. No, wait. It was no armour, it looked more like silvery scales. " So you are finally up. Have you recovered well? "

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

he questioned. “Drugged and asleep! Dahlia wouldn’t let him leave the house. You need to go see him actually,” I told him. He nodded before he turned to the situation at hand. Unlike the witches, Draco only closed his eyes before the earth began to shake. No-one can help the fear they feel whenever they’re in his presence, but this was beyond scary. The skies clouded over and soon it looked like a storm was about to take over. Out of nowhere, Hayden’s pack appeared before us and they all looked very confused.

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?”

The idea of her knowing some of the personal things I've done or thought, made me blush a little. "What are you mind linking? Is it about my dad?" Draco snapped. I shot my head around with a hiss. He jumped back. "Fuck, you're a vampire too? What the hell are you?" He demanded an answer with a little more dominance in his voice than I cared for. I tilted my head to the side when I saw a flame flash in his dark brown eyes. "What?" Lorena asked me in concern, before pulling Draco's face towards her. "Crap. Draco, you're a Dragon!"