Romans & histoires Draco Malfoy Harry Potter

he said to Kaida, who nodded. "Yeah, I did. I owe you one," she told me. I smiled and shook my head. "Let's leave it at that. I'm cashing it out on you helping me bring Dalia along." At that point, a golden-haired man came striding across the grounds with the kind of confidence that demanded attention. He was dressed similarly to Riven in midnight blue with silver threading that caught the light. "That's Harrion, the prince's half-brother," I heard Kaida say

She had turned to the door when I did and had seen the movements at the door. “It’s Draco.” I widened my eyes at the note of finality in my voice and Millie stared at me, brows raised. The door opened, and Draco walked into the room in his full glory. He was wearing a sleek black shirt with dark green pants that clung to his broad chest and accented his narrow waistline. His blonde hair had increased in length, almost reaching his shoulders. He was my mate. My Draco. Once he appeared in the room, all I wanted was to run into his arms and stay there, taking in his scent through my nostrils.

Frejya’s POV “Don’t be mindful of him girl, Drogo and Rex are like two peas in a pond. You would think he is married to his dragon. My name is Adam” He stretched his hands to me. “Cousin to the prince. I am sure you already know his name. And you are?” The dragon prince's cousin said behind my ear as we watched Rex walk away from the rest of us. The way he walked oozed royalty, like the ground he walked was grateful.

She stomped away. I chugged the drink and placed down the glass with a thud. “Am I drunk or are you seeing what I’m seeing?” I narrowed my eyes at some man who was now harassing the green head. “That’s Malfoy.” Storm’s jaw ticked. “It’s him.” I clenched my hands. Does he even know what this place is? I doubted that. Junior would’ve gotten him the moment he was recognized.

“Of course not my King.” “Explain then why my dragon is feeling enamored of Miss Grey here, that something is shutting my dragon out, wanting to stay hidden.” “My King, my sister’s dragoness is naturally shy.” “Her what?” His rough voice echoed around the room as his eyes flashed yellow in disbelief. “My sister has merged with her dragoness.” “Impossible!” Sorin was playing his role excellently. “Scylla …” My voice was soft and coaxing. Scylla was a wild card in this whole plan because it would all go to shit if she lashed out at him.

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 looked at the man. “What?” Draco raised his brows. “Produce children like a dog, you're such a sick bastard!” he growled, looking away. King Draco had never been disrespected in that manner in his entire existence. Anger boiled in him, he looked at Draven who stood with an indifferent attitude. “You are a bastard!” then Draco threw him the puzzle box that he had already placed on the table side. Draven’s eyes moved to the puzzle box as it came in the air and almost immediately Draven looked at it, it froze and dangled in the air gently.

, making Alfred zip his mouth immediately. That is how Draco has always been. He never listens to anyone nor does he take opinions. He does only what benefits him and will never back down when he sets his mind on something. “That stubborn for nothing and proud airhead” Alfred grunted and Draco howled a thick “I can hear you, do you know that?” at which Alfred scoffed at, and stated “Do your worse” before sticking out his tongue. ****

I thought maybe something was wrong with the amulet, this explains it. “Draco was clear that we are to wait,” the stupid chief witch jumps in. I hate her. She terrorized me when I was a nobody here. “Draco is your leader now?” I ask, intentionally getting her in trouble. Draco is the most powerful wizard. He is the leader of the north hemisphere. Arrogant and pure evil. My master does not get along with him. “I…I…” she trembles when master shots her a deadly stare. “I will get everyone ready,” she adds and runs off. Pathetic coward.

Nigel offered. Draco fell silent, his eyes sharp as he heard the name. ‘Danny Fergie’—a name Draco never wanted to hear. A name that fueled a burning hatred within him. Hatred, vengeance, and anger all fused together. He remembered the painful events he could never forget. “Let the old man meet me. I want to know what he wants,” Draco replied, his tone barely containing his emotions. Nigel nodded respectfully. ***