Draco Malfoy Hermione Novels & Stories

The low murmur of conversation and clinking of glasses did nothing to settle the restless energy coiling in my muscles. I felt a light tap on my back as I turned to meet Dalia, who was dressed in a silk evening gown with her hair flowing in waves down her shoulders. "We are placed close to each other," she said, leading me to the front row tables as I saw my name on the seat and Tyrion's beside it. The sight of our names together on that little card made something possessive and unwanted unfurl in my chest. The table was a round table of six with me, Gretchen, and Kaida, and each of our selected partners. Gretchen was already seated with a boy I knew as Kai next to her. Kai wasn't one with m

Draco asked her to sit on the extra chair. She looked like Draco had asked her to eat poison. She hesitated and begged. " SIT, I SAID! " Draco's yell made her fall over eat. Draco turned to their game of chess and picked a piece of meat and started mincing. " Starting eating if you want to live. " Draco instructed her with his side eyes. She didn't need much coaxing as she seemed genuinely hungry. She gobbled down some meat and bread within the blink of an eyes.

She sat down beside him and gently asked, "Feeling better?" Draco's beautiful eyes, like cherry blossoms, held a hidden depth even when he wasn't smiling. His black hair spread out at this moment, a few strands sticking to his forehead. His expression was slightly panicked, and suddenly, he tightly embraced Emma's waist. In an instant, Emma felt a contradiction. The hand on her back trembled, yet its touch made her tense and slowly relax. She gently asked, sounding as soothing as possible, "What's wrong?" At this moment, a glimmer of light poured in through the window, touching Draco's exquisitely handsome face. His long eyelashes trembled, and droplets of tears formed like shattered gems. E

I love messing with anyone's patience and that's what I'm good at. I am now walking with a smile plastered on my face and it turned into a serious one when I reached the living room where my father and the alpha that my father is insisting me to marry, talking and laughing as if they were friends for years now. No one would've thought that their packs were actually each other's enemy. Pathetic. "Oh, here she is. Craige, meet my daughter, Hermione," my father immediately introduced me politely but I never let my face show any emotions. He was looking at me as if telling me to not do anything stupid. Well, what I'm going to do isn't stupid at all.

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.

"what's your point? Weren't you supposed to be leaving the country?" Draco: Correct, but first I wanted to drop off a present. "hear this, I have no time for your antics." Draco: Fine. And here I thought you'd rejoice knowing I possess every shred of data about Miley Hales and her endearing offspring, who oddly enough bear a striking resemblance to you... he blocked me from grabbing the documents, clearly wanting something, and it's not hard to guess what. Draco: Tell me, wasn't this the very lady who drugged you years ago?

she spats. I jerk back in my seat at her hateful tone. My eyes shimmer with tears at her quick dismissal of me. "I am not after your coin. I do not need it. I love Draco because of who he is not for what he can give me" I say with angry tears in my voice.

I asked her. She held the door open and said, “The couch, please.” Shehurried after them. “Carefully, please.” They placed Draco gently on the couch and stepped back. “You can go. Thank you,” I said to them. They bowed and marched out. “He has been under a lot of pressure lately," I said to Hilda as she walked in with a warm towel which she used to rub his face. “I know,” she replied, sitting down on the edge of the couch and placing Draco’s head on her lap. “He does not tell me much, but I could tell…”

RUN…’ my mind instantly reacted but I being master of a stupid person acted opposite and stood erected in my place With every passing second I kept hearing that same name getting closer to me… ‘MISHAAAAAaaaaaaaaa……………….’ It was utter dark inside, I wasn’t able to see anything yet my body was sending me waves and waves of something unnatural around me… I hastily turned my head to side but saw nothing, my mind was building up various thought when all of sudden my room door burst open and walked in “DRACO…..” I literally screamed on top of my lungs and saw Draco standing with a oil lamp in his hands… without having any second thought in my mind I instantly hugged him….

Jem raises an eyebrow at me watching in the rear-view mirror. "Draco Malfoy is not just some guy." I snap at him my eyes still glued on the flurry creature wiggling in my lap. "No, he's a bully." Hunter drawls his gaze glued on the world outside the window. He's clearly pissed at me for running, but what did he expect. I've been clear that I have no intentions of staying in their house. It shouldn't really come as a surprise that when an opportunity to get out of there walked through the front door, I took it.He's the result of his surroundings and parents. Draco's the boy without a choice. Just because Harry's backstory is tragic and he came out the hero doesn't mean that others, like the c