Draco Malfoy Imagines Novels & Stories

Eventually I'd pass out and stop breathing, which is what I wanted soon. "Draco have you been working out? Your techinque for torture and that wip is really top notch. It's giving me chills. I love it." I tried wriggling my eyebrows at him but had no idea if they were working or not. Draco had a creepy smile on his face and he leaned in closer. "Maybe I'll go back to earth and start asking your little bastard where her witchy mother is and I'll be sure to fuck her too."

"Vador is in danger,I can feel it,Teleport us back to the royal house" "Now I see how Jadis was able to make the illusion spell so strong,she trapped the souls of some half blooded vampires in a box. They're aiding the power" Alanis said as they got into the royal house. "Come on. I'll enter first,if I need help I'll shout" "Yes my queen," Lord jack replied. "No," Vador screamed in pain as Vandora poured more holy water on him.

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!"

People scream and scurry away in fear, they are right to fear me, I am too angry to show mercy right now. I remember reading a book when I was a girl, all about dragon lore and the special things they could do, so I lift my right paw and bite into my finger/toe to draw blood, then lower it to Drake. I let a few drops fall onto his chest and then one into his mouth, before sealing my wound and returning my attention to those around us. These tiny things are all my enemies they all are trying to take Drake away from me! “RAARR!! Grrrrr!!”

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.

Draco yells. "Me, what about me. I am just nothing. I am not unique in any way whatsoever," I say. Draco stomps his foot and has a tantrum. He throws his hands around like a child. Then looks at me and points both hands at me. "Yes, you are. I cannot believe you have not figured it out yet, Angela. You are special," Draco says to me.

It felt soothing, like he was telling me I'd do fine and it was all right. "I'll be here. I'll be here to always tell you what's real and what isn't, Maeve. You've beat these games before. You can do it again." I heard Lyra in my head encouraging me. Sometimes I think I'm crazy. I wonder if other people's wolves had names and if theirs seemed like a different entity from them. I cautiously asked Dalia and Nyla, but they looked at me like I was crazy. But I could hear Lyra... I could feel her. And thanks to the Mad Mage's incident, I now know what she looks like.

“Tell me what’s on your mind.” I hesitated. “What do you want from life, Draco?” His head tilted on the bed as he eyed me, then he looked up when he realized I was serious. He considered his answer. “Power,” he said first, “victory… always.” “And beyond that?” He paused. “For a long time, I’ve wanted nothing else. I had no other wants except war and conquest. In fact, I thought of nothing else.”

His skin was too pale for anyone's liking. I suddenly found myself thinking about Draco Malfoy, Ursula and Jack from Frozen. He wasn't like any of them but he really looked like some Ice prince who came out of a cartoon. It's only a moment later that I realized I was gawking at him while he too was staring back at me. I also felt many pairs of eyes on us from both sides of the corridor. “How dare you talk to me like that? It was you who bumped into me,” he said in a low voice, through gritted teeth. “Pick it up,” he said, pointing at the items lying on the floor.

King sneered. The moment Draco looked into King's eyes, he felt like his soul has been sucked out of his body. The only thing left was memories. Ones that he had buried deep inside of him... his won't nightmare. He was unaware that he was screaming, “No! Please, let me go!”