Draco Malfoy Imagines Novels & Stories

’ I thought to myself and turned to Draco with wide eyes however his eyes were fixed on Tara who was still crying…. ‘What on earth is this Dragon planning to do?’ I spoke in my mind when unexpectedly I heard Draco voice ‘You’ll see, just have some patience’

Stefan Malfoy's POV:: I was standing still, close to the window as I looked outside the building. I was so happy for everything going on currently. And today, happens to be the greatest of them all because finally I was with Lucinda Orlok, my childhood dream. She was still unconscious because Layzal [the djinn] had done a powerful enchantment on her which made it absolutely impossible for her to wake up anytime soon. I felt bad against it because i couldn't just wait to see her open her eyes and embrace my full glory. I have been on diet because I really wanted to appeal her the day she finally wakes up from her enchanted sleep.

Matthew was verbally talking to the Dragon in his mind. “Hm? Who are you talking to?” Chloe asked. “Just Drake.” Matthew answered. “Hueh?! Y-you mean Lord Draco?” Chloe seemed to be panicking. “Yeah, what is it?” “N-no! I-I mean, it’s…” Matthew scoffed. “Don’t worry. He’s not mad at you.” :Yes, I am mad at this boy: “Oh, come on. I can make my own decisions.” :You should be bathed in words of admiration and be feared by all. It’s a shame I can bask in glory anymore:

It has been weeks since then. I wipe the memory from my head with a shake of my head choosing to focus on the flames. I envision Draco as a young boy sitting there on the rug as I told him a story. Tears stream to my eyes while I smile slightly. It is a memory I have played many times after his death. His sweet laugh rings through my ears as I hear my name. I ignore the voice not wanting my memories interrupted. I drift with my er zi in the picture I made but am snapped out of my vision when someone taps my shoulder. I pay them no mind and stare into the fire knowing that they will leave.

I tried to explain. “Hmmph!” Molie looked away and Finn stuck out his tongue on her back. Why all of a sudden the two of them become so childish? I sighed a little. Asked her if she could transform into Lycan. Draco spoke to me in the back of my head. He looked rather calmer in his situation than us. Ever since my dream of Lilly that night, Draco didn’t say anything or cause a ruckus in my head. He seemed peaceful. However, I could still see the smirk on his face.

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.

A naive girl who pinned her hopes on the greater powers, a girl who was sorely disappointed by reality. The momentary tingle that I felt almost made me think that I was imagining it. That after being practically obsessed at perfecting or even trying to be a decent mage, one who could at least be called Luna Erica’s daughter, my brain was playing tricks but my eyes widened when I lifted my hand slightly and the water rose as if trying to touch my hand.

She never imagined her aunt would team up with someone from Draco’s home. Draco? Where was Draco? Did he know about this? So many questions raced through Luna’s mind. If Draco knew, he wouldn’t just stand by. Or… had Draco grown tired of her? Did he want to get rid of her? Suddenly, Luna’s eyes filled with tears at the thought that Draco might be done with her. She remembered his words—that he would throw her away if he ever got bored. She wanted to run as fast as she could, but in her condition, it was impossible.

For three full days, I was given no food or water as punishment from Draco. On the night of the marking ceremony, he finally pushed the door open, walked over, and crouched in front of me. After lifting a glass of water to my lips, he said, "Don't get mad, Lea. I locked you away only because I was terrified of losing you." He kissed my forehead and continued, "I'll make it up to you once I'm firmly in power. You've always been the only one in my heart." I looked up to meet his eyes. "I'm the one who should apologize, Draco. You've treated me so well, and I shouldn't have been so foolish to think about leaving you."