Draco Malfoy In Modern Clothes Novels & Stories

She opened her long braid and her hair had beautiful long curls and she let her hair loose at the back. She stepped out only to pause when her eyes fell on Draco who was dressed in a crisp white button-down and black slacks with his hair gelled back. He looked so handsome but when her eyes met his she gulped. He was mad and his jaw clenched when his eyes raked over her, she didn't get ready. Finn and Gena who were on the couch gaped at Draco silently because he had burst open the door before barging in like a fuming beast.

Draco ordered making you think he was shivering. I raised my eyebrows when I looked at it. Is this serious? What does this have to do with training? But I thought he was talking to me, but he was looking at Reed. I saw how his jaws clenched but Reed and Ryujin exchanged without complaint. Ryujin just shook his head and we didn't dare to talk because Draco might start acting weird again what would he think? But suddenly I looked at the whole thing. He is wearing all black. From pants to a body-fit shirt that screams muscles and his combat boots and brushed-up hair, he is also wearing an aviator and has a dog tag. It also has a military watch. He's handsome in what he's wearing, but I just cri

His fingers tightened over mine, but he didn’t let go. Bright clusters of stars were winking into existence across the blackened sky as we returned to the Inn. Draco greeted us, though something seemed a bit off. His snowy hair was tied back, revealing a freshly shaven face. Not only that, but he’d changed clothes. The silken shirt he wore was undone at the top, the strings hanging down his broad chest. I slipped in the bath to clean off from today’s adventure and found a silky sleep set waiting for me on the bed. Just as I secured the powder blue pants around my waist, Draco entered the bedroom.

I gazed at the person who called my name and I was stunned when I saw him casually at the counter with a mug of butterbeer in hand, it was Draco. "Draco?" I uttered. He set down his drink and quickly walked over. His grin was as wide as ever even though his eyes had matured. He had always been organized, but now, there was something heavier about him. Responsibility, maybe. "I can't believe you're actually here, little girl,” he uttered while pulling me into a quick, friendly hug. "It's been, what... almost a year? You look different." I faintly laughed while pulling back. "Stop calling me little girl already, Draco. Anyway, different good or different bad?"

He wondered if Draco would honor his invitation. He pranced the length of his room, biting his fingers. A sigh of relief escaped him when a knock sounded in the room, and Edrand answered it. His eyes glinted with a smile upon settling on Draco, who loomed over his door like a god. "My lord," he opened the door wide, and Draco stepped in. The lord was fully dressed in his usual attire, but this time, his hair was tied in a bun at the nape of his neck. Snidely, Edrand left the door ajar, knowing the female would come, and then he ventured close to the lord. Lifting his hand, he traced it over Draco's broad shoulder, arousing chills on Draco's body.

We looked at him in wonder. "What?" He asked, as he noticed us looking at him. “I need to save these clothes, my babe just bought this for me. I can't let this get wet, I have to wear it again tomorrow." he looked for a cover in his pink shirt , I shook my head and looked at my companions. We were thinking the same thing, Draco answered him. "Bud, you do know what's written in your shirt." “Yeah, yeah. Don't mind me, I can be whatever she likes if that takes her not leaving me again." I sighed and patted Draco's shoulder and asked him to answer again.

Uncle Ford was wearing a suit and leather shoes, which made him look stately. "The driver said he will be there soon. Master, it's windy here. Let's go in." Draco adjusted his hem and neckline. "Is it okay for me to wear it like this?" "You look fantastic, Master! You're still as handsome and handsome as always. I don't know how many little girls have been fascinated..." Draco beamed as he entered the banquet hall with Uncle Ford's assistance.

“Its fine though, i know i may not have that thing that Malcolm has but he’s on his way and would be here any mome-” Lucas didnt get to finish as Malcolm round up the corner in a neat white dress shirt tucked into the dark blue pants he had on. His hair was neatly styled to the side and his eyes were covered by tinted glasses which made him look like a professor, a really hot professor. “What are you guys doing here?” I said hiding the strain in my voice as i turned my attention back to Lucas.

He felt the lock of the house but it was still firmly bolted. We unlocked the door and walked inside. As soon as we all went in, we stopped dead in our tracks. On the sofa, sat a handsome figure, with dark hair and red pupils. He looked extremely attractive with his evil aura. I felt drawn to him but Logan held on to my arm and kept me defensively at his side. He wore a clean black suit and had a smile on his face. “Hello Draco. It’s been a long time…”

His voice was soothing and calm just like she remembered. " Hi... ". She replied, leaving an opening for his name. " Draco, My name's Draco " he replied. " You look so good ". He was still checking her out, made no attempt to hide it. Her hands flew instinctively to her jacket, she was naked underneath with the exception of her bra. She suddenly felt naked, half of her jacket buttons were undone and she knew he was staring openly at her boobs. She was blushing, hard. He just kept on gaping at her, like she was some sort of puzzle he wanted to decipher.