Novel & Cerita Draco Malfoy Memes

My pulse fell out of rhyme as I awaited whatever he had to say. "You think you succ..eeded by killing my brother?!" Drake was shivering as tears surged out of his eyes. "Theodore Andrews, you will carry the corpse of your loved ones very soon. You will bleed on your knees hoping and desperately wishing they come back to life!" Drake cursed, his eyes shimmering with extreme misery. My body shivered as his words sank in me, but Theo only stared at him coldly, while rubbing his jawline with his right middle finger. The death of Draco was definitely a big storm Drake never foresaw. When I was growing up, I knew Draco was the hesitant one whenever they were to maltreat and bully me. Drake was alw

I retract my claw and slowly back away from him "Now answer my questions. Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you want from me?" I forcefully ask again, trying so hard to keep my anger in check. He collects the handkerchief his friend extends toward him. Taking his time, he carefully wipes the trail of blood away from his neck before pressing the handkerchief to the back of his head to stop the bleeding. "My name is Draco..." He says after he's done cleaning himself up. 'Draco!?... What the fuck kind of name is Draco? Draco means dragon or serpent. Who named their child that?...' I wonder to myself as he continues talking

Draco was not just consumed by resentment—he also possessed two rare Protection Shields. One came from himself, a defense born out of his past experiences, and the other was granted by a spirit who had sacrificed all their remaining fortune to create it for him. Aria hadn't noticed the shield before due to the presence of the Soul Suppression Plaque, but now she paused, observing the faint golden glow that emanated from his resentment. "Were you a soldier before?" she asked. Draco's eyes burned with fury. "So what if I was? They never treated us like humans. They deserve to die! All of them who bullied my daughter should die!" His anger boiled over as the Soul Suppression Plaque gleamed, fee

“They will die if that bubble breaks. They will fall into that inferno.” “Yes, but it won’t happen.” “You have a plan, then?” Cecilia asks. “Of course, you do. You always do.” “I don’t this time,” I am honest with her. “Xena, Xena, Xena. The name that has been on my lips for years,” Draco says before letting out his evil laughter. “Oh, it is just you, Draco. The one-legged witch. You must have PTSD. How is the wound?” “Shut up!”

“What do you mean? “You gave it to me yourself,” Malfoy chuckled. “You flashed the number at me remember?” Leaning back on his chair, there was a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. Sarah: “...” He actually managed to remember? She felt chills covering her body as she looked at the man in front of her. What was he? Some freak with photogenic memory? “You are not just some usual everyday callboy now, are you?” Sarah asked raising her eyebrows.

-M Draco’s expression changed instantly. His eyes flashed dangerously, his jaw clenched, and his hand tightened around his phone. He cursed silently. Draco wasn’t stupid. The initial ‘M’ told him exactly who had sent the message. Even though it was a new number, he knew who would dare send something like this. “Mireya,” Draco growled through clenched teeth. Rage boiled in his chest. She was back—and she knew exactly how to provoke him.

he added with a grin, "I will be delving into some transformation spells today. It would be wise not to risk turning our beloved daughter into a fluffy rabbit, don't you think?" A burst of laughter erupted from my lips at the absurd yet endearing image painted by Draco's words. The thought of Zoey hopping around as a tiny rabbit brought a smile to my face. Draco's reasoning struck a chord, reminding me of the unpredictable nature of magic and the need for caution. "You have a point," I conceded, chuckling as I imagined Zoey's reaction to such a transformation. "I wouldn't want to spend the day chasing after a hopping baby rabbit." Draco's eyes sparkled with victory, and he wrapped his arms a

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 simply took the glass with a smile and shook his head before going back to the bar and exchanging the wine glass for another whiskey on the rocks. “See those dudes in black? The ones pretending to be ‘the shit’ in the club and trying their best to impress those girls?” I pointed to the group in front of the bar up front as Draco nodded. “I bet they’re telling them right now that they know the owner…or that their dad is the owner.” “I’m no one’s father.” Draco scrunched up his nose distastefully. “Especially not someone who had a peacock blue Mohawk.” I laughed at his facial expression but just as we were about to turn around to go take our seats, one of the guys from the gang suddenly

On the day of the Dragon Bloodline Awakening at the Magic Academy, I became the laughingstock of the entire school. Lucia, the most popular girl in our year, awakened the rare Phantom Dragon, while my boyfriend, Miles, resonated with the noble Frost Dragon. As for me? My entire skin was covered in a thick layer of brown mud. I looked like a stray beggar. Pictures of my disastrous awakening were pinned to the top of the academy’s forum. The comment section was howling. "Covered in mud... definitely the lowest-tier Swamp Dragon!" "Oh my god, a Swamp Dragon Knight? Might as well be a normal person!" "Can she please wear a mask from now on? Just looking at her makes me want to throw up my dinner