Draco Malfoy Outfits Novels & Stories

I kept my eyes pointed away from him the entire time but the sounds of him moving still reached me and made my stomach turn with fresh disgust and unwanted memories. We walked back to the dorm together in silence once more. The campus had more people out now and the sun was fully up. When we stepped inside our room Draco dropped his bag heavily on the floor near his bed and turned toward me. He reached out fast and grabbed the collar of my hoodie near my neck before I could step away. His fingers came dangerously close to the hidden bite mark. “Take that fucking hoodie off already,” he said, his voice low and demanding. “It is warm in here and you have been wearing it like armor since yester

His voice was a low, resonant rumble that seemed to vibrate against the very walls of the room. I spun around, my heart leaping into my throat. Draco didn't come from the bookshelf I had entered through. He emerged from a shadow near the weapon cabinet, his suit jacket discarded, his sleeves rolled up to reveal corded muscles mapped with faint, jagged scars. He looked like the devil himself, eyes dark and unreadable, cutting through the space between us with predatory grace. "Draco," I breathed, my lungs tight. I dropped the object back onto the velvet-lined tray, the clatter sounding like a gunshot in the confined space.

I only hoped nothing had changed. I got to the stairs and watched the scene unfold in the sitting room. My father stood in the sitting room with my mom beside him and some other friends. The convoy came to a halt. One by one, the bodyguards stepped into the house first. The entire mansion fell silent. Even Father straightened his suit. Then the rear door opened again… and Red Dragon stepped into the house with effortless confidence. He looked the same as fifteen years ago: grey hair, dark eyes, a chiseled jawline, and a tailored black tuxedo to complete the look.

The oldest of them bowed. “Your Majesty, we were assigned to help you bathe and prepare for the festival.” Draekon shook his head gently, somewhat thrown off by the casual display of nudity. On a normal day, he would have appreciated the sight. But not today. Not now, when the thought of a certain stubborn woman filled his mind. He was pathetic. “That won’t be necessary. I’ll take care of it myself.” They obeyed at once, leaving silently. After washing, Draekon put on the special clothes given to him. It was a long black coat with red designs that looked like flames. A dragon-shaped clasp held the collar in place.

Just an ordinary date. After admiring herself one last time again, she grabbed her silver purse and walked out. Meanwhile, Phoenix also got ready in his room. Already dressed up in his designer Gucci suit, and his hair styled perfectly, he looked more or less of a Demigod. Super handsome that no lady in her right senses would not get lost staring. As he fixed his tie, a knock came through his door and he knew exactly who that is. "Come in.." He said and Draco walked in.

Gina had a blue dress on like her hair the 3 troublemakers also approved of her look Azar and Kai had both black suits and black ties while Draco had a dark blue suit and tie to fit his mates blue dress Dereus put his hand on Celeas head " you look weird" Dereus was wearing a white suit the color she had told him to thru mid link to fit Kayas white dress. Ever since her power completely awakened at the war she could do things like mind link and a lot more " weird? how dare you?" asked Celea

Mrs Malfoy's gaze moved to the couch where she had dropped the folded dress. "Is there any thing else I can do for you, your majesty?" She asked. "Yes." "Okay." "Do you mind joining me for a picnic?" Mrs Malfoy requested. Emma was speechless. She did mind but she didn't have the perfect dress for it. "I do, but I can't hang out with her majesty like this." "Don't worry about the dress, I already have one for you." She said, stepping out of the bed. She went to her wardrobe, bringing out a folded gown sealed in a transparent nylon. The cloth looks new, pressed and well folded. "I bought you this."

Draco grabbed the things that came into his hand from his branded coats to shirts and gym wear. He stepped out of the walk-in closet to find her standing there smiling like a buffoon with her arms wide open. Instead of giving it to her, he threw them on the couch and the way she gazed at his clothes as if it was some sort of a meal made him restless. She was gaping at the clothes as if she would pounce on them any second and snatch their innocence if that even makes sense. The irony he could imagine a drool on the corner of her mouth by the look she had in her eyes.

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.

Or maybe I had a concoction. If not, why would I be wearing different clothes? A fancy red dress studded with diamond stones on the bodice. It hugged my figure so tightly that I struggled to breathe. I shifted from the window to a more comfortable position, still lost and confused, when my side bumped into someone. I froze. My head flipped sideways. And my heart lurched to my throat. Draco sat beside me. Dressed in an impeccably sharp suit. Eyes half-closed, the side of his face rested on his fisted knuckle, his elbow braced against the window.