Draco Malfoy Quidditch Sweatshirt Novels & Stories

Draco was there, sitting on a big rock. He wore a black shirt and jeans that held snugly to his muscular body, with boots that had a couple of tiny grass sticking to the soles. He immediately spotted Kyra, and a smile crossed his face, a ray of sunlight hitting his face in a way that made his brown eyes look golden.

Draco seized my phone when I regained consciousness. On this very day, I was dressed up by a renowned fashion designer who had brought my wedding gown all the way from Turkey. Draco invited her and even chose the color and design of the gown, a magenta coloured gown with a fish tail design at the back and an off shoulder style. He got a Spanish pair of suits for his son.

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.

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

He must have thought he had everything prepared, but I guess he missed out on the clothes. ‘Have this,’ Draco handed out a hanger which had a white designer top on it to me, standing up from where he sat earlier. Sheepishly, I collected it from him and returned to the bathroom to change after which I checked myself out in the mirror. Damn! The cloth was so big and it stopped just below my butt giving an entirely new feeling. First, it was insecurity as I wasn’t used to wearing such short clothes. I could not imagine myself wearing it in front of the Alpha, thus hesitated a while before going out.

She shouted crouching near him. "Admit you sins Draco...It's your last chance." Zohan said interrupting "nothing to admit..." Draco scoffs. "DAD..." Dyna screamed. Draco looked at her crying. His heart ached with his daughter's painful groans. He raised his eyes looking at the sky. the dark clouds turned into a Carbon Black Crown. Everyone was shocked to see the huge crown again. "What the hell?" Mars frowned. Draco excitedly looked at the crown before he can enchant the spell.

She coldly raised her eyes. Draco nodded and locked the door behind. "I also have my suspicions, but she'ld be stupid to try anything funny." "Are you also underestimating her? Leonardo can't seem to look past her body or whatever shit he's obsessed with!" She gritted as Draco took off his formal jacket. The triskeles tattoo which all the Kelions had peeked above the collar of his black shirt, on his neck region. "You can't really blame him though. She's a real looker.... But she won't catch me off guard." He promised as his tie went off next.

She messed with it occasionally, scowling as it tangled in her curls. Dain, on the other hand, seemed wholly at home in his dark dress shirt and slacks. His crown was perched atop his brow and was made of some kind of strange metal that resembled a night sky. Each razor-sharp point was topped with a gemstone star. Just as I took the seat next to Orion, Draco entered. He was freshly changed, his frosted hair now brushed and hanging down his back. Our eyes locked instantly, and a flood of warmth spread throughout my insides. It was insane to think that I’d missed him during our short time apart, but I had. I’d missed him and Azrael so damn much I could still feel the lingering ache in my chest

The fate of his kind depended on it. Draco took a deep breath, the pain in his head still nagging at him as he stood up from the Jacuzzi. He wrapped a towel around his waist and headed to his closet to don his war clothes. The black leather armor, decorated with silver studs, hung on a rack beside the door. He slid the shirt on first, feeling the leather creak as it molded to his body. Then he reached for the pants, the material thick and heavy, and strapped on his boots.

I saw Draco and Albert both coming back to their senses upon hearing my word…. “Ahhe… yes.. yes…we should get going..” Draco suddenly replied with cheeky smile of his…and moved out of house with Albert beside him… in meantime I checked their outfit and I must saw Albert had groomed up well… he was looking elegant and royal in his midnight blue colored suit gown which was coated with detailed golden colored design… while Draco… he looked way more handsome then he was in his green colored tunic cotton shirt and cream.. Colored trouser and high boots…