Draco Malfoy Quotes Novels & Stories

Draco didn't say anything, his face looking like a steamed bun. Emma muttered, "Wine can drown sorrows, but it can also drown the drinker. Draco should have some. Otherwise, you'll turn into an older man while still young. Growing up is truly terrifying!" She felt like the entire world was spinning around her. She struggled to open her eyes and saw Draco, his face as red as a tomato. She loosened her grip, turned around, and found a comfortable sleeping position. Draco looked at her sleeping face. Suddenly, he smiled, and in a soft voice, he said, "This is fine too. As long as she's happy, anything is fine."

“Are you nervous that Draco won’t like it when you make a mistake?” “A mistake? No… Draco is actually very attuned to my anxiety over events like this. He’s been very supportive. I’m nervous that I will embarrass you, and people will think you are associating yourself with someone like me, who doesn’t have manners. Or people to say I’m not good enough for Draco.” I didn’t know why it was so easy for me to just open up to her.

One by one, the brothers filed out of the room. As the door closed behind Daemon, I slowly turned my attention back to Draco. He was already watching me. Interesting... He can command an empire with a single word. But the moment one of his brothers gives me a little too much attention... he sends him away. For a man who insists this is merely about control... he's making it increasingly difficult to believe him. "What the fuck is that again?” Draco yelled at me.

He goes on, “if you are our friend and make our work here easy, we will be your friend but if you choose to be our enemy and make our work difficult, you will quickly learn why we have so few enemies, if any at all.” A hush falls over the hall at this threat-like statement of his until a male voice from somewhere in the crowd breaks it. “What? You’re gonna kill us just because we’re using drugs? Might as well just die from the overdose, at least that’ll be a fun death.” A light chuckle follows the statement from the voice who said it and echoes of laughter erupt from different ends of the auditorium but Raven’s attention is focused on Draco. He doesn’t seem amused nor offended by the remark,

Edrand pressed, hating that Draco wasn’t giving him the full details. The male was precisely feeling mixed emotions at the moment. Earlier he looked sullen, now he practically seemed on top of the world which was weird. Ignoring him, Draco continued his meaningless speech. “It was brief but it tasted like a field full of roses. Like a nectar, sweet and intoxicating. I could get drunk on it. Die on It. It could send me to seven hell and I wouldn’t bat an eye. I’d gladly fall. It was the most amazinggggggg….feeling…ever…” He slurred, giggling.

Miles stuck out his head and said boldly, "It's not all from you." Draco raised his jaw arrogantly. "If it weren't for my son, no matter how many great genes your mother has, how could they be passed on to you?" Cough! Cough! Uncle Ford coughed twice suddenly as if to remind Draco of something. He suddenly returned to his senses and glanced at Catelyn awkwardly. Draco cleared his throat and waved at Uncle Ford. "What a lovely painting. I love it! Please take the two young boys to choose a frame for it and hang it up in my study room."

“I’ve slaughtered thousands, can you tell what she looks like?” He growled and compelled his men holding him to calm down, trying to reach and bury me alive. To that sight, I didn’t stop and walked further to him. “Tell me. Maybe I can recognize how I killed her,” I enunciated. “I will kill you! I will kill you, devil!” “Calm down, Malfoy.” “Enough!” “Your wound is opening. Stop shouting!” I simply raised one side of my lips at him before I walk and let Edith drag me away from this Malfoy.

the other man let out a shriek. Draco, however, seemed fine despite the tough landing. He flipped over and got to his feet, his beady eyes glinting with malice as he glowered at Liam. "Ah, I have made the foolish mistake of underestimating you, you little twat! It's no wonder you had the guts to make such outrageous claims! It turns out you do have some tricks up your sleeve!" he said, sneering. He rubbed his chest, where it still throbbed from where Liam struck him, and said, "We'll see if you get lucky a second time, you twat!" With that, Draco channeled a powerful surge of energy—that of a two-star military king. He had learned his lesson and knew not to underestimate Liam this time. The

He was disinterested in going around in circles with Trent. Darco, who kept quiet behind Kaze, could not hold back his tongue anyway. He took a step forward and criticized, “You basically have one foot in the grave. Why are you still yapping here after you were proved wrong? “Age does not make you wiser at all. “If I were you, I would get home and pick a coffin to lie in instead of embarrassing myself here. “Get lost now while you still have a say in choosing a coffin.” Way back then, Kaze could not put up with the way Draco talked.

“You shouldn't be distracted boy, if you were on the battlefield, a little distraction can cost you your head.” “I feel trapped in this body,” Draco said, his voice filled with disdain. “Then maybe you should leave,” I replied getting up angrily. “Why were you suddenly distracted?” “Well, I was talking to you but your mind was filled with the lustful thoughts of fucking the queen in all ways possible,” he defended. “Don't act like you do not like it as much as I do,” I scoffed, turning to the man. “I was a little distracted.” “Our fantasy would only remember a fantasy if we die today,” Draco continued.