Draco Malfoy Second Year Novels & Stories

I was still so sensitive, and slick and aching despite how much I wanted to punch him in the throat. “Fine," I hissed. “But if you try anything…” “You'll sue me..I remember." He rolled his eyes, then stood up slowly, walking towards the door. He unlocked it without looking back at me, but I waited, hoping Draco would drag him out too. The second it opened, to my greatest surprise, Draco slipped inside like smoke, without even waiting for Marius to say a word. His shirt was already half unbottoned, sleeves rolled to his elbows and that signature lazy grin plastered across his face.

The woman's dropped jaw slowly pulled back together as she watched him limp down the hall until he reached the stairs. He sure looked defeated with every slow step he took. Draco hesitated by his door, swallowing the lump of pain lodged in his throat before opening his door. He closed the door quietly behind him and pinned his back on it, looking unseeingly all over his room. He remembered the first time she came into his chamber, all talkative and daring. That should be the best first-time meeting Draco had ever experienced in his life. While mourning his loss, he heard a sound coming from his

he added, shooting Draco a pointed look. Draco didn’t flinch. He just slid his hands into his pockets, a smirk still playing on his lips. “I hope to see you around.” I managed a shy wave before Greg dragged me toward the music building. My heart was still hammering as we hurried down the hall, though the excitement of my first day dimmed beneath something else—something sharper, deeper. I saw him throughout the day as we switched classes. Draco. Always surrounded by the popular crowd, moving through campus like he owned it. Women clung to his arms, laughter spilling around him. He was untouchable, magnetic.

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.

Both Sarah and Vincent turned to stare at him—Sarah in surprise, while Vincent looked annoyed. “This is a family matter,” Vincent growled angrily, reaching to grab Malfoy’s collar. “Mind your own business, mister.” Malfoy dodged to the side before he could grab him. A vein popped on his forehead in anger. This was the second time someone had tried to mess with him. Grabbing his collar?! He inwardly cursed as he slapped Vincent’s hand away. People were disrespecting him a lot these days. “You don’t recognize me, do you?” Malfoy asked Vincent, his lips curling up in an evil smile. He never really liked drama, but this one! He loved that he was a part of it.

Master sat comfortably on his plush chair in his chamber, sipping a cup of hot medical tea as he awaited the arrival of his Draco. The drama previously,hadn't given him any opportunity to talk with Draco after he came back. There were urgent matters that needed discussion.He wasn't feeling very well lately but that was not a matter of concern. Master smiled to himself as he remembered the many years he and Draco had shared in the past, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of nostalgia as he waited for Draco's arrival.

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

I said, my voice thin as I swallowed deeply, knowing damn well that I don't heal fast. "Yeah, but healing doesn't help much if you're dead, Maeve," Nyla said, grabbing my clothes and huddling closer. Around me I could see Dalia's eyes popping wide as she looked like she was regretting her decisions. Kaida's hold on her must be the only thing stopping her from bolting. The murmurs started as some students looked terrified out of their minds while others looked calm.

"In short words? Slytheryn and Gryffindor are always at each other's necks, Ravenclaw is 'too smart' to mix, Hufflepuff sticks to themselves. At least it was like that 20 year ago." The other Aurors agree with the Director. *sigh* "I think we will see an increase in inter-houses interactions from now on." Erik said after a sigh. He walks to the male dormitory's stairs and calls back. "Let's get going. We have multiple results here, Professor Snape, Aurors. Unspeakables, if you guys can lend us a hand to speed up the process." Erik climbs the stairs with the group, walks through the corridor and stops by a door with a plaque that reads '2nd Year' on it, waiting for the rest of the group to ar

Draco walks up to the podium, dressed in black denim pants and a black top with a black leather jacket over it, his eyes covered with dark shades, every step of his oozes dominance and commands attention. Raven loses track of his opening remark, admiring how tall, fine and gallant he is. In the years that have passed, whatever happened to him shaped him into a man far from the boy she knew. Draco was always a cute guy but now he’s drop dead hot and se—