Draco Malfoy Sixth Year Novels & Stories

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.

Draco looked at the peach and lowered his head, a glint of light passing through his eyes before disappearing without a trace. He had learned from his mother that he had to endure it no matter what happened. Only then could he continue staying in the Seldom family. He picked up the smashed peach from the ground, and a cold smile appeared on Draco's lips. He seemed not to notice the dirt on the peach, wiping it with his hand and taking a bite. Everyone was shocked, including the Third Prince, Alpha Jeffn. He squinted his eyes again, wondering if this young boy was too young to realize he was being humiliated or if he was capable of enduring things that ordinary people couldn't.

Chapter 63 At the Kings official chamber, “Mom, tell me who is that?” came the impatient Lily’s voice. After receiving the water from the queen and gulping it down, Crysta looked at her daughter. “it’s the soul eater, Draco” she said as she inhaled sharply again. “Draco?” Lily asked her mom and as she repeated the name, Melinda trembled in Steve’s arms. Eric’s eyes landed on Steve and Melinda who stood at the corner of the room.

he grumbled, and began walking away. Snapping out of my trance, I hastily adjusted my dress. The thought of fleeing this place forever crossed my mind, but it was a futile thought. Wherever I ran, Draco would find me. He was a feared mafia lord, reigning over this city. "Girl... Come here," Draco's sharp, cold command snapped me back to reality. When I looked up, I saw him fully dressed, exuding a dangerous aura. Despite his chilling demeanor, there was no denying his striking handsomeness. He appeared to be in his twenties, but such details hardly mattered. He was a ruthless mafia lord at such a young age.

We all stood up to pay our respects. After some minutes of him speaking about how he couldn't be prouder and what we could expect at the Academy, the feast began. I had a few bites, but I was getting awfully bored. The food tasted like ash in my mouth, and every laugh from Tyrion's direction felt like nails on a chalkboard. I decided to retire early, plans I had to meet up secretly with Dalia seeming unimportant as I stood up to leave. "Tired already? Want to have a drink with me?"

I was so nervous since they didn't allow me to go up to my room and Lincoln stood behind me like he was trying to prevent me from escaping. My chest pounded hard as Draco walked three steps close to me, slowly with a thick smoke emanating from his nostrils and embracing my face. I coughed a bit and he suddenly cupped my jaw fiercely, I startled. "Do you really think you're so smart because you're quite young? Remember our agreement before I allowed you to resume school, right? So why the hell did classes end and you remained there, instead of alerting Lincoln and the driver, huh?" He angrily moved my jaw sideways, my face flinched as tears flowed down my cheeks.

"I took your demons," Draco said, "because you were my brother and I could not watch them take you." The room was absolutely silent. "I was twelve years old," Draco continued. His voice was still even but it had lost something the armour of it, maybe. "I didn't do it to be extraordinary. I did it because you were terrified and I was there and I couldn't.." he stopped. "I have never hated you. I have never, not once.." another stop. "I don't know how you've carried that for this long."

With that, Julius left his office and headed home. The next day everything was normal, those belonging to the Fallen clan who could go to school, of course to different classes, given their qualities only 2 were classmates of luck Poena and Lucy a dracaenae, the others were of different ages so Some stayed in high school (only 1), at the university they were 11, 4 harpies at 3 years of career, 2 henchmen at 2 years, 3 dracaenaes at 3 years of career, those who are missing are in the luck class.

He looked at the man. “What?” Draco raised his brows. “Produce children like a dog, you're such a sick bastard!” he growled, looking away. King Draco had never been disrespected in that manner in his entire existence. Anger boiled in him, he looked at Draven who stood with an indifferent attitude. “You are a bastard!” then Draco threw him the puzzle box that he had already placed on the table side. Draven’s eyes moved to the puzzle box as it came in the air and almost immediately Draven looked at it, it froze and dangled in the air gently.

Lucifer trying to save Draco by enchanting spells and raising his wands him but over and over, again to save Draco but all his efforts are in vain. Mars enchants a spell and raised his wands at burning Draco and the flames went off with his spell. Draco understood this is his end... end of his life...his evil deeds. He grunts in pain...gasping... Zohan, Richard, Henry, Lily and Dyna also appeared on the stage "Grandpa, Dyna...you betrayed us," Lucifer screamed putting burnt Draco on his laps. "No Lucifer...we didn't...this is the fruit of Draco's evil deed," Zohan responded