Draco Malfoy Smirk Novels & Stories

Draco groaned in pain as he tried to get up with a flushed face, embarrassed by being defeated by a skinny girl who didn't seem very well trained in magic? A grin spread across Astrid's face. She started laughing so hard that her body was shaking. Clutching her stomach with a smug grin and a mocking smile, Astrid sneered at Draco. “Are you sure you are a dragon? You can't even kill a fragile girl like me,” sneered Astrid with satisfaction. “You witch! You are playing with me, human!” Draco hissed angrily with a very sharp gaze.

He glares at her with a deadly look in his eyes, his hold so strong it is almost crushing her wrist, causing her pain but it’s Draco’s indifference that hurts the most. “Oh c’mon Mouse, let the little bird come to play,” the other guy at the table smirks at her, talking to the big guy, his eyes having two different colours of red and green, his hair, a white mohawk. He flicks out a fancy pen knife and stirs the contents of his glass with it before licking the sharp edge and smiling at Raven with his blood coated teeth. “What is this Draco, how are you alive? Who are these people?”

“Fina Mhmm chocoate ice cwream," The kid babbled in his sleep as he changed his sleeping position. Fiona was still frozen like a statue gaping at Draco with big wide eyes as Draco let out a deep low chortle and the sound of it made her stomach all fuzzy. With his fingers resting on his lips as he smiled, the man tilted his head to glance at her and she looked so adorable. All of a sudden the smile was wiped off his face as he stared at the scar.

It was difficult for her to watch, let alone him experience it. Oh heavens, why did fate force such humiliation upon this young boy? Why did it shatter his pride so thoroughly and relentlessly? She couldn't bear witnessing such profound suffering from the outside, let alone him experiencing it. But suddenly, Draco broke into a smile. His dark eyes, shining like obsidian, scanned the scene before him, a captivating smile that nobody could look away. His eyebrows raised slightly, and his gaze shifted gradually as he spoke, "Of course, I'm impressed... Brother."

Even though there was no moon in sky, one can see that dark blue and black night sky was entirely covered with sparkling and twinkling stars… “It so beautiful…” I inattentively murmured when “Are you dreaming with open eyes?” I heard Draco sarcastic voice from beside “I am just admiring this beautiful Dark shade of night sky…” I replied plainly “My dragon is way darker in shade then this sky…. but you never admired him…” Draco replied with cheeky smile “Sky don’t bite… your Dragon does” I swiftly replied “…………” Draco was speechless A wide smirked appeared on my face seeing Draco’s hilarious face.

Veronica's POV: Draco's eyes, once filled with warmth and tenderness, now burned with an unquenchable thirst. His lips curled into a twisted smirk, tainted with the taste of fresh blood. There was no recognition in his gaze, only a primal hunger that threatened to swallow everything in its wake. I felt a lump forming in my throat as I struggled to find my voice. "Draco, please... come back to me," I pleaded, tears welling up in my eyes.

He snapped back, cupping his facing with two slaps. His sense came back in place and he heightened his sense standing his ground and predicting where the enemy might attack from next. "What's that look on your face?" Damien asked extraordinarily. He smirked afterward. The expression Draco was having was quite funny to him. It seems Draco thought he could take him on but that is a never-happening fantasy. "Who are you? And what do you want? Repeat me twice" Draco raged out. "Well well. Enough with the anger issues. Why don't we go with the formalities first" he replied.

“She sat up to see Draco sitting in a chair in the corner, his deep emerald eyes, roaming over her. Madchen looked down to see she was only in a t-shirt, and she panicked. “How, how?” “I changed you into that,” he walked over to her and knelt down by the bed. Madchen instinctively pulled the covers to her chin. Drago reached out to her, but she shied away from him.Undeterred, he sat on the bed with her,slowly reaching again, and caressing her face. “So, beautiful,” he whispered,”You passed out on the ride home, no doubt from all the yelling.You have never taken up for yourself, have you?”

For three full days, I was given no food or water as punishment from Draco. On the night of the marking ceremony, he finally pushed the door open, walked over, and crouched in front of me. After lifting a glass of water to my lips, he said, "Don't get mad, Lea. I locked you away only because I was terrified of losing you." He kissed my forehead and continued, "I'll make it up to you once I'm firmly in power. You've always been the only one in my heart." I looked up to meet his eyes. "I'm the one who should apologize, Draco. You've treated me so well, and I shouldn't have been so foolish to think about leaving you."

It was then that someone finally broke down and yelled, "Draco has come back to life! He has risen from the dead!" In a split second, the packed courtyard cleared out completely, leaving behind only a few people whose weakened limbs refused to carry them. Those were left shivering violently on the spot. Draco finally realized what he had just done right then and froze dead in his tracks. "Draco is consumed by profound malice—hurry up and subdue him!" I yelled to the cleric nearby, channeling every bit of my acting skills and looking completely panicked and helpless. Upon hearing that, the cleric covered his face. His expression was twisted. He looked as though he were suffering from a terrib