Draco Malfoy Smirking Novels & Stories

“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.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

Draco raised his head to smirk at me, his eyes holding a wicked twinkle to them that told me exactly what was going to happen if I gave the wrong answer. I grit my teeth together, looking back at him fiercely, refusing to answer that question. But if anything, Draco took that as an invitation as his hands went to my breasts over the robe I was wearing, squeezing them in his palms while he continued to kiss his way down my neck, past my collarbone, licking and sucking on different patches of my skin as he pleased.

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.

Making her way through the hall to the empty seats a few feet away, a muscular hand swung over her shoulders, pulling her halfway against a strong male body. “Kyra, why does your expression look like you’re attending someone’s funeral?” Draco smirked down at her, the golden flecks in his brown eyes gleaming with amusement. Kyra looked up at him with her eyebrows furrowed. “My entire morning just got ruined.” Draco’s eyes narrowed as he brushed one hand through his short black hair, his chiseled features tightening at her quiet voice. Then he said in a half-serious voice. “I just knew it was MJ. Should I join in planning her funeral?”

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?”

He smirked. "If you regard that as your breakfast, that's not mine. It can never be my breakfast. I'll take it as water or some kind of energy boost. After all, we're not the same." "I can see you've got the nerves, I didn't teach you well enough since you decided to still be so sharp tongued. You can't just afford to keep quiet and stay still." Draco mumbled some sort of complain, making me feel a bit of guilt. "I'm sorry." I muttered in a low tone, facing downwards.

He'd be way too embarrassed if he mentioned it. "I never expected less from her. As much as I hate the Redmoon pack, I know there is something she has that not many of us do." Draco said, feeling proud of himself for not doubting her one bit. "Yeah yeah yeah, whatever! And what is it you have that no one else does?" Damien fired back at him jokingly with a lopsided grin formed on his face as soon as he spoke. Draco laughed, "Fuck off you crazy idiot!" Draco replied to his friend jokingly, earning a light smack from Damien who was also laughing.

After no more than 30 seconds, he had the results. "Excruciating pain, and fast healing enchantment. What the bloody hell is a second year student doing with something like this?" Robards commented. Director Bones asks too. "Student name?" "On it." Auror Shacklebolt says and starts to look at the material on the desk for a name. On the front cover of the books, he found it. "Draco Malfoy." Auror Shacklebolt says. "He is too young to claim to be studying it for classes. Professor Snape?"

he said looking at Theo who was glaring at him back. “I still have million ways to suck the powers out of her and reign over everything” he spoke with a smirk making Theo to wonder and his eyes immediately widened. “Don’t you.. no, Don’t you dare do that. I would kill you with my own hands if you try something that will hurt my mom and sister” he said in a threatening and a begging tone, but Draco started laughing hard. “are you scared right now, Little boy? Ha, dare to provoke me, huh? You will see what I am going to do” saying he got up from his throne as those creatures started walking behind him.