Draco Malfoy Stuff Novels & Stories

“What should we do next?” “Leave it be.” Draco sighed. “There’s no use crying over spilled milk. I lost one heirloom, I have plenty left. Head towards Manhattan. Let’s get this meeting over with.” Draco tried not to think about the ring that Theodor had managed to steal while he was in the pool. It had been a gift from his father. But maybe the dead rat had done him a favor in disguise by stealing away the one reminder that he had left of the monster that his father had been. It’s not that he was any better, but he had some boundaries that he would never cross…and that made him different.

I muttered. As the news spread throughout the dragon clan, whispers and murmurs filled the air. Some were in awe of Drogo's unexpected allegiance to Freya, while others expressed doubt and skepticism. Questions swirled in my mind, and I knew I needed to confront Drogo and seek answers. She was the only one who could give me a comforting answer filled with nothing but the Truth. Dragons aren't just flying beings, they are magical creatures who foresee the future and they never lie. They would always stand on the truth.

I bellowed, "You're truly a shame to the Lancaster family, Draco! How could you just die along with Mom and Dad? How could you just end the Lancaster family bloodline? I'm going to properly teach you a lesson today on behalf of the Lancaster family!" I used every ounce of my strength to violently slap Draco across the face while wailing. My fingernails dug in and left scratch after scratch. I wanted to see how long they were going to keep up the act. They got to eat well and live comfortably, while I was abandoned in a stockpen used as a holding cell, left for others to bully and abuse. Why did Draco have the right to boss me around since we were young, just because he was born male? In that