Draco Malfoy Today Novels & Stories

Confronted with the venom in his hidden eyes, the person immediately panicked and lowered their head. Since the death of the third stepmother, Draco has changed. Essentially, apart from Emma, he didn't care about anyone else. The person secretly complained but knew advising against it would be futile. They wanted to speak, but after a while, they still tried to open their mouth, "Actually, Young Master, there's no need to trouble yourself so much. Luna Sandra can be killed..." Draco's complexion remained unchanged. "Kill her? Firstly, exposing my identity that way is easy, and secondly, it's too lenient for her."

As if reading my thoughts, Draco tilted his head to the side, obviously unbothered by my rage. He added, “She’s my girlfriend.”

She had turned to the door when I did and had seen the movements at the door. “It’s Draco.” I widened my eyes at the note of finality in my voice and Millie stared at me, brows raised. The door opened, and Draco walked into the room in his full glory. He was wearing a sleek black shirt with dark green pants that clung to his broad chest and accented his narrow waistline. His blonde hair had increased in length, almost reaching his shoulders. He was my mate. My Draco. Once he appeared in the room, all I wanted was to run into his arms and stay there, taking in his scent through my nostrils.

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?"

she turned away from him, she was finally done talking. Draco had many questions in his head and he was trying to stifle his laugh. First who the fuck was Tess and how could she come to all this dumb conclusions. It was so funny to him, he didn't even think meeting her parents now was such a big deal to her, if he'd knew maybe he would've considered undergoing the ordeal to please her, plus he didn't have any friends for her to meet, at least she was going to meet Tyler once he came, surely she knew that and was just tripping. He stood up from where he lay and went to join her on the bed, he felt her relax once he settled in, a good sign even though she was turned away from him.

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—

Thinking about family made Draco's heart suddenly ache. The only Draco family was Albus, and now Astrid too. Draco looked away, trying to get rid of the jealousy in his heart. He should not be jealous or sad because he did not have a family. He should be happy that Radcliff was seeing his family very soon. And actually, he had two persons that cared about him, three if he counted Edmund also.

Ferdinand was dumbstruck, filling the silence with whatever words linked up on his tongue. “Sure.” Draco acknowledged his statement. “You look… powerful.” Ferdinand hadn’t seen the old dragon since the reign of the old tyrant king… no, a couple of years ago when he asked for the nails. Draco hadn’t aged a day, his skin covered in bright ink, his eyes liquid tar, his arrogant face. “You look so much like your father,” Draco noted. “The old tyranny who dares to injure my baby son.” He ground his teeth at the last sentence. “I hear they call you the Ambitious Emperor of The Unknown now.”

He did not want to court death this early. “Good,” Malfoy smiled. He patted his cheek one last time before withdrawing his hand. “Customers are guests, and we provide the best service,” he smiled showing a full set of his teeth. However, it was not friendly or anything of that sort. Rather, it was more than enough to send shivers down their spine. “Tonight is a hectic night,” he chuckled. Placing both of his hands inside his pocket, he made his way toward the man who was still on the phone. It was none other than Roy.

There is Bianca and her brother in the picture, the people he hates the most but have to pretend to love. “He always has what I want, but this time I'll not let him win.” Draco muttered to himself and sat up on the bed. He realized that now that Luka is ready for action he also needs to take some steps. He walked to the table and poured himself a glass of wine as a sign of celebrating his coming victory. “Cheers to getting back everything that's mine.” Draco said and gulped the wine immediately. When he was done he laughed so loud that he couldn't stop laughing.