Draco Malfoy Year 6 Novels & Stories

Both Sarah and Vincent turned to stare at him—Sarah in surprise, while Vincent looked annoyed. “This is a family matter,” Vincent growled angrily, reaching to grab Malfoy’s collar. “Mind your own business, mister.” Malfoy dodged to the side before he could grab him. A vein popped on his forehead in anger. This was the second time someone had tried to mess with him. Grabbing his collar?! He inwardly cursed as he slapped Vincent’s hand away. People were disrespecting him a lot these days. “You don’t recognize me, do you?” Malfoy asked Vincent, his lips curling up in an evil smile. He never really liked drama, but this one! He loved that he was a part of it.

Lily's POV My heart was beating out of joy and anticipation as I stared at the result in my hand. It was good, I got good grades and also an entrance into the special course class but I'm scared... I need to talk to Draco. He promised to let me go to school once I passed my exams but what if he changed his mind and decided to make me stay at home? He can be an asshole but... He's a mafia and mafias don't go back on a promise but my finance is a crooked one; one that doesn't have regards for rules.

Suddenly, he was seized and pulled off the alleyway, finding himself in a dark room with his supposed captor shutting the door behind him. "Atrocious?" Draco called out uncertainly. Two claps later, and the room was bathed in glowing yellow lights. A man of Draco's age entered the room, walking towards Draco. Draco chuckled, "It still smells of bougainvillea, I see," he motioned to the room. Atrocious was not only the seer of the clan but also a wizard. Behind the clan's all-seeing eyes, Atrocious was Draco's childhood friend. "I got rid of them, just as you suggested," Atrocious replied, rolling his eyes dramatically. He gestured for Draco to take a seat.

"But you just messed everything up with the news of your death, and your silly game of being that annoying old Hornet!" Malfoy really couldn't hold back all his emotions for Jacob who had just made a confession. Exactly thirty minutes ago, Malfoy had the unexpected surprise of visiting the Hornet's little hut in the slums of Mandrake Street. With a face full of disgusting smiles, Malfoy was greeted by Jacob, who was no longer using his disguises. The man had removed his white wig, and the thick beard that had always filled his white oriental face which, unfortunately, turned out to be quite handsome if he didn't wear all that disguise. Malfoy really doesn't understand Jacob's way of thinking

they all replied in chorus as they stood straight while I walked past them. I could hear from my direction the loud whacks, screams, and 'hiya' of my warriors training in the middle of the wide field. Some were also practicing how to use their powers well. These were my youngest warriors who just reached their puberty stage. They were trained by Draco using his telekinetic ability. I stopped behind him listening to his instructions to the students aged 13 to 16 standing in rows keenly watching the gold-plated metal goblets on the wooden tables around 10 meters away from them.

I looked up at her with my palm on my cheek, seething in anger, wishing I can be allowed to tear this bitch into pieces. “Malfoy I think our guests would like to cool off a little don’t you agree?“ Leanor said and another word Malfoy pulled me up from the ground and onto his shoulder to a bathroom that had a tub that was filled with water. The Water in the tub had some roses on it, and a trail of roses on the ground that spelt the word ‘punishment’ I saw this word and started to get scared. Malfoy said nothing to me, he looked at me as though he was not seeing me, like he wasn’t actually looking at me just looking through me, like I was a ghost that did not matter in any way.

They sweat profusely and ceaselessly. Sven instinctively glanced at Andrius but did not spot any change of expression on his face, which frightened him. He bolted up with a grim look and shouted back at Malfoy and the others outside the room. “Where are you little punks from? How dare you raise your voice here?” “Whose kids are these? Where are their manners?” “How dare they cause a scene here?” Kane and the others echoed and berated Malfoy and the others. “Hmph!” Malfoy spotted the group of them at the table. He looked at them contemptuously and said arrogantly, “You old fags, listen closely. I’m about to tell you who I am, and try not to be afraid.”

Leonard chuckled. "What do you mean?" Draco asked restlessly. Leonard threw something on the carpet. It rolled and stopped not far from Draco's feet. It was a dragon's head that had been decapitated and preserved. Draco stared at the dragon's head without any reaction. He did not recognize the dragon's head. The head did not belong to Albus, Jergintarth, Zergenth, Zilpher, Urvath, or Zellin. Draco was secretly grateful that the dragon head carcass wasn't the one he knew.

Ikaya passed her father a meaningful glare who nodded slightly before speaking, " How can you help us, Draco? Lucien already doesn't like you and there is no point of fighting as long as he is alive, you aren't allowed to ascend on the throne." Draco yawned lazily and crossed his legs together. His posture was nothing like gentle before. Instead an evil aura emitted from his body which was making them uncomfortable. It turned out to be Draco was a devil in saint disguise. Draco replied with a smile forming on his lips, " Everything is possible with the high house, Alpha Alchemis."

I snorted. “Ah, Malfoy is here as well! Harriet had better be hiding her face from him, she made him fail last semester,” someone muttered, making my head turn to stare at the entrance. And there he was, Malfoy, my arch nemesis apart from Valerie. Back then, he'd bullied me so bad, making me do all his assignments. One time, I let him fail. And since then, he's been after me. I smirked when he passed by without even recognizing me.