Fanart Draco Malfoy Novels & Stories

Draco yells. "Me, what about me. I am just nothing. I am not unique in any way whatsoever," I say. Draco stomps his foot and has a tantrum. He throws his hands around like a child. Then looks at me and points both hands at me. "Yes, you are. I cannot believe you have not figured it out yet, Angela. You are special," Draco says to me.

George gritted his teeth, looking at the idiot in front of him. "It's not that easy. He is not a normal dragon. He is Drake Hamilton, the most powerful orange dragon ever born. No one can kill him just like that. Not even the dragon elders. Even if we complain, he has a valid reason to be there in the fairy world. So not even the dragon elders could punish him for that" George pointed out.

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?"

Draco replied and shared warm hug with him, a round of applause was heard for them all from entire crowd, dragon people and people from witch realms all were cheering and clapping for Dragon prince Draco… Minister Falkor and elder brother of king Ladon also walked ahead and shared a hug with his nephew….. a joyous environment was formed among entire crowd Dragon royal castle was busy praising Draco not just for his coronation but also for his hot looks…. An adult Draco was looking like a fine specimen of heavenly lord personal creation, his dark jet black hairs which were neately gel back with complimented his fine and sharp facial features, his cheek bones looked and a dimple formed were br

Like a lazy, indulgent king, he brought a goblet of Hemlock’s nectar to his lips and drank slowly. The bronze glow of the fae light matched the autumnal tones of his hair and the smattering of freckles across a crooked nose. “I have to ask,” He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, “Why did you dedicate your fight to me and not Drefan? Not that I’m complaining. After all, I am magnificent, vicious, and well-endowed.” Draco, who had never liked the company of either brother, grunted, “Humble as well.”

The rich young masters were not her cup of tea, and they were nothing compared to the Wolf King. “Get in, I’ll send you back,” Malfoy said with a bright smile. “No thanks,” Rainbow said with a pout before she got into the passenger’s seat of the Mercedes. Malfoy was irritated. He was the young master of the Astons, a wealthy young man who was the ideal prince to many young girls. There would be a line of girls just waiting to get into his car and spend time with him but not Rainbow. Malfoy saw Andrius starting the car. A hint of grim flashed across his fair and handsome face. He went up to the driver’s seat and said, “Punk, do you know who I am? How dare you…”

he grumbled, and began walking away. Snapping out of my trance, I hastily adjusted my dress. The thought of fleeing this place forever crossed my mind, but it was a futile thought. Wherever I ran, Draco would find me. He was a feared mafia lord, reigning over this city. "Girl... Come here," Draco's sharp, cold command snapped me back to reality. When I looked up, I saw him fully dressed, exuding a dangerous aura. Despite his chilling demeanor, there was no denying his striking handsomeness. He appeared to be in his twenties, but such details hardly mattered. He was a ruthless mafia lord at such a young age.

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.

Draco asked lowly as the toddler gulped with his fists raised in front of him in defense. "Dwon't hurt my Fina," Finn said with mustered-up courage and Draco smiled at his courage. The kid was brave just like Fiona. Finlay's unique appearance was enchanting. He has never seen someone with silver hair and such skin. "I won't," Draco didn't know why he said that, he felt like reassuring the kid. "You're a bwad guy," Finn said with scrunched brows and his chin jutted out. "I am," Draco admitted truthfully.

Draco replied, “I’m sorry, mother. I don’t want to live the rest of my life being manipulated by you.” Turk exploded furiously, “You useless son! If you walk out on us today, you won’t be getting any share of assets from us! You’d better reconsider your actions!” Draco replied calmly, “No problem. I don’t want it.” After finishing his sentence, Draco held onto Magnolia’s hand and began walking out of the house.