Romans & histoires Harry Potter Draco Malfoy Fanfiction

He looked like he was contemplating whether to finish with me or go out to see what was going on, and he chose to finish with me instead. He brought his mouth to my lips, and I quickly, folded my lips, to prevent him from doing so. “Stop being defiant,” he growled, landing a slap on my cheek, and I groaned in pain, but still didn't give in. Instead, I bit my lips tightly, till I tasted my blood. Draco groaned, ignoring me, as he nibbled on my neck. By now the clinging of swords and screaming men were louder than before. It sounded like a fight had broken out. Oh lord please let it be what I'm thinking...

The idea of her knowing some of the personal things I've done or thought, made me blush a little. "What are you mind linking? Is it about my dad?" Draco snapped. I shot my head around with a hiss. He jumped back. "Fuck, you're a vampire too? What the hell are you?" He demanded an answer with a little more dominance in his voice than I cared for. I tilted my head to the side when I saw a flame flash in his dark brown eyes. "What?" Lorena asked me in concern, before pulling Draco's face towards her. "Crap. Draco, you're a Dragon!"

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

She bit Draco's lips hard enough to draw blood and the latter pulled away with a hiss, smirking and wiping the blood dripping from his lips. "I'm your cousin's fiancè. This isn't right!" Farrah snapped at him and glared at the man. "Then you should have resisted me harder, princess. Seems to me like you like it as well." Draco said smugly, stepping forward again and Farrah couldn't take herself to run away. Was it fear numbing her body or was it willingness?

Luna cried out, clutching Draco’s strong shoulders. Draco drove into her even deeper, his voice rough in her ear, “How could I ever want anyone else’s body, hmm? You feel incredible, Luna.” Luna whimpered as Draco pounded into her hard. She pleaded for him to slow down, but Draco ignored her, devouring her lips while keeping up his relentless rhythm. Luna’s cries of pain gradually turned into sweet moans that filled the luxurious bedroom. She gasped Draco’s name with every wave of pleasure he gave her.

He looked at the man. “What?” Draco raised his brows. “Produce children like a dog, you're such a sick bastard!” he growled, looking away. King Draco had never been disrespected in that manner in his entire existence. Anger boiled in him, he looked at Draven who stood with an indifferent attitude. “You are a bastard!” then Draco threw him the puzzle box that he had already placed on the table side. Draven’s eyes moved to the puzzle box as it came in the air and almost immediately Draven looked at it, it froze and dangled in the air gently.

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

His cocky demeanor faltered. Draco hadn't moved. His posture was rigid, his gaze burning into me. I could feel the intensity of it, like a physical touch, a possessive claim. The air around him seemed to crackle with suppressed fury and undeniable arousal. I reveled in the power of it. I leaned closer to Mark, my voice dropping conspiratorially, but still loud enough for Draco to hear. “He’s very… thorough. And he doesn't like tardiness.” Mark cleared his throat. “Right. Well. Um. So… you wanna grab coffee sometime?” He was flustered.

Stefan Malfoy's POV:: I was standing still, close to the window as I looked outside the building. I was so happy for everything going on currently. And today, happens to be the greatest of them all because finally I was with Lucinda Orlok, my childhood dream. She was still unconscious because Layzal [the djinn] had done a powerful enchantment on her which made it absolutely impossible for her to wake up anytime soon. I felt bad against it because i couldn't just wait to see her open her eyes and embrace my full glory. I have been on diet because I really wanted to appeal her the day she finally wakes up from her enchanted sleep.

he added with a grin, "I will be delving into some transformation spells today. It would be wise not to risk turning our beloved daughter into a fluffy rabbit, don't you think?" A burst of laughter erupted from my lips at the absurd yet endearing image painted by Draco's words. The thought of Zoey hopping around as a tiny rabbit brought a smile to my face. Draco's reasoning struck a chord, reminding me of the unpredictable nature of magic and the need for caution. "You have a point," I conceded, chuckling as I imagined Zoey's reaction to such a transformation. "I wouldn't want to spend the day chasing after a hopping baby rabbit." Draco's eyes sparkled with victory, and he wrapped his arms a