Harry Potter Quotes Draco Malfoy Novels & Stories

“Our little snitch… has he been properly prepared?” There was a slight hesitation on the other end, but it quickly vanished. “Yes, boss. He’s ready. We've broken him down exactly how you wanted, and he’ll talk when you see him.” “Good,” Draco replied, with satisfaction. He took another drag from his cigarette, exhaling the smoke like a serpent spitting out venom. “I do love it when they sing before they bleed.” The voice on the other line chuckled nervously, unsure if agreement was wise. Draco’s smile faded a little… He hated nervous laughter.

The ropes were too tight to even try to cut it. “Go to hell. I'll make you pay for all these.” I yelled at him. “I'll love to see you try. In a few minutes, your body will turn to ashes.” Draco said, as he laughed maniacally. A wave of fear washed over me as I heard what he said. I looked around, noticing empty gallons of fuel that were in a corner. Draco has poured everything in the building. He was going to burn Kelvin and I alive. The reality of it all sent a shiver down my spine but I refused to lose hope.

“You promised me, Draco, you said once you got what you wanted from her, she’d be gone! What's this rumor I am hearing about you caring for her?” I blinked in shock, heart hammering as she tried again to pull me away. But Draco’s grip didn’t loosen. He stepped back instead, shielding me, holding me tighter. “Back off,” he warned, voice low and sharp. “Don’t do that,” she spat. “Don’t pretend you don’t remember what you said to me. You said I was the one. You said this little girl was just a pawn.” “I said a lot of things,” Draco muttered, not denying it. “But you were never the one.”

She told Malikul as if he cared. “Of course,” Draco answered in an offended tone. “Seems there’s no injury,” Shadow reported again. “Duh~!” Draco rolled his eyes. “No emotional scars as well.” “He wouldn’t dare to injure him… or that’s what I thought.” He tried hard to justify it. Both Malikul and Shadow turned to Draco. “What?” His heart was shaken up by the sudden mischievous look. “What do you want to know?” “Let her read your mind.”

Draco says. I am not going to fight Draco. The last thing I want is to end up on a stick!

I said, trying to learn some defence positions with the dagger I stole. “Well than you tell me a better plan? I suggested something at least, while you’re just swinging a dagger here and there so uselessly” Draco fired back, a bored expression in his face as he watched me. “This dagger, right here is going to get us out and that’s why I’m practising with it.” “Wha-”

Seeing no other choice, I walked over and placed the paper in Fisk's outstretched hand. A few tense seconds followed. Nothing but snow and silence. Then Draco laughed aloud. "You see, mister Quinn," he began. "Jackson," I stated. "My name is Jackson." Draco shrugged, uncaring, and continued. "You see, Jackson, war is like fire. It may be destructive, yes, but it's only natural. We all want to avoid fire because nobody wants to get burned, but all it takes is one man with a match to make it spread."

I don't remember seeing Raba nervous or stammer. " He , what Raba. Make yourself clear! " Draco was clearly loosing his cool. He was as much in the dark as I was. " Draco, the fierce Dragon Lord. Still as arrogant and naive as ever. Seems like you did not yet learn your lesson. " Even I shuddered as the words with which he was provoking Draco. Did he have a death wish. Draco was about to pounce on him when Lucian caught him from the back.

“I don’t think I could survive that.” Not without losing a crucial piece of myself in the process. Slowly, Draco set me on my feet. He turned to Dain and grunted. Dain glanced over at me, “Is that caveman for, ‘I apologize for threatening to murder you in your own castle’?” “Dain!” Rachel hissed. I pursed my lips and looked over at Draco, “You probably should apologize.” Draco stared stone-faced at him. “I am sorry for threatening to murder you inside your own castle. Should you betray us, I will take you outside before ripping—”

A bastard. And the irony of his statement almost made Draco laugh. He was lying so blatantly unashamed. If only he knew what this little girl was like, this prick wouldn't have made a fool out of himself like this. "I see, I'm humbly thankful to you for letting me know. I hope you have a good stay here but excuse me, this is not just any slave but my pet and I have to teach her a proper lesson for disrespecting you," Draco said icily before he turned to face Fiona who looked at him with fear swirling in those green pools.