Lucius Malfoy Fanart Novels & Stories

Lucius turned around abruptly, and the approaching Cynthia fans were startled by his fierce gaze. Lucius’s eyes were filled with rage, resembling a furious lion ready to tear apart anyone in his path. He glared at the crowd, especially those who had thrown garbage at Isabella. His voice was like the unleashed fury of a millennia-old demon, radiating a terrifying aura akin to a nuclear explosion: “Anyone who has bullied my Bella today, not a single one of you will escape.” The Cynthia fans were intimidated by Lucius’s menacing presence and stopped in their tracks.

She said, "Daddy was actually laughing when you showed him the drawing." "Yes, he was. What about it, Drago?" "That's because he knows you drew the worst. Daddy just didn't want to tell you how much the drawing looked odd and totally different from what he looks like. So, don't get so high hopes." "Hmm. Daddy will never laugh at my drawing. You're just being jealous, okay?" While Luna Malfoy listened to them, all that kept ringing in her head was "Am I dreaming or what? Why are they sounding more like a young adult?" She wondered.

said Albus impatiently. "My pleasure, mate," said Lycus Lewis, grinning widely. He then cast a spell to send an army of ice crystal dragons made by Albus one by one to the point where the cursed Mana Tree was. "Good, now we're following Draco to the center of the battle," said Albus, banging his fan open. The white fan made of a thin layer of ice expanded, then floated in the air. Albus jumped on top of the white fan and rode it. He motioned for Lycus to come up on the fan with him. Lycus jumped up and stood up straight while holding the scepter with the tip touching the ground.

Lucius smiled, but with arrogance in his expression, they walked together. "Just fine. You haven't gotten rid of the person who did that to you?" “I'm trying to do it. Crushing it from the bottom is great fun. The higher than the pain when he fell, Mario.” Mario smiled, he knew Lucius was that kind of man. He likes to play his enemy, who thinks he is victorious but only runs in Lucius' palm. The illusion created by Lucius is truly deadly.

"Oh, I see. That means you belong to Virelle for hybrids. I belong there too. I’m just supernatural. Come on, let’s get you to your room." "Room? What about her?" Before he could answer, two figures interrupted us a boy and a girl, the latter with striking purple hair. "Jack, what are you up to again?" they asked in unison. "Just showing the new girl around," Jack replied casually. "That’s Lucius Malfoy’s job. Why are you doing it for him?" "You know he’s unreachable. I couldn’t just keep her waiting." "Keep who waiting?" a smooth voice echoed from the crowd.

It did not even leave any mark. “What the hell do you think you are doing?” Lucifer yelled, throwing something at me, as he stepped closer. It was my school ID card. “Why do you have my school id card?” I asked, taking a glance toward Draco. “I fucking can not believe it,” Lucifer replied as he ran his hands through his hair with a frustrated look on his face “Don't you think you should be the one answering this question. Why the fuck do you not have your ID card? And what the hell was it doing in the forest?” Lucifer barked as he stepped closer,

I didn’t need her in here making her snide comments. Professor Luca looked the polar opposite of what I expected him to look like; when Miles mentioned him, I had pictured an older man with a graying beard and a receding hairline who dressed in a semi-formal dress attire; a version of how young Dumbledore was portrayed in The Fantastic Beasts moving.

he said as he gently went closer to Lucius making his hands land on his legs and draw something in the middle of the two parents on the last page of the notebook making Lucius' curious to what he'll draw Later on, he saw some figure, drawing of a family and there he already knew that they were Grey’s family. Then, he drew something with the same figure but only that the recent drawing had no hair. He was curious who he was pertaining to on the drawing. Then, when Grey beamed in front of Lucius, he slightly mess his gorgeous dark - hair by swaying his small hands to his. Then, he immediately chuckled

Lucian He gripped my hand tightly, his gaze locked on the sign, the gold lettering catching the sunlight. His silence was profound. Below the name, the logo was being finalized, which was a cute image of a wolf with striking red eyes. It was a rather chubby wolf, more like a cute, oversized panda with an intense gaze, yet despite the burning red eyes, the overall effect ignited a feeling of endearment, not fear. It was unique and charming. The purpose was to mix Lucian and me in this logo.

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?"