Lucius Malfoy Quotes Novels & Stories

The man just smiled sarcastically, then decided to raise his hands as a sign that he was giving up. "Let's continue looking for Luciana, let's pretend I never spoke to you," said Malfoy at last. His attitude was clearly very childish and of course a waste of time. Moreover, he also did not expect that Calistha could turn into such a terrible woman. "You carry a gun?" "What for?" Malfoy asked without even looking at Calistha. Calistha suddenly stopped and made Malfoy also stop his steps while looking back at Calistha who was silent without a word.

I swung the door open and glanced back at her as I said, "I mean it, Nat." * * * While not a quote from the books, Michael Gambon's Dumbledore says this to Harry in Deathly Hallows: Part 2: "Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it."

“Then get it. Tear their glamours down. I will not wait another hour if I can help it. I’ll burn the quarter if I must.” Lucius, who had kept his distance in a shadow of casual disinterest, let out a sound that might have been a laugh. It was humorless. “You’re romanticizing martyrdom, All this gnashing of teeth will not find her faster,” he said, half to Valerius, half to the room. “And I love the theater, truly, but Melinda’s right. Witches are patient. If you storm in blind, brother, they’ll scatter before you even breach their circle, and then you’ll lose her for good.”

He had changed into a clean shirt, but the shadows under his eyes were darker than ever. ​"He likes you," I said, my voice barely a whisper. I hated how much it sounded like an accusation. ​"He’s a good kid, Nina. He’s a lot like you," Lucius replied. He didn't look at me. He kept his gaze fixed on the closed door. "Headstrong. Brave. Too smart for his own good." ​"He shouldn't have had to be brave," I snapped. "He should have been safe. He should have been in a house where the doors were locked against people like Julian, not a house where Julian held the keys."

“You were just trying to sleep your way to power. Typical. Predictable. Boring.” Lucia’s face suddenly twisted in defiance. “I am not boring.” “No,” Nyla agreed coldly. “You’re stupid. And disloyal. And worst of all…” She stepped closer and spoke in a venomous whisper. “…you thought you were competing with me.” Draco finally spoke, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. “Lucia…you should probably go.” It shattered her. “Go?” she repeated numbingly. “After yesterday? After everything we…”

As I was about to walk away, Lucian said, "Why do you think you're special? You're nothing but a fling for him." "Everyone is special, including you, Lucian," I said. "If you hold less grudge on poor people, you'll see." Lucian looked as calm as usual - "Take the cheque and leave, Miss Falco. That's for your own good. You don't know what Lucas really is." "He's a self-important asshole and I can tell that's running in your ancient family blood," I said. Lucian looked offended and said in a stern voice, "If you don't stay away from him, you will get hurt. Really badly."

“Give me your Luna, your future, your bargaining chip. I can make this simple for you.” I wanted to spit in his face. “Never.” The word snapped from me before reason could stop it. “You will die for this, Draco. I swear it.” He shrugged like I had offered a courtesy. “So dramatic.” He stepped closer, cloak whispering across the stone. “You are very proud of your family, I see. How quickly things fall apart. Linda said the same. She called me monster and laughed at my methods. She had convictions too. They do not help when your blood is the currency I need.”

Michael’s eyes widened in shock. The man on the ground wasn’t just anyone. He was a wizard. Lucian’s lips curved into a cruel grin. He stepped closer, gesturing almost lazily toward the captured man. “I had one of your stupid wizard friends today,” Lucian sneered. “Loved the way he tried to teleport. Thought he’d get clever, escape from me. But you see…” his eyes glowed faintly red as he crouched, gripping the wizard’s hair and yanking his head up, “…there’s no escaping me.”

Lucius felt his mind swirling as he tried to piece together what she was saying. "I am sorry", Lucius said. "No I am sorry, you didn't deserve the burden you were given and neither does Rey. But I can return the memories to you" "How?" Lucius asked. "I have magic powers. I'm a mage leader, a high mage for that matter. You have no idea what Ican do" Lucius looked at his mother, his eyes brimming with emotion. He had many questions but knew that he needed to be patient and listen to what she had to say.

“I’ve slaughtered thousands, can you tell what she looks like?” He growled and compelled his men holding him to calm down, trying to reach and bury me alive. To that sight, I didn’t stop and walked further to him. “Tell me. Maybe I can recognize how I killed her,” I enunciated. “I will kill you! I will kill you, devil!” “Calm down, Malfoy.” “Enough!” “Your wound is opening. Stop shouting!” I simply raised one side of my lips at him before I walk and let Edith drag me away from this Malfoy.