Romans & histoires Lucius Malfoy X Harry Potter

Whatever Maeve had bartered had to be worth it because Kaida doesn't do favors; she was a lone wolf kind of girl. At this point, Tyrion made his way into the hall, and he looked dashing in his plain shirt as he smiled at something Sun said to him. He made his way to his seat next to me, and I couldn't help but breathe him in. He smelled clean and like himself, no signs that he'd been busy. Like I cared. The relief I felt at that realization was something I immediately buried. I turned away as a voice boomed in the room, announcing the presence of the Royal Lycan King. We all stood up to pay our respects.

I snorted. “Ah, Malfoy is here as well! Harriet had better be hiding her face from him, she made him fail last semester,” someone muttered, making my head turn to stare at the entrance. And there he was, Malfoy, my arch nemesis apart from Valerie. Back then, he'd bullied me so bad, making me do all his assignments. One time, I let him fail. And since then, he's been after me. I smirked when he passed by without even recognizing me.

His face was so close she could feel the coolness of his breath, see the faint crimson glow buried in his pupils. “It means,” he said softly, “he will learn the price of betrayal.” Chloe flinched. “You’re talking about killing him.” A faint smile curved his lips. “I am talking about justice.” Before she could argue, the great oak doors of the dining hall swung open, and Lucius strolled in. His dark hair was unkempt, his shirt half buttoned, like he’d only just bothered to dress after last night’s chaos. His grin was lazy, but his eyes glittered with amusement.

"Woah...wait a minute there missy. I'm not going back there. It's not like we're going on a field trip, there are serious bone-crushing, blood boiling, skin cracking shit that is going to happen when we fall. I'm not one who enjoys pain, I think I'll wait here until both of you came back." Savaric had told me back when we were in hell that his wrongdoings were being his true self. A casanova, a true lover for all the woman that he laid his eyes upon. I laughed at him when he said that, looking at his small gargoyle figure and his cupid tail. But now I saw the joke, in his human form he actually could pass as a casanova. Back then he lured one witch while he was also a lover to another witch

Alpha Alchemis returned his attention back on Draco with a smile before speaking, " We agree with your plan, Draco but what are you going to do now? Lucien and that bitchy human are already ruling Quinton." Draco smirked at his words meaningfully. Going on the other side of room, he raised his voice after a deep chuckle, " I have already plotted something to trap Lucien. I just need your assistance now." ********

In the palace's huge meeting room was the king, his officials and the elders, sitting around a huge table which had stacks of written books on them. The situation at hand was pretty serious that it had everyone, in their serious mindedness thinking about the solution to tackle with. It was a matter about the rouges that had been disturbing the peace, of both wolves and elves in the village consistently. "Are those rouges not wolves that lost their identity, and have either been kicked out of their pack or left on their own free will?" One of the official, Lucia asked. She was an half wolf and half elf, but she had more of the elf blood running through her veins.

It was his eyes, his beautiful blue eyes that contained a great deal of malice. "Who're you?" asked one of them. "My name's Lucius," he told them. "It's not like it matters though. None of you will live long enough to remember it." He rushed the men, managing to snatch one of them by the collar of his shirt. He lifted him high off the ground. He was enjoying the look of fear in the man's eyes, and before the scared soul could utter a word, his body burst into flames. His scream was like music to the angel's ears, and the other four men could do nothing but stand in sheer horror.

He gathered his magic energy in both his hands with a terrifying suppressing aura. "Where did you hide my heart? Are you holding my father's heart too, greedy creature?” Draco asked sarcastically. “Whoa! Hold on your horse, child! If you don't come in peace, then I don't want to talk with you,” said Lycus with a cold tone and a sharp gaze. "Who said I came to talk?" Draco threatened back with a suppressing aura. Draco already filled his hands with a collection of magical energy, ready to throw at Lycus Lewis.

Xavier's POV It's basically a fuck fest. "That's my queue." Lucius turns without another word and climbs down the stage and practically runs through the clearing, disappearing into the forest of trees. The horny fucker, probably in a hurry to get to his pure *rose* as he so romantically calls her. For someone so powerful, he really takes his time to go after what he wants. It took me years of constant nagging and emotional blackmail for him to finally own up to being enchanted by the little damsel.