Malfoy Voldemort Hug Novels & Stories

My mother wrapped a robe around me as soon as I shifted, holding me from behind while my father’s tear-filled eyes met mine before he pulled me into a tight hug. Then I caught it — that scent. Deep, intoxicating, unmistakable. My gaze found Draco, still standing a few paces away, his chest rising with heavy breaths. Inside my head, a single word echoed — Mate. My parents released me, stepping back to let Draco approach. “Mate,” he said softly, his voice filled with awe and adoration. He lifted me effortlessly into his arms, and we began walking toward the house. The others followed at a respectful distance, giving us space.

RUN…’ my mind instantly reacted but I being master of a stupid person acted opposite and stood erected in my place With every passing second I kept hearing that same name getting closer to me… ‘MISHAAAAAaaaaaaaaa……………….’ It was utter dark inside, I wasn’t able to see anything yet my body was sending me waves and waves of something unnatural around me… I hastily turned my head to side but saw nothing, my mind was building up various thought when all of sudden my room door burst open and walked in “DRACO…..” I literally screamed on top of my lungs and saw Draco standing with a oil lamp in his hands… without having any second thought in my mind I instantly hugged him….

Hagrid, who was looking in the direction of the ground's gates, turned back and answered after seeing that it was Erik who had asked. "Good evening, Lord Ravenclaw. I was waiting to see if we had any more visitors, but I have just witnessed the most amazing vision that I could have ever had. I saw Lucius Malfoy being bounced by the school's wards and being dropped on his behind in front of the ground's gates." Hagrid explained, not managing to hide a smile behind his thick beard. "I imagine that should have been an amazing vision indeed." Erik spoke, chuckling a little.

"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.