Narcissa Malfoy Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Every morning was a gift. Nisan had grown quickly, as half-blood children often did. She was already sitting up on her own, reaching for objects with her tiny hands, babbling in a language that only she understood. Her dark hair had thickened, curling around her ears. Her gray eyes had lightened, becoming almost silver in certain lights. The golden glow still flickered beneath her skin, especially when she was happy or excited or hungry. The First Wolf's power was there, watching, waiting, but not interfering. He had learned patience. He had learned that some things could not be rushed.

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.

Sebastian's POV "Narcissa, you cannot keep doing this!" Narcissa looked at her maids kneeling near her desk like a bunch of dogs. None looked at her, their heads cast down in obedience. How long had they been crouched like that? "Whatever do you mean, dearest?" She had her mask on, playing the part of the sweet princess from over the mountains. The Treasure of the Diamond Spring pack, Narcissa Onasis. She fluttered her lashes at me, stamping her seal over more official documents.

she gritted her teeth, looking down at the dagger she was holding. “I stormed inside, knife in hand, my target bleeding on the bed while holding her baby”... Flashback “Narcissa? What are you doing in here? Get out?” Miles roared, not moving from Lylla's side. “I have loved you since we were children! When we friends and you'd defend me and didn't care that I wasn't royal. I stood by you when you had no one! I did everything I could to keep you and everything you love intact but you chose a fucking elf!” Narcissa creamed, pulling out the dagger she'd hidden behind her and throwing it at the baby in Lylla's hands.

Phedra Elizabeth thought. "Can you explain clearly, young Master Lac? Duncan Hiddleston. “To put it bluntly… I'm the bait let her catch me and you guys catch her. I make such a sacrifice, you must be very touched." “But young Master Lac and her? Between the two of you have never met. She can't capture young Master Lac. Besides, the person she's targeting is me.” “Don't doubt my relationship with that beauty. She and I are very close. It's a trilogy! Maybe I'm more valuable than Miss Alice."

I looked around, trying to find anything to keep my hands busy, and settled for tidying my desk, the only part of my room I hadn't picked up before going to the dorms for the semester. "Ezra?" Avery's voice was soft. I glanced back to see her motioning for me to join her. I set the papers down, and shuffled over to the bed, awkwardly wrapping my arm around her shoulders. She leaned into me. "It's still there," she whispered to me. My body froze of its own accord as she looked up at me, her face kissably close. "You are a necromancer," she said, "even if your power refuses to manifest."

She knock at the huge door and it opened instantly, she saw Merfoy sitting alone on the huge table as he uses his three-layered glasses while reading the magic book. “You came earlier than I thought,” Merfoy said as he pull down his glasses to see her. “I can’t wait to hear news from you Merfoy,” she said as she approach him. “Well, come in and take a seat.” Merfoy removed his glasses as he turn some pages of the book. “So what’s the news?” Niffa ask. Merfoy showed her the magic book as she read the page. She was shocked to read the texts which indicate their past life like how she was trained by Rico during her childhood years and also how Rico becomes the violet-eyed sorcerer throughout th

Chapter 63 At the Kings official chamber, “Mom, tell me who is that?” came the impatient Lily’s voice. After receiving the water from the queen and gulping it down, Crysta looked at her daughter. “it’s the soul eater, Draco” she said as she inhaled sharply again. “Draco?” Lily asked her mom and as she repeated the name, Melinda trembled in Steve’s arms. Eric’s eyes landed on Steve and Melinda who stood at the corner of the room.

When the movement stopped, the stone reabsorbed the light again. Kylie squirms out of her daddy's arms and crawls up into bed. She sits on her knees, her little hands on her legs, wide-eyed. "Wow!" Harley held the necklace up for Kylie to see, and she looked between it and her aunt. "It's magic, Kylie."

Once he stood in the middle she dipped four of her fingers in a red paste before marking his chest like the claw lines. Stepping back she clasped her hands together. "Close your eyes, my Lord," The girl said. Draco did as told. The girl closed her eyes as well as her tinted red lips parted and she started chanting a spell in a hushed voice. The atmosphere of the room suddenly dropped and the icy chills prickled their skin. Her eyes shot open wide and they were completely white with no irises visible. The voice became louder as slowly the scar on Fiona's face started to disappear only to start forming on Draco's chest.