Draco X Harry Fanart Novels & Stories

The idea of her knowing some of the personal things I've done or thought, made me blush a little. "What are you mind linking? Is it about my dad?" Draco snapped. I shot my head around with a hiss. He jumped back. "Fuck, you're a vampire too? What the hell are you?" He demanded an answer with a little more dominance in his voice than I cared for. I tilted my head to the side when I saw a flame flash in his dark brown eyes. "What?" Lorena asked me in concern, before pulling Draco's face towards her. "Crap. Draco, you're a Dragon!"

Achilles waited patiently for her reply. As he waited for her to gather her thoughts, he took a moment to appreciate the beauty stood before him. He could tell that Seraphina’s dragon hadn't reached its full size yet but still, she stood tall at about 12ft tall, she was covered in pearlescent scales that looked smooth as glass and shone in hues of pink, purple and blue as the candle light flickered off of her body. A strange ethereal glow radiated from her body, Achilles couldn’t help but stare at his fated Princess in bewilderment, she was an angel, no, a goddess. As he looked up to her dragon’s face, he was shocked and joyous that he was looking into the same purple and blue eyes that he h

Sitting on two logs of wood opposite each other, Stefanos exchanged glances with Wraya, who stayed in the shadows of the forest but could be easily seen to the two, for he sat there like a dog, right on his butt. Glancing from Wraya to Draco, Stefanos sighed, seeing that this was going nowhere. "Look I-" "So you are telling me," Draco cut in, his head in his hands and eyes staring at anything but the beast. “That you have a Dragon at your disposal? A dragon?" "Yes." Stefanos nodded. Draco raised an eyebrow. "Do you expect me to believe that?" "The said beast is right in front of you. Whether you believe it to be a trick of the mind or just reality is up to how far your mentality can take it

Maika grumbled, annoyed that she hadn’t seen her twin brother since the awakening. “He left with Sir Draco to C Country, my lady,” Anne said, blushing at the mention of Draco’s name. Draco is the highest-ranking Royal Guard in the palace. He is assigned exclusively to protect the reigning royal family. With his powerful aura, well-built physique, and irresistibly handsome face, it’s no wonder every woman in the palace swoons over him. Beyond his title, Draco's bloodline is second only to the Vellarias in purity. He grew up alongside Malko and is his best friend—but was always a thorn in Maika’s side.

He glares at her with a deadly look in his eyes, his hold so strong it is almost crushing her wrist, causing her pain but it’s Draco’s indifference that hurts the most. “Oh c’mon Mouse, let the little bird come to play,” the other guy at the table smirks at her, talking to the big guy, his eyes having two different colours of red and green, his hair, a white mohawk. He flicks out a fancy pen knife and stirs the contents of his glass with it before licking the sharp edge and smiling at Raven with his blood coated teeth. “What is this Draco, how are you alive? Who are these people?”

he added with a grin, "I will be delving into some transformation spells today. It would be wise not to risk turning our beloved daughter into a fluffy rabbit, don't you think?" A burst of laughter erupted from my lips at the absurd yet endearing image painted by Draco's words. The thought of Zoey hopping around as a tiny rabbit brought a smile to my face. Draco's reasoning struck a chord, reminding me of the unpredictable nature of magic and the need for caution. "You have a point," I conceded, chuckling as I imagined Zoey's reaction to such a transformation. "I wouldn't want to spend the day chasing after a hopping baby rabbit." Draco's eyes sparkled with victory, and he wrapped his arms a

Draco took another robe, which was also made of dragon scales, and put it on his body. "Let's go, amicus," Draco said to Astrid. "Amicus?" Astrid asked in surprise. “We are bound by a dragon magic contract as a partner. Your status is amicus to me, and I am amicus to you,” explained Draco. "Oh, then I ask your help from now on, Amicus Draco," said Astrid, giggling happily.

‘Do you think I am so stupid that I would leave your magic unlocked little hybrid? He began to fist his hard cock his eyes locked on her glistening pussy, to her shame she could not prevent her arousal. Draco was a gorgeous male specimen and he knew it. His dark golden hair and flashing emerald green eyes made him irresitable to females, he was never short of at least two of them in his bed every night, dragons had an insatiable appetite for sex in all its enchanting forms and he had taken full advanatge of his postion as King to satisfy his every whim. Now he would fulfil his lust fuelled dreams but fucking the stunningly beautiful hybrid he had desired since that first meeting.

Draco let his brother cry. He watched him wail and his heart aches at the sight of his brother. If Finn hadn't saved Fiona. Draco would've been in Dexter's place. Walking over to him Draco crouched down before touching his shoulder. Dexter jerked his hand away crying silently. "Come here," Draco said, trying to hold him again but Dexter pushed him. "Get away from me!" Dexter growled, landing a solid punch at Draco making him fall back.

he whispers. I smile at him glad to know he has seen Draco. I just have to ask. "How is he." "He is well given the circumstances. He looks a little tired but is in good health" he says. I nod to myself satisfied with his answer. He flicks his eyes to the package silently commanding me to open it. I pull the strings and open the brown paper. On top of the scroll inside I see his note. I hide it in my hand to read later. When I unravel the scroll I gasp aloud. Then I smile joyously at the drawing. It is like looking at a moment in time that seems so long ago. Draco and I are sitting on the bench at Hanami. We are turned to face each other. Our heads lean close with smiles on our faces. It almo