Draco X Hermione Novels & Stories

Thane Drogos "Have you ever wanted to ride a dragon?" I asked, wading in the deep water. I noticed how she eyed me, eyes darkening, desire present on her face. "I believe I already have." Evie raised an eyebrow, chewing on her lower lip. I laughed. God, I loved her. "Then how about this—have you ever wanted to be fucked by a dragon on a mountain of gold?" Her mouth dropped open, eyes widening as she put two and two together. "You're taking me to your hoard?"

Garry stepped in, "You should get to know everyone else as well. Then, you can talk to your cousin later." He walked me around Kat and introduced the other three. He started with the first two on the left. They both had yellow eyes with light yellow hair, "These are Sam and Samuel Laseus. They're twins, as you can clearly see." "I didn't know dragons could have twins." "If a dragon lays two eggs instead of one, they'll always be identical twins." Thinking about the twin's last name, I asked them, "So you're related to the magic teacher Terry then?"

His cocky demeanor faltered. Draco hadn't moved. His posture was rigid, his gaze burning into me. I could feel the intensity of it, like a physical touch, a possessive claim. The air around him seemed to crackle with suppressed fury and undeniable arousal. I reveled in the power of it. I leaned closer to Mark, my voice dropping conspiratorially, but still loud enough for Draco to hear. “He’s very… thorough. And he doesn't like tardiness.” Mark cleared his throat. “Right. Well. Um. So… you wanna grab coffee sometime?” He was flustered.

The heat of his touch was searing, shocking through the thin silk of my dress. "Enough," Draco growled. The sound was deep, vibrating against my back as he effortlessly hoisted me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing more than a feather. The world tilted violently... the room, the brothers, the opulent lighting all spinning into a blur. "Draco!" Daemon laughed, though there was a frantic edge of surprise in his tone. "Don't be such a miserable bastard. She was just getting to the fun part." "I am finished with the pleasantries," Draco bit out, his voice a low, terrifying rasp that sent a jolt of genuine fear... and something far more complicated, straight to my core.

The low murmur of conversation and clinking of glasses did nothing to settle the restless energy coiling in my muscles. I felt a light tap on my back as I turned to meet Dalia, who was dressed in a silk evening gown with her hair flowing in waves down her shoulders. "We are placed close to each other," she said, leading me to the front row tables as I saw my name on the seat and Tyrion's beside it. The sight of our names together on that little card made something possessive and unwanted unfurl in my chest. The table was a round table of six with me, Gretchen, and Kaida, and each of our selected partners. Gretchen was already seated with a boy I knew as Kai next to her. Kai wasn't one with m

she spats. I jerk back in my seat at her hateful tone. My eyes shimmer with tears at her quick dismissal of me. "I am not after your coin. I do not need it. I love Draco because of who he is not for what he can give me" I say with angry tears in my voice.

When he spotted the Unicorns he knew right away they had her and then he saw her sit up and stretch out her arms the wind catching her glorious hair and tossing it behind her like a glittering banner. ‘What the fuck?’ He growled, ‘Why isn’t she strapped to that fucking Unicorn?’ He knew there was a special harness they used but it was clear she was riding the idiot bare-backed, just as he decided to fly close and chastise them she fell. The two Unicorns panicked, there was no way they were fast enough to catch her and if she hit the ground she would die, Draco wasn’t even aware he had dived after her until he heard the wind whistling in his ears. For all their huge size Dragons are very flex

Over his broad shoulders, I saw Draco with Harmona in his arms. He was still lying down on the floor, but he had tucked Harmona into his chest, her face pressed to his jacket and his free hand covering her ears so that nothing could reach her. Not the sight, nor the sound. “Draco! Harmona!” I rushed past Alistair, past the bodies on the floor and knelt down next to Draco’s form. “Is she okay? Can you stand?” “Yes.” Draco nodded his head, loosening his grip on Harmona before he placed his head on the ground in exhaustion. “Yes…”

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.

One of them said, A devious plan was hatched in the meeting, if that didn’t get her out then it would be the first of many. Later, when the ladies had filed out after an oath of secrecy. I sat alone, thinking. Draco was not incapable of love as I had said, he just hadn’t found it. And with the way he touched Scarlett, I knew he had finally found the one thing we never thought he could have. But I would make sure he lost it before he even knew he had it.