Dragel Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he said. “Well then, husband, start shifting,” she giggled. “On one condition,” he said with false seriousness. Her brows raised. “What would that be?” “I want to see you do that shimmy thing for me the next time we’re naked. I just think it’s hot,” he teased. Chloe playfully slapped his arm and a loud laugh escaped his lips as he transformed into his dragon self. The crowd roared their approval as Chloe climbed onto his back and they flew off into the sky until they were nothing more than a dot above the trees.

She looked up at Alec and then walked past him, picking up another book reading each one, “Transfiguration potion… Alec, what is this all about” He cast his eyes down, “Nothing” “Don’t lie to me” “Nuri, you can read the headings… what do you think…” “Why are you looking at these spells and potions?” “Because…” “I’m listening” Alec heaved a sigh.. pressing his temples and sitting in his chair, “Because I want to be a dragon” “Why on earth would you…” “Because I love you Nuri! That’s why!”

I wait for his apology, fixing my gaze on his slightly reddened left cheek. When I get no response, I stomp past him. My heart feels heavy and I feel wronged. The nager still courses through my body but there’s also satisfaction. A relief that Clyde is not Zenith’s. The emotion, however, is soon overpowered by hurt and anger. ~~~~ [Unknown] The mage wolf is here. I giggle with giddiness at the prospect of what’s in store for these endless dragons. The dragon king is the dumbest of them all, and the most unfortunate one as well.

This was what she had wanted for a year. "Then you know how this goes darling, get on your knees," Draco ordered, and swiftly she obeyed. Angela wasn't home and wouldn't be home until evening, which meant he could finally get what he had dreamed of for a year now. Blair swallowed in anticipation as Draco undid the ropes to his sweatpants and dropped them. His cock jutted out in the open, causing her to gasp in shock. Seeing him so close up, he looked like a delicious popsicle that she wanted to lick all day.

I noticed a figure was still staring at me with boring eyes, so I looked up and still met Lucas standing in front of me, with solid eyes, I could guess that he probably waiting for some explanation and I wasn't ready to give anyone any sort of explanation. I rolled my eyes towards to him, "You may leave now, Lucas" I said to him. Lucas stammered, looked back and walked out, I sighed the immediately he went out, and a tear slipped through my face in disdain "Oh Darla, could this be true?" I asked no one in particular. AUTHOR’S NOTE:

One of them stepped forward with silver-tipped pliers, while another held a small bottle of wolfsbane. Delilah’s eyes widened. "You wouldn’t—" Draven's voice cut through her plea like a blade. "I will. For Aurora. Speak, or bleed." The first scream echoed through the halls as the pliers clamped down on her nails. Blood spilled down her fingers, staining the floor. Aurora, who had quietly followed Draven into the corridor, flinched outside the cell, her breath hitching. Her mind raced—she needed answers, but the sight of Delilah in pain twisted her gut.

Adriel opened up her mouth in shock and pointed to the dragon. "It's real". She said. Gadreel frowned at her. "It's an illusion Adriel, it can't kill you but it will hurt you well enough to make you lose this competition". He replied. Adriel shook her head. "NOOO! "It is real. That's a real dragon Gadreel, it isn't an illusion". Gadreel stared at the dragon and then at Lucifer in the stands. He widened his eyes in realization. "He's trying to kill us". He whispered. "He's trying to kill all of us".

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

Walking down the hallway I decided to see Helena or anyone in order to get away from Damien, then I remembered my dream and the signs I have been seeing I decided to see Drake, if anyone could put me through it was him. "Hey there Drake, are you busy" I asked walking in on him mixing some potions, then few minutes later, chickens came around flapping their feathers, I gasped stepping out of the way and at the same time trying not to laugh. "More chickens for Christmas thanks Drake" I laughed. He glared at me. "I have been trying a memory mix up spell, it just so tricky" He groan in frustration. "Here let me have a look" I walk towards the open book while Drake stare at me with folded arms a

A rue gasp escaped me, this was why my legs suddenly felt too weak, what are they planning, why am I still feeling hurt when I've long left this body. "Oh, Abel was getting all worked up with my constant worries for the pet," he gave me a flat glare, something's definitely not right, are they after me. "I heard you're a surgeon but you haven't bothered checking on the pet which should be your main aim," I growl inwardly who was this mother fucking wizard, he smiled and whispered some dull words to Draco -- I wouldn't want to know anyways, Draco whispered back to the prince and I almost thought it was my turn to hear the whisper as my ears strained trying to get a thing from their hush whispe