Dragel Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Nigel replied coldly, his eyes fixed on her. Delcy grew even more frantic. Draco strode over, his gaze icy and merciless. “A rotten woman like you would make a fine meal for my pets.” Delcy shook with terror. “P-please, I’m sorry. I promise I’ll never bother Luna again. I—I—” She couldn’t finish her sentence before Draco grabbed her hair, yanking her head back. “Ah!” Delcy whimpered in pain. Draco’s eyes blazed as he stared her down. “Death is too good for a greedy, conniving woman like you.”

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.

“To ask Adira for aid. Her forest spans most of the continent. Now that we know Solana is behind this, we can assume it is her that has been draining the land of its magic.” I turned and peered up at him through my lashes. “How are you doing with all of this? I can’t imagine knowing someone for so long only for them to…” With a sigh, Draco lifted me from the ground and held me against his chest. I bit back a laugh as my feet swung in the open air. I managed to thread my arms around his neck and hoist myself up so that I could look him in the eye.

Peter's POV Draco walked in front of Enzo and me as we made our way to the underground torture chambers. The journey that normally took about 1 hour took just 35 minutes to complete. Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago.

Spotting Slater she walks over to him and he looks uninterested. “Am I supposed to know who this is?” he asks. “No, child. You do not. I am the creator of all who stand here. I am the only one here who can release what you were never meant to hold” she says to him. She reaches out to touch him and we all look on as he starts to glow a deep red shade. He screams as he is surrounded by light why she looks on. Light flows up from in a blinding blue tone that starts to take shape. A young man appears before our eyes and looks around the room as he floats to the ground. “Draco” She says in wonder.

My head darted from tree to tree, looking for my Fawn, my dragon clawing at the chest where the blockage of dark magic had sat. “She isn’t here,” she smiled. If Odessa wasn’t here, I couldn’t imagine what it would be like if I were in her presence. My beard tickled my chest as I glared at Glinda. It wasn’t he most friendly but my facial expressions were limited. “I was right. She is your mate. You can smell her, feel your desire for her...” Clutching my chest once more, my dragon pushing into my chest causing to fall. “Go to her, Creed. It’s about damn time to sate that beast.”

Darcus - POV Seated in a dimly lit room, I nursed a whiskey, the liquor doing little to ease the pain. Seeing Ella so close to the warlock stung. I could feel Drago, my dragon, flinching at the sight of our mate with someone else.

Hayley took the photo and looked at it. “What is this girl's name? Do you have any other information about this girl? I need additional information to find it," said Hayley. “Her name is Frey… Frey.” I repeated the name, Frey. I would like to mention Frey's full name. However, I had a feeling they would find Frey a vampire if I mentioned Drucilla's name here. “She left the town of Linnea around three in the morning,” I added.

Literally glued to the floor as the runes crawled up his legs like vines. A binding spell. Ralph lurched forward to help, but Draegon snapped his fingers...and black vines shot from the shadows, coiling around Ralph’s arms and torso, pinning him to the wall. He struggled violently. “LET ME GO!” Draegon didn’t even spare him a glance. His eyes locked on Tiara. “As for you…” He stepped closer, voice lowering. “You should not have returned, little Seer.” Tiara forced her voice to be steady.