Harry And Draco Novels & Stories

I was feeling better though not completely to my full strength, I stretched my body and gasped when I find the nymphs sitting by the end of my bed. "My queen, King Arkael told us to wait for you while he's in discussion with Rain and King Ranulf. Our demon sorcerer made this concoction for you to heal faster. We will get King Arkael after you finish drinking this. It was the sorcerer's specific instruction that he had to be by your side once you took it." Sabina handed me the goblet, I was weary and skeptical about taking it. But these were Arkael's people, he trusted them. So I took it and start drinking it, it was sweet and a bit lumpy and too thick but I managed to finish it.

Nigel offered. Draco fell silent, his eyes sharp as he heard the name. ‘Danny Fergie’—a name Draco never wanted to hear. A name that fueled a burning hatred within him. Hatred, vengeance, and anger all fused together. He remembered the painful events he could never forget. “Let the old man meet me. I want to know what he wants,” Draco replied, his tone barely containing his emotions. Nigel nodded respectfully. ***

So I got myself a spot and sat down as thoughts of what might be happening between the two filled my head. I felt bad. I felt like I was all alone in the world even though there was loud music deafening my ears from the background. “Hey, kyle who invited you?” I heard an unfriendly familiar voice say. I lifted my head to see that it was Harry, boyfriend to Bella. Many believe that Harry will become one of the greatest warlocks as soon as he clocks eighteen and as such, they see him and Bella as a power couple. Unlike Bella, Harry is calmer and a bit friendly but I know better than to engage him in a chat as that could provoke his over a possessive girlfriend.

Titus is coming with Bert and the castle will be guarded by Harry, the third person after Titus and Drake that I’ve seen today. “It’s nice to finally meet the queen,” he said respectfully and stiffly. Drake rolled his eyes “He’s the stiffest person after Titus, why am I surrounded by serious people like them anyway?” he muttered and I just laughed softly. “Hello, Harry, nice to meet you and take care of the castle,” I said and ignored Drake. Titus walked over and wrapped his arms around me. “Okay, time to go” Drake commented back before turning to walk with his mate to the car outside.

There was a white haired guy by his side, explaining what was in his own files to Marius at the same time, and they barely made any noise. ‘Impressive.’ I thought. Draco’s eyes met mine the second I turned to him and he flashed me a smile. He was sitting beside his brother, legs raised and placed on a seat beside him, and his phone in hand. Donovan was by his side, it confirmed that he was either his personal assistant and dog, or he probably did something bad to become Draco's servant. The difference between the four was very evident, one was serious and cool, the other was…well a whole bunch of things, particularly annoying.

"He was there the night your mother died." The grounds went very still around me. Xavier was closing the gate. Draco's men were moving back toward the estate. And Draco himself had turned and was looking at me across the few feet between us with an expression that was open, again, the way it had been in the kitchen with his mother, the control temporarily insufficient for what was underneath it. "Did you know?" I asked him. Quietly. "About the herald?" "No," he said. And I believed him. "He was there when my mother died," I said.

“Mr. Draco’s circulatory system was damaged, yet he is still able to maintain his master-level prowess. May I presume that he was a grandmaster at the peak of his health?” Mr. Draco narrowed his eyes and got on his knees. “Dr. Kayson, I beg you to heal me! I, Skye Draco, am willing to forever be your follower!” Mr. Draco’s full name was Skye Draco. “Are you the “Dragon Slayer” who has gone missing for the past few years?” Jeremy was surprised.

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

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 laughed at the mix of things. Draco hated the mix of things too, his other jobs had been less complicated, infact they were no complications at all. Now Stacey had come and changed everything, and he knew nothing would ever be the same, Lord knew how bad he wanted to keep her safe and he was ready to do anything for that cause.