Harry Potter Dragon Novels & Stories

Madox is threatening to take over and it takes nearly everything I have to hold him back. “It would make this so much simpler if you would just tell us what you are? Not many creatures can put on a light show like that, so we have already determined you are either a witch or a dragon,” I growl, and the smell of fear fills the air. “There is no such thing as dragons,” She scoffs, rolling her eyes. “So, you are a witch?” I ask, raising an eyebrow. I would much rather her be a witch than a dragon, I sigh internally.

Pierre adjusted the heaters in the car to focus more on the egg and purred to it as he stroked the egg shell with his thumb, keeping the blanket close to it. "I'm going to have so much fun raising you," he told the egg softly, giving it a loving look. "Charles is going to get jealous when I spend so much time with you~" I could hear the chirps quieting as the little baby inside grew tired. I purred as I drove us back to the castle. I pulled out my phone and decided to let Lyle and Kingsley know. I put them in the same text group as I typed up a message to send to them. Me: Hey... so I may have- bought a dragon and I might be bringing it home to the Rosario castle. It's going to hatch tomorro

Two days before her 18th birthday, a solar eclipse occurred and according to the elders of the wizarding council, either it was a good omen and the world would continue to develop and flourish, or great changes would occur and unfortunately they would bring no good. That day she was at school when the solar eclipse occurred and everyone was allowed to go and watch it as long as they wore special glasses to protect their eyes. And as the eclipse was happening, the boy next to her, who was a real pain in the ass, took her glasses off and she felt her mother's seal break and she had then the most fragmented, apocalyptic visions she had ever had. She saw battle scenes, dragons, phoenixes, giant

If he hadn't followed her, there would have been no need to face such feared dangers. Hana lay gently still so Henry could sleep a little more. She remembered last night's dark magic and the dragon's unique ability in her head. Hana became increasingly curious about it; even though it took quite a while, the dragon had become an insect that ate all the dark magic but hadn't changed in size or shape. Hana decides to spend some free time learning about awakening the emperor's soul.

So if the hidden voice wasn't hers . Suddenly, a purple and green mist formed in the center of the table, and it seemed to crackle with lightning. Then red sparks shot out the side, while the mist formed the head of what humans would call a dragon. The dragon's head roared, but the roar sounded more like a lion. Tarloh had collected himself quickly and was actually rolling his eyes. "Lothar, would you can it?! You almost scared my people into doing something rash."

He then said a few words which sounded completely foreign to my ears, but I could tell that he might be talking to the dragon because the dragon who had gone back to staring off in space, turned its massive head towards us. Moran raised his right hand as he approached Theo. The dragon’s eyes tracked his footsteps and then he was unclasping the chains. The dragon stood up to its full height. I had to crane my neck to look at it. He let out a loud growl and shook his head. I was startled at first but then Moran began speaking again. Theo’s height was definitely shorter than- Again…again I’m going into comparisons. I needed to quiet my brain. “C’mon,” Moran called, and I noticed he was now brus

Brown eyes widened in shock at what she saw. "It's real," she breathed. There stood an enormous dragon, black scales shining in the dim lighting. It turned its head in her direction, crimson eyes sparkling like rubies. Smoke billowed from its nostrils as its quiet growl vibrated in Sophia's chest. The dragon attempted to move towards her, but the rattle of thick chains sounded and stopped the large creature's movements. Sophia took a step back, still in awe at the sight of the majestic mythical creature. The dragon existed; Sophia was dumbfounded. The beast stared at her; sharp teeth bared in her direction. This monster’s ability to put her in danger loomed in the back of her mind, but Sophi

"Tell me everything your parents told you about my family." I sighed, a shameful blush coating my ears. I could still feel the burn behind my ear. It felt raw, especially as blood rushed in a telltale flush. "They told me a lot of things. And, I'm going to preface this by saying I thought the dragon thing was a metaphor. I didn't know it was a literal thing." Thane laughed suddenly. "So sirens, sorceresses, chimeras, all valid and real, but you draw the line at water dragons?"

After scrambling to his feet, he roared in anger, "Monsters! You're all monsters!" Despite its relatively small size, the dragon possessed all the features of a true dragon. It was adorned with scales and horns, and its eyes radiated a ferocious intent that struck fear into anyone who gazed into them. After cursing, Haris showed no intention of engaging with the creature. He had never encountered anything like it in his entire life, and if he had a choice, he wished never to encounter such monsters again. "Weren't you quite pleased a moment ago?" A girl's voice resounded. Haris had heard Lyra speak before, so when a girl's voice emanated from within the dragon, he was dumbfounded.

She asks, looking around like this other dragon just happened to be around and the dragon that just hatched would be lost in the field's tall grass. "They are born as adults. The egg contains the magic that they form from, not their material bodies." Loras answers looking mesmerized at the unseen beauty above them. Astrid unconsciously rises her hand and in an instant, the newly born dragon stops in the air and looks at her. She smiles. Instead of pitch black like Dracos, this one is a dark shade of purple. So beautiful... The dragon flies closer to them and lands right in front of Astrid, holding its huge head so it can smell the tinny girl that continues to smile at it. It pushes the tips