Harry Potter Dragon Novels & Stories

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

"And the dragon! Don't forget the dragon, Mommy." I nodded, then imitated a deep voice. “Of course the kind dragon who loves apples.” Noah burst out laughing. “Dragons eat meat, not apples!” I shook my head, feigning seriousness. “No, this dragon is different. He only likes fresh red apples. And every time he finds one, his eyes sparkle like…” I paused, then pointed at Noah. “…like Noah’s eyes now.”

"If I could access these memories without knowing it, then whoever created DragonCoin might be in the same position—channelling dragon knowledge through technology without understanding the consequences." The car hummed as it accelerated onto the highway, its engine producing that strange purring sound that seemed to resonate with something deep in Sage's chest. The sensation was oddly comforting, like finding a missing piece of herself she hadn't known was gone. "First lesson," Marcus said, glancing at her. "Breath control. Dragons don't breathe fire—that's a human misconception. What we do is manipulate elemental energies through focused respiration." "Really starting with the basics, aren

“So what about magical creatures are we learning about today?” She grins at me before dropping a heavy book down in front of me, “History of magic creatures!” I put my face in my hands and groan, Drago chuckles from where he’s found a comfortable spot to watch us, a book in his hand. I raise my eyebrow at him, “Harry Potter?” He gives me a sheepish smile, “Don’t spoil it, I’m only on the Prisoner of Askaban.” I laugh and turn back to Serena. “Alright we’re here so let's begin.”

“Master, what would you like us to do? You need only whisper your command, and we will follow.” Evrah grabbed the wood harder, her gaze darting quickly from left to right, trying to get a closer look. She spotted a big shimmering black dragon that seemed to be looking right at her. The big eye blinked, its big frame fidgeting a bit. A huge black and silver mass of scales and muscles sat directly across from her, its ginormous purple eyes had her dead to rites, and they both knew it. “Please don't give me way,” she whispered, shaking from fear. She cursed that her curiosity had gotten her noticed. The dragon blinked a final time and averted its eyes somewhere else as if it had heard her whisp

"My dragon." Diana blinked. "You mean Karl?" My body locked instantly. Very slowly, I looked at her. "Who told you that name?" Her face immediately lost color as realization hit her. She had spoken without thinking. "I..." My eyes narrowed. "Who told you?" "No one." "Diana." I growled. She swallowed hard, then pointed to her head. "I heard it." Everything stilled in me, even Karl. For the first time all day, Karl went completely silent. My dragon. Silent? That was impossible.