Harry Potter Dragon Novels & Stories

Xavier shouted and the knights moved quickly and used a harpoon with chains to seal the dragon on the ground and to immobilize it. The dragon looked like a chain mummy. Xander, Sussie, and I didn't waste any time and used earth magic to get us to a higher ground. We started creating magma balls, they're the compressed fire magic I created when we first fought the dragon, just a little bigger and upgraded. I named it, if it's cringey, I don't care. It's hard to think of cool names. We aimed for the dragon's throat. Why the throat? Why not it's heart? The fire breathing happens on it's throat. Its heart is covered with thick steel like scales while the throat not so much and I would very much

I felt hands scoop me up suddenly. "Toma," I heard Sylar warn me. "You're misbehaving." "Give him a spoon full of this," Charles said from the counter, bringing a spoonfull of something yellow over to Dmitri. Dmitri frowned and looked towards it then at me then at it. "What is it?" He asked cautiously, looking hesitant as he slowly took the spoon. "Some honey and those herbs, we used to feed it all the time to the hatchlings. Dragons love honey." Charles looked towards me. "Trust me." Dmitri nodded then and looked towards me before he smiled and walked over, taking me from Sylar as he purred to me.

"Yes, I need your help in identifying a creature." The royal advisor looked at the king, confused, "A creature, your majesty?" "Yes. You two, show him." The mage showed the royal advisor the memory crystal. When he saw it, his eyes went wide, "I believe this is a dragon, your majesty." "A dragon? Aren't they a notoriously closed-off and secretive race that rarely leaves their territory?" "You are correct, your majesty. However, they do frequently leave their territory for trade with the elves or the Auhura empire. From what I can tell, I believe this could be just a child."

The dragon stopped its struggling and lowered its red eyes to Henrietta's tiny form. "Seraphina",Henrietta continued frantically. "I know you can hear me..I know its you. You have to fight the magic that has possessed you. Please! You need to fight it..." Henrietta didn't know when she started crying hard. She just wanted the war to stop. She was tired of the constant deaths. She wanted it all to end. The dragon stared at the tiny figure of the witch in front of it, red eyes staring furiously. It was confused at the intrusion of the witch and appeared a bit disoriented.

Opening the door, I peek out and see the black haired beauty staring back at me. “Hello,” I said, looking down at my bare feet. Not willing to look up, I get distracted when a glowing light comes from my rib cage. Getting this tickling feeling, I lift my shirt and take a look. Blue dragons with ice spitting from their mouths are shaped into a yin and yang sign. The glowing gets brighter, so I shield my eyes before looking down once more. My blue dragons turned into one blue and one red dragon, seeming to battle each other. Shock and disbelief come from the man in front of me. I hear a groan sound from behind him and look around his shoulder to see the same stranger I thought I had dreamed ab

My fated mate shut me out of our bond for the ninety-ninth time just as the last spark of dragonfire inside me began to die. I walked into the Oath Hall of Obsidian Keep alone. Black stone stretched beneath my feet, cold enough to bite through my slippers, and every step made the cracked channels around my dragon core grind deeper into my chest. “I’m here to renounce the Obsidian Court and dissolve my life-bond with the Dragon Lord.” The clerk took in my bloodless face and lowered his voice. “Lady Ashton, once I set the seal, the Court will no longer be required to protect you. Are you certain?” My dragonfire had been unstable since birth, leaving me weaker than most dragonkin. When I was te

There is no time for hesitation today. More enemies surge upward from the streets below. Fae warriors riding dragons. Archers loosing arrows tipped with burning magic. A lesser dragon dives toward my throat. I twist aside and rip his wing clean off. He plummets screaming into the broken street far below. Another dragon circles behind me. I spin midair and drive my claws through his skull. Blood rains down across the battlefield. And still Seraphina’s music continues. I feel it moving through me now. Through the bond.

Drakaina will be part of her – forever. When Hana was in the cave back on the mountain where she and Seraphina took a long trip just to get the dragon’s quest. While battling between Hana and herself – Drakaina, even she knew it was impossible for her to defeat her own other self. The darkness within her is more powerful than she thought.

The animals run and fly around the room before dissolving. Taran smiles, “Can you make a dragon?” I smile, “I will try.” I think about Taran in his dragon form. Finally, I push out the ball of pink smoke from my hand as a dragon forms. It flies around the room and exhales pink smoke. I hold out my hand, letting it land on me. Taran sticks out his finger to touch it, only for the dragon to snap at him. “I’m sorry,” I quickly say while dissolving the dragon by waving my other hand.

"You're gonna wish it was." At that moment a big shadow appeared behind me. I turned around and was met face-to-face with a hideous dragon. It was red and black, the kind you see only in nightmares. Drake noticed it too and went pale. The dragon laughed and went at Drake. He screamed and proceeded down the green field, the dragon in his wake. The creature kept running after him and Drake ran, his hands going every-which-way. "How's it going, Drake?" Kenneth shouted at him.