Harry Potter Fanfiction Dragon Familiar Novels & Stories

Loras and Astrid were last seen flying in this direction. Tamara closes her eyes. When she was younger, despite the rules of the palace, Loras thaught her how to call Dracos. The dragon never came, as his connection with her wasn't strong enough, but after months of practice, she learned how to sense him. Dracos too accepted the princess enough to answer her, to guide her. She was happy with that. She had her brother to protect her, why would she need to learn more. So she stopped her secret training sessions, despite Loras' protests.

, his aunt explains. “My son will be to your school since we thought he would have better luck finding his mate with a school with different species.” “Alright, I’ll keep my eyes out for him.”, he tells his aunt. Christian’s aunt nods her head before shifting into a dragon and flying away. It was quiet for a while until I felt the urge to go to the waterfall; subconsciously, I began walking to the waterfall. Neither one of my friends stopped me, so I continued making my way towards it. I stopped at the waterfall, and I heard a powerful roar. I quickly glance at Cam to see him behind his mate. Carefully, I continue my way, but I quickly glance at Christian to appear. I should have run, but my

His most trusted men had turned against him and he hadn't seen it coming; he should have known but his attention had been stolen by another matter altogether. Zarek had dreamed of his mate. He had made a connection with her and knew she was near his territory. Dragons could feel their life mate when he/she came near them and had vivid dreams of that person. Her face was always blurred but he could make out her body, a body that attracted his attention. She was a mere five foot three but was built lean with all the right curves in all the right places. Her hips were made to bear children and her body was womanly, sensual and ripe.

"I like you. But keep that respectful shit to yourself. It does nothing but gum up the works. Tell it to me straight, no bullshit, we'll get along fine, we will. Now, you're not a dragon I've ever seen before. What happened to you?" "Harry, he's riding with you. He can tell you on the way," Finn said. I turned back and looked at the man. His fierce smile shared his joy at not having me on his woman's back. I dipped my chin at him. "Let's get on with it then," Harry said. He leaned forward while everyone else loaded up on their various rides. "You ever ridden a dragon before, boyo?" I shook my head. "Nope." His smile was a little reckless, a lot scary. "Then climb aboard the Harry Express." H

I stare at Dakota who is looking at anywhere but at me. My heart begins to race in my chest as the urge grows. This feeling dictates that I have found my mate. But, it's wrong. Dakota can't be my mate. I've known her since she was a child. It doesn't make sense that I am feeling the bond now. It just isn't possible. 'Mate' Orin, my dragon growls in my head and I freeze. "Kota!" We both turn in the direction of Dale's voice. He's panting as he runs towards us.

I peer over the side of the bed, open my mouth, and let loose with a blast of fire. "Owww... fuck... stop that," he yells putting his hands up to block the flames. I tear off the shirt I'm wearing, sprint from the room, and dive over the edge of the perch. It's a few seconds before I remember to pull in the magic. But does it really matter? I thought I would give anything to be a dragon, but I would give it all back for Tahr's love. My dragon bursts free and more flames shoot from my throat.

I dress as properly as possible. Clyde disclosed that he knew Zenith was trying to manipulate him and he was just trying to act the way she wanted and wanted to see what she would do. “Dragons are not so weak, especially a blue Basilisk,” he had said proudly. I could feel it through our newly formed bond and it both overwhelmed and relieved me. I was not sure what to expect since I have heard stories of mates like Vampire and Werewolf, A seer and a werewolf but never a bond with a dragon, well not until I heard about Lativia. However, I think it is not very different from these bonds.

Valmore nodded, accepting what Mallik just said. "We only know about fairy drifters, we don't know about the dragons. Dragons are a race born in fairy, so it must be true. Only drifters have the ability to see us, so it must be true. It must be that Dragon drifter who tripped the drifter sensor" Valmore agreed. Mallik thought the same thing. "It's not the only thing I came across this time. I heard gossip that this dragon drifter's mate looks like the late princess Catherina and she must be Catherina's missing daughter" Mallik shared about the gossip that the entire summer realm is whispering about.

But what I found waiting for me at the gate wasn't half as bad as I thought. Three men stood at the gate, covered from head to toe in a black material I had never seen before. There was a dull sheen to the armour, almost opalescent. A small dragon was embroidered onto the breast of the armour. Only indication that these men were trained killers and not just any men sent by their king. Word had started spreading amongst the Loyalists a few years ago that the Draco Venandi had risen once more. Father had said he would handle them when the time came. Preparations on behalf of Elliana and her safety had been made anyway. I was a princess, but the only humans who knew were the Loyalists and Hadeo

I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead and turned to leave, the action harder than I would have thought, my dragon didn't want to be away from her, he was staring in my mind, marvelling in her. normally my dragon takes no notice of anyone, he is always so disinterested with the world, unless it comes to a fight, but with Harry was already enthralled, wanting to know more, wanting to be near her. “Hurry Kaelin, they are already fighting.” Maddox tells me through mind-link just as I shut the door, his tone annoyed and yet unsure. “I am on route.” I respond before cutting the link, I didn’t want anyone of them knowing my feelings on the matter, not yet.