Romans & histoires Harry Potter Fanfiction Dragon Lord

“And it happens to be the one thing he hates most.” “What’s that?” Larissa asked, eyeing the small bottle in my hand. “A binding ritual,” I replied, staring at the shimmering liquid inside. “I have to be bonded to him.” “To him? As in lord Vladimir?” Her voice rose in disbelief. “My lady, you can’t be serious. You can’t bind yourself to the Dragon King, that will ruin you.” Ruin me? What was that supposed to mean? “I suppose that’s a bit of an exaggeration, Larissa?” I asked casually, though the look on her face told me it wasn’t. She was dead serious.

Either way, I'd suffer. Normally, I'd take it. But with a child in me, I had to think twice. I looked up at her. "Hawthorn is bad for a dragon's baby. I've got a recipe that'll help your child grow strong. Don't you want them born faster? Once they're here, no one can challenge your position." She might doubt others, but I'd lived with these dragons for years in my past life. She had to take my words seriously. She despised Horace's princess consort and wanted her child born sooner to secure her glory.

The slight bulge of my stomach, "One day the older dragon met a devil, and he decided he wanted another pet. By this time though, the older dragon had woman with him. She was beautiful and the young dragon was very taken with her." Louis motioned for me to sit back down as he trailed his hands lower, skimming his fingers along my hips as he moved back grabbing my foot and pulling it up so I had to lean back. "The young dragon and the woman had fallen in love, she wasn't a dragon but he didn't care. I loved her." His eyes met mine and it was like the story he was telling fell away, "I loved her and I couldn't keep her safe." "Louis-"

His former favorite is in tears, happiness mixed with relief as she points towards Astrid. "Dracos called for him..." Astrid confirms and from the room’s surprised mumbles can be heard. The little prince is too young to have a connection with the dragon. Or so it should be. Loras stares at Astrid for a second, like he can't process the information, but in the end, he lets out a sigh of relief and gets up. Once no longer under the fists of the king, Lord Connrad coughs a mouthful of blood. He tries to get up but manages only to crawl into a somehow standing position, supporting his weight on one of his allies.

I grunted. "It is strange you didn't tell me you are not a trouble! I can clearly see where your priorities lie," the dragon chuckled, his voice low and dangerously addictive. I didn't need these kind of temptations right now, or distractions, when I was trying to steal the prince's damn crown before his coronation.

But I’m beginning to see parts of him, see the good in him. Perhaps the reason he doesn’t let anyone in is because everyone he allows in is taken from him. The menacing roar of a Dragon makes me spin around and look out the window. Several roars follow, making my ears ache and the sky is illuminated with the glow of fire as the first clash takes place. And so it begins. “My Queen?” I look across at Hirelda, they all look rather concerned and scared as they try not to shiver from the cold.

’ Draco roared, ‘Do you think I’m fucking stupid? The five of them backed away from his rage, ‘She is not for you, any of you and if I find out any of you touch her again I will rip your heads off.’ Julius shifted and flapped his golden wings, ‘Then why don’t you fucking claim her Dragon King?’ He flew off screeching at the top of his voice, a mocking laughter, Poseidon walked to the edge of the seashore near the castle that served as the council headquarters, ‘Touched a nerve did he Draco?’

Konn left the room unsatisfied, and Gray was waiting outside for him. When I opened my eyes, I left the room and walked down the hall until I saw Konn talking to Gray. It was clear to me that my third eye was seeing into the present properly again. I didn’t even have to try very much. All I had to do was think of Konn. I went back to the classroom before Konn could spot me. Lexus stared at me when I walked in then went back to his lesson. “Elf kingdoms now allows all kinds of creatures within its borders. It’s all thanks to a South Elven Queen who married a Dragon shifter which made him King. Dragon shifter blood still runs in the southern elf kingdoms royalty.” I liked learning about the hi

Apollo asked confused. “He is her start and her finish. He is the only reason the gold dragon exists. If Rosalie was marked she would be the pure gold dragon. A dragon said to have the power of the heavens and a heart as pure and sweet as an angel. Her life starts with his touch. She will never die as long as Asrar never dies. His touch is what got the gem awoken in her so she could use its gifts. It also awoke his gifts for he is an elemental dragon or spirit dragon as we like to call them.” She spoke cutting the image and walking back to Charles. He wrapped her up again holding her close. “He has a prophecy that states he can heal the golden dragon even from death.” “How is any of this goo

He caught Malikul’s malicious gaze. Shadow nudged him. “Yes.” “What a cute young lad. Don’t worry, young man. I won’t steal your future wife. I don’t want a young kid to be my bride.” Shadow slapped his shoulder. “Stop glowering at him. He is the dragon lord.” “He is?” As if he was snapping from the fantasy, he blinked. “I am the dragon lord. Nathan is the name. Apart from being a dragon. She is also my master.” Mawla gasped. “Please forgive me for speaking out of turn but are you insinuating that you have master-servant–”