Harry Potter Fanfiction Drarry Novels & Stories

It sometimes feels like we’ve all known each other for much longer than we really have. “The one and only gorgeous. I assume you are the lovely Megan?” He says with a wink and she giggles. Darrien’s expression is stormy and I can’t help but giggle. “Hey Harry!” I greet him. “Hey Ry!” He imitates my pitch and tone, then immediately drags me out of Bellamy’s arms and into a one armed hug. I laugh and hug him back before stepping away and back to Bellamy’s side. I take his hand and squeeze it to soothe his jealous side and he gives me a half smile. Harry smirks. He knows exactly what he’s doing. He might be interested in someone right now, but he’s still an Incubus and he likes causing trouble.

But due to the appearance of the lady boss, I had thought Draco was changing, but it seems he was still the feared devil in the underworld. I could already hear the heart wrenching screams as soon as we got out of the elevator and entered the corridor, making our way to the room at the end of the hallway. The pungent smell of blood and sweat and rotten body parts due to wounds on some of the prisoners that were left untreated filled our nostrils, but Draco seemed unfazed as he took calculated and controlled steps towards the door. Draco made his way to the huge chair that was reserved for him anytime he came around to watch and sat down like a king. Only that he looked like the king of hell.

The touch felt real and made his chest rippled. "Just a sweet dream," replied Albus with a relaxed smile. Draco touched his chest. There was a feeling of warmth and longing in his chest. He missed the girl. He wanted to meet the girl—what a strange dream. The dream was too real for Draco. However, maybe Albus was right. That girl might never have been around. The girl was probably Draco's imagination. Draco sighed. "Yes, too bad. Just a dream,” Draco replied with a sad smile. Draco secretly missed the girl. Nearly a hundred years passed.

Harry groaned before he snatched Theo hiding behind Darcy's legs. "I'm going to pull off his lenses and reveal the brown eyes Leo had... An evidence that he is mine." He stated. Darcy's eyes widened, not in fear of being exposed but in pure rage and disdain. "Do not do this, Harry, or else you are going to regret." She spat. Harry didn't listen to her. He raised his hands to take off Theo's eyes lens he thought Theo was wearing. However, his hands paused in mid-air as a voice echoed through the hallway, cold enough to make an grown man like him to flinch.

She sighed and shook her head, “He said he wants to be alone for now. He's hurt, Serena. Why did this have to happen in the middle of your wedding?” I swallowed hard and took a deep breath. I don't know why I can't bring myself to continue the wedding knowing that Tyler might be struggling and fighting for his dear life somewhere. I don't know. It feels…terrible! *** Harry's POV “DAN!” I shouted as I entered the place where he’s hiding. Suddenly, he appeared from the dark and looked at me, smirking. The devilish smirk on his lips makes me wanna punch him until he bleeds and dies right here and now. My balled fists trembled as I breathed ruggedly.

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

And so, the room remained shrouded in quiet anticipation, as Darren slept on, his dreams entwined with the slumbering form of Lucy, waiting for the dawn of a new day and the promise it held. As the first rays of dawn stretched across the horizon, painting the sky with hues of pink and gold, Darren's weary eyes fluttered open. The events of the previous night flooded back to him, and with a heavy sigh, he rose from the chair and stretched his tired limbs. Just as he was about to make his way back to Lucy's room, the sound of the door creaking open caught his attention. The wizard emerged, his expression serene yet solemn, as if he carried the weight of ancient secrets upon his shoulders. Darr

His magic was pissed and wanted to save its mate but needed more time to heal Michael and clear a vein in his hand so I could get the blood I needed. Drax watched as others watched from outside the barrier of the room and the looks of fascination on their faces got me every time. Once I retrieved the blood, we left the room and walked back to the room designated for spells. Marsha and I mixed his blood with the potion and we started the spell, and while doing the spell we heard a loud thud and Drax was passed out on the floor. We stopped to see if he was okay, and I smiled to myself, and said, "He will be fine, he needs a little rest," before returning to my chanting, winking my eye at her.

Draco. “How’s that possible?” Draco muttered under his breath, eyes locked with Edrand who had equal measure of shocked and excited look on his face. “The lord is my mate?” Edrand blurted and rushed to where Draco stood still with a galloping heart. “You’re my mate, my love…” Draco couldn’t respond. Was it Edrand that sneaked into the Wilbur estate? Was he the black lycan he saw running away? Was it really him that stirred such powerful feelings that nearly crushed his heart?

Sarah hurled some insults at me but what surprised me most was that Alpha Draco hushed her. “Leave, I need some time alone with her.” He replied to her in what seemed like a harsh tone. Finally, I think he can recognize me as his mate. And you, Sarah, are done for. A smile crept up to my face as I watched Alpha Draco come closer, his pupils were much darker and it looked like he could recognise me now. My eyes surveyed the whole room as I watched Sarah leave in anger. After she was gone Alpha Draco pulled me closer to him, my hearts were in my throat as I locked eyes with his pale blue eyes. I could feel my gown falling off me and without remorse, he tore my pants and thrust inside of me. Th