Harry Potter Finds A Dragon Egg Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

cried Drake. Quickly, Drake transformed into his dragon form. It glows in the dark of night. His feet then landed on the ground with a thud, stepping on many giant worms at once. Drake then swallowed the ruby's heart whole. Her stomach is now glowing red. “Drake, throw up! It will explode!” “I will take him to space! Take good care of June, Alarick," answered Drake in his dragon voice that echoed through the forest. Drake then flew into the sky before anyone could stop him.

He didn't know what the old Lord wanted to use the girl for, but he could only guess that the old man needed a virgin or something for one of his numerous sacrifices. It wasn't unheard of for the Silver Falcon to dabble in dark magic or even more. He had a massive following of deranged fanatics who were always making pilgrimage to his temple every year. Even more with the plague. "Yes! Yes! I would. Bring her to me." He said and Rhaegal signalled to one of his men. As they inched closer he gave them specific instructions and they scurried off towards the tent that held all their loot. "Do tell, is there a specific reason why you want her? I mean... Your instructions were so strange."

Maybe humans and dragons were more alike than anyone had previously thought. Mother was in the dining room when we appeared. Her deep black straight hair was a mess of tangles at the front, as if she had been running her hands through the strands every second since we had left this morning. When she saw me, she visibly relaxed, almost slumping back into her seat.

“Or at least she will be, if she ever decides to hatch.” Pointing across the room, he draws my attention to a large egg snugly nestled in an incubator padded with clothing that had once belonged to my Carnelia and me, surrounding her with the scent of her family. Gazing at the egg in wonder, I approach her very carefully. “I saw a small dragon in my dream,” I confess. “Silver, with golden eyes.” “Oh, is that how she looks?” Deklaan’s smile stretches lovingly across his face, softening his features. “I haven’t seen her yet. Her egg, however, seems attracted to me. Sometimes it just appears in my arms when I haven’t visited in a while.”

Then, with searing eyes, he locked his gaze on the black-red dragon egg in the ancestral hall on Arcadia Island. Swoosh! Instantly, Christian’s figure flashes as he arrived in front of the dragon egg with a slight blue current on his body. With a face full of excitement and a smile at the corners of his mouth, Christian looked at the dragon egg that was slowly hatching in front of him. He said with a smile, “Finally, this Black Dragon Heart belongs to me.” After saying that, Christian raised his hand and a three-layer golden magic circle appeared on his palm. It looked very obscure and flickered with strange characters.

Flavia was already crying out loud. Drakko bent down, relief falling over Flavia as whatever she was giving birth to slipped out of her vagina. She sighed, so tired she was ready to pass out yet she had spoke too because the pressure built again. “It’s an egg.” Drakko, the mighty chief of the second largest dragon clan spoke up, holding up the black leathery and scaled large egg in his hand. No one dared say a thing. Their minds were just not meant to process such information. The vampire queen’s cries drew them back, Drakko and Ziss suddenly helping with the birth of another leathery egg.

Mairwen could tell without the translation that things were not going well with the dragons. Before the magical creatures attacked--for at this rate there was no doubt in her head that they would-- the humans needed to find the Dragon Heir. The Princess considered looking for the egg herself, but then she got an idea. Slipping past Junayd, who was arguing with Alaron, Mairwen tiptoed down the stairs to find a quiet, secluded spot. When she was alone, the beautiful girl stroked the Seeker around her neck. The fairy felt cool to her touch.

I sighed and nodded slowly. “The other day I found her a tree during one of my runs,” I admitted. “She was just a baby, and I didn’t want to leave her. I’ve been getting leaves and bugs for her to eat, and she even had a little cage she slept in. But I guess it wasn’t strong enough to hold her.” “Unless the cage is fireproof, it wouldn’t hold a dragon regardless of the size,” Zach informed me. I felt so stupid, and I knew he was probably going to yell at me and tell everybody that I was the one who brought the dragon into the school.

I can't see his face, but I can tell the merman gives me his attention. "The egg shook!" Hayden sighs. "Whatever you say..." "I'm not lying!" "No, but you have a very vivid imagination..." I pout. "I know what I saw..." My eyes travel back to the egg, and my lips curl higher. The spotted egg does nothing, yet I hug it tighter. "You're going to be named Zafira, and you're my dragon."

Soon after, she fell into a deep sleep, and Alaric stayed by her side, watching both her and their children. *** Mariah watched in eagerness as the first egg cracked. Alaric had given a mark to the egg so that they would know the first one. Within the days that passed, the egg’s color slowly changed, and now, it was dark brown in color. As the first crack appeared, she could feel her heart swelling in anticipation; she couldn’t wait to see him, her little one. A tiny screech was heard, and her heart missed a beat. Her eyes refused to leave the tiny crack that was growing bigger by the second. Soon, the top part of the egg fell off, and staring at her was a baby dragon with soft golden scales