روايات وقصص ضمن Harry Potter Has A Pet Dragon Fanfiction

They were going over the plan again for the second time. “You are certain the king has a real-life elder dragon?”, Dragomir asked still in disbelief. “Yes, he does, locked in a cage and chained. A private pet…”, Esmeray answered, “He has an obsession for dragons and loves to have them by his side as a show of his strength”. “Pathetic”, Dragomir spat. Raisel appeared to be thinking, "That would explain this kingdom's unnecessary obsession over these creatures"

"I don't want to be your pet, Draco. I'm going back to Molzen." "You heard me?" His pupils flickered with panic before he pulled me tight into his arms and declared, "You're not going anywhere in this lifetime. You're my fated mate, so your soul belongs to me!" "So, am I supposed to just be your pet? Am I supposed to watch you start a family with some she-wolf?" He reached out and gently wiped my tears away. "I'm not mating anyone else but you." His embrace used to be the sole comfort for my nightmares, but now, it felt like a trap tightening around me.

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-"

Then I saw his thin lips curl up from under his black mask. I gasped when he flipped me around, my back colliding with the closed door. He had hitched one of my legs up, his body pressing closer against mine. “Your body says otherwise, little lamb” Prince Darion whispered in my ear, his lips trailing my neck. Fuck! why did my own body betray me?

He tried to call on his dragon form but it wouldn’t come due to his injuries. “I have to help him.” Rosalie cried as She wiggled out of Dominic’s grasp. He quickly grabbed the baby as Rosalie wobbled a small distance. She closed her eyes and shifted. The pain filing the anger she had towards Charles as his dragon form roared. Ever dragon in the area quivered with it. The power behind the purple dragon was unexpected. Even Charles was thinking twice. He backed away from Drezic as it approached. ‘Desiree sweetheart. It’s me.’ Charles roared happy to see her as a dragon. He still yearned for her and if he wanted he could take her as his mate to.

she cried. “And I’ll thank you to halt looking.” Cassie laughed. Sydney turned absent, letting Claw get dressed. She shook her head again. “Draco’s a … a dragon?” “Yes. That implies he has a magical bond, a association with as it were one person.” Something clicked profound interior. Sydney’s intellect nearly split against that primal information. She shook her head, furiously denying what she as of now knew to be true. “I can’t,” she whispered. “I have to prepare this.”

Pierre adjusted the heaters in the car to focus more on the egg and purred to it as he stroked the egg shell with his thumb, keeping the blanket close to it. "I'm going to have so much fun raising you," he told the egg softly, giving it a loving look. "Charles is going to get jealous when I spend so much time with you~" I could hear the chirps quieting as the little baby inside grew tired. I purred as I drove us back to the castle. I pulled out my phone and decided to let Lyle and Kingsley know. I put them in the same text group as I typed up a message to send to them. Me: Hey... so I may have- bought a dragon and I might be bringing it home to the Rosario castle. It's going to hatch tomorro

’ He growls. The dragon emits a rumbling growl at Sir Hugo as a warning. ‘You mean this dragon?’ I reply, walking up to it and begin rubbing his chest. He purrs and falls to his side like a dog so that I can reach his belly. ‘Whose a good dragon! Yes, you are!’ I say to him. Sir Hugo pales, and his mouth gapes open. ‘What in the wands is going on? Why isn’t it trying to kill you?’ He asks in confusion at the situation.

"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