Harry Potter Pet Dragon Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I'm not sure what he's talking about, but it's scarring the shit out of me. "How about it boys? Do yall feel like having some fun with the princess here?" Chills coat my arms with the way Gold tooth looks at me. "What about you pretty little dragon? Do you want to play?" He asks me. I violently shake my head no. When he gets closer to me; I spit on him. My dragon is pissed. She paces back and forth trying to fight the spell holding her back. She's praying these stupid fuckers take off these handcuffs. As soon as they do; she's gonna kill them.

“I am. You impress me sometimes Wraya but you should also know that protecting me like that isn’t the way. Do you know how mad your water fairy would have been if she knew what you did to her best friend?” With my words confirming through the dragon’s head his slit like eyes widened in disbelief. “Wait so you’re telling me that this annoying, spoiled wolf is the water fairy’s best friend?” He almost screamed, not that loud enough to wake Draco up. I nodded, smiling. Amused by the dragon’s reaction. “He is.” I watched how Wraya dropped the woods towards the ambers of the previous branches which were turning to ashes and a new wave of fire blew across with the arrival of more new woods.

‘Do you think I am so stupid that I would leave your magic unlocked little hybrid? He began to fist his hard cock his eyes locked on her glistening pussy, to her shame she could not prevent her arousal. Draco was a gorgeous male specimen and he knew it. His dark golden hair and flashing emerald green eyes made him irresitable to females, he was never short of at least two of them in his bed every night, dragons had an insatiable appetite for sex in all its enchanting forms and he had taken full advanatge of his postion as King to satisfy his every whim. Now he would fulfil his lust fuelled dreams but fucking the stunningly beautiful hybrid he had desired since that first meeting.

“Of course I would find the only emotionally clingy monster in the forest and make it mine.” I groaned, staring at the tiny beast licking blood from its lips, purring even louder, like it was laughing at me. Of course. Of course I would bond with a baby dragon in the murder forest. Only me. Only Violet Black.

Everlys Diary Entry: "I knew I had to escape. His presence suffocated me. There was no choice but to flee or risk losing every essence of who I was. I waited for the perfect moment and leapt into the unknown, finding refuge in the werewolf territory. It was there that I met him, the love of my life—Olivia's father. Our love was forbidden but pure, and despite all odds, we thrived. But now... now my dragon remains imprisoned in that dark land, for my race does not forgive nor forget." Tears welled up as I read about her difficult decision to leave everything behind for a chance at freedom and love. I scarcely noticed when sleep began to claim me. The diary fell from my hands, and the warm, co

"Did you say there's a dragon beneath the cave? I thought all the dragons died out thousands of years ago?" "You also thought that unicorns and werewolves were legends until a year ago. Here we are living among you now, so who's to say that dragons aren't real and walking this earth as well. There is a great dragon beneath the cave and his name is Draco. Draco is a great green dragon with hot fire and tough scales. His eyes are yellow and his tongue is red and he wants all the world of men to be dead. The last time he saw a human he burned them alive. I think you should tell him that you are a witch. That should save your life."

“Your pet has been busy. She has found herself both a lover and a derha.” “Derha?” said Ilyria. “Dragon,” translated Madame Skia.

Nuri and Alec were growing closer with each sunrise and each sunset. Laying in bed with Nuri wrapped up in his arms, Alec realized that he did not want to be without her, if anything; he wanted to spend the rest of his life with Nuri. He wanted to to protect her, be the man she deserved… but he was nothing more than a human, looking at Nuri that lay sound asleep, he pulled her close and she snuggled in his arms, the idea than dawned on him; what if he was to find a transformation potion to help him change into a dragon!

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.

I say, letting him know in my head that his taste far exceeds any pancakes that I'll get here or anywhere. He growls, then begins holding plates of food while I dish what I want and then put some on his plate too. When he’s done, he looks at the prophecy that Lily is holding open and begins to read out loud: ‘With dragon's love And dragon's light The last of their kind Will again unite. With magic so pure And love so sweet Together they'll see When at last, they meet. She who was lost Having lived through strife Will return once again Bringing new life