Hermione Draco Novels & Stories

Draco is commonly known as the Dark Lord, but he’s actually the Higher Power of Evil. “Silas has a point. Paxton is the first hybrid amongst the supernatural creatures,” Draco commented. Lucia sighed. “So, where do we even begin searching for answers when it comes to him?” “I don’t think it would be wise to go asking the witches about it. We would have to hold our own investigation,” I suggested before there was smoke around us. We coughed until it cleared up to reveal a beautiful Caucasian woman with long black hair and green eyes. “Silas Keller?” she spoke up.

Helena gritted, her eyes rolling in anger. She was trying to keep her cool all this while because of the hunger she was experiencing, but now that she was filled up, she had the strength to curse both of them. She knew how sensitive Draco was to smells and scents because he gets irritated by them easily, so she purposely carried a scented bag along with her to put him in discomfort.

Her hair had a streak of silver in it and this proved that she was a half blood. She was dressed in a sleeveless black shirt, leather pants, boots and ankle length leather gloves. Her eyes were black and the tips of her ears were slightly pointed. Two more dragons arrived. They were both reddish in color and they weren't as large as the first dragon. Two men hopped down from the dragons and joined the young lady. The dragons flew away while the visitors remained in their position by the gate. Shortly, the king approached with his guards. "Anya, welcome to Silvera" The king said and she bowed to the king. Then, she handed an envelope to him.

The door creaked open as Adrian stepped inside. He glanced at Draco for affirmation. A small nod from his side had Adrian ordering the witches to come inside. There were three of them. Draco has known one of them before. When his father got sick she cured him with her potions. Draco has high hopes for them. "My Lord," The three of them bowed slightly while whispering. "This is my wife here. I want you to cure her and that toddler," Draco said stoically. His cold voice and icy gaze gave nothing away except for the unexplainable fear that rattled their hearts.

he said. "Mila is documenting the wedding timeline," I said. "She's thorough," he said. "She can do both." I looked at Maren. Maren made the sound a third time. "She's talking to you," Draco said. "She's ten weeks old," I said. "She has the witch line," he said. "Draco —" "And the wolf heritage," he said. "Draco." "And she's our daughter," he said. "So she's —" "Don't say it," I said.

I rolled off the bed, my legs a bit wobbly, I took tentative steps to the full-length mirror, The woman in the reflection looked mid-twenties, as I stared, her bits of memory made further sense, Her black hair cascaded down to her knees, her eyes cloudy grey; she was slim with thick thighs and a bit tall for a lady. I whipped around, eager to confirm I was really back, I had only a short gown on, but I didn’t care. I silently pushed open the door, careful not to make a noise, I tip-toed out, the hallways were just the same but in a different part of the mansion, I took the stairs down, While rounding the corner to a familiar hallway, I bumped into a hard surface, "Oh, Hera, you're awake!" Th

The maid opened the window when she heard the noise. 'Elena, please tell the young lady that we have entered the Baron's territory. 'Okay.' Sitting across from Elena was a young girl in a mage's robe. She had a slender figure and jade-like skin, with long black hair that reached down to her waist. Her beautiful and delicate face was only slightly better than that of a goddess, especially those black eyes that had a charm that could captivate a person's soul. Kristen Stewart, the only daughter of Baron Stewart, a dragon vein wizard of the first order and a magician of the first order, has the title of the most beautiful tulip in Brittany.

When he spotted the Unicorns he knew right away they had her and then he saw her sit up and stretch out her arms the wind catching her glorious hair and tossing it behind her like a glittering banner. ‘What the fuck?’ He growled, ‘Why isn’t she strapped to that fucking Unicorn?’ He knew there was a special harness they used but it was clear she was riding the idiot bare-backed, just as he decided to fly close and chastise them she fell. The two Unicorns panicked, there was no way they were fast enough to catch her and if she hit the ground she would die, Draco wasn’t even aware he had dived after her until he heard the wind whistling in his ears. For all their huge size Dragons are very flex

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

I thought maybe something was wrong with the amulet, this explains it. “Draco was clear that we are to wait,” the stupid chief witch jumps in. I hate her. She terrorized me when I was a nobody here. “Draco is your leader now?” I ask, intentionally getting her in trouble. Draco is the most powerful wizard. He is the leader of the north hemisphere. Arrogant and pure evil. My master does not get along with him. “I…I…” she trembles when master shots her a deadly stare. “I will get everyone ready,” she adds and runs off. Pathetic coward.