Hermione X Draco Novels & Stories

George gritted his teeth, looking at the idiot in front of him. "It's not that easy. He is not a normal dragon. He is Drake Hamilton, the most powerful orange dragon ever born. No one can kill him just like that. Not even the dragon elders. Even if we complain, he has a valid reason to be there in the fairy world. So not even the dragon elders could punish him for that" George pointed out.

( A wild grin across his humanoid face) MARTHA : Tch… you deducing my ability is not going to deter me from what I’ve planned for you DRACO : I would have it no other way…. ( coming to a halt at the middle of the church aisle) Martha takes out a sword from underneath the altar and begins to walk towards Draco DRACO : That’s it, come to me and face your final judgment MARTHA : I’ll kill you….. Martha begin to run towards Draco with a menacing look on her face, Draco forms another dark ball on his palm and sets it loose…..

The heat of his touch was searing, shocking through the thin silk of my dress. "Enough," Draco growled. The sound was deep, vibrating against my back as he effortlessly hoisted me over his shoulder as if I weighed nothing more than a feather. The world tilted violently... the room, the brothers, the opulent lighting all spinning into a blur. "Draco!" Daemon laughed, though there was a frantic edge of surprise in his tone. "Don't be such a miserable bastard. She was just getting to the fun part." "I am finished with the pleasantries," Draco bit out, his voice a low, terrifying rasp that sent a jolt of genuine fear... and something far more complicated, straight to my core.

I twist my mouth, and my facial muscles relax as we share a moment of understanding. However, the unsettling feeling within me still lingers about my standing in Hermione's view. I feel like I can't compare to the history she shares with Xavier – years of friendship that have deepened their bond. Nevertheless, I'll continue to be persistent until she lets me in and accepts me as her partner. I grasp the door handle and step out of the restroom, granting Xavier the privacy he needs. As I head back to the bar area, Hermione intercepts me, her eyes blazing with simmering fury, her expression deathly calm. My step falters when I run into her, and my heart skips a beat.

I didn't have time to react but the only thing I saw from the corner of my eyes was the orange flames that were growing more and more in front of the packhouse and the scream of Alpha Nathan, he was screaming in agony, pain and once I turn around I saw why he was in pain, the orange flames were coming from him and looking next to me I saw Hermione so focus on him that I finally catch up that she was the one burning him alive. “ Stop” I whisper to her but it's like she isn't hearing me, standing in front of her I keep repeating myself but that isn't working, I kiss her at first she starts fighting me but a few seconds later she starts to relax and at the end, she passes out. Picking her up. W

Then, after a stretch of silence that went on just long enough to irritate me, Xavier snapped his fingers softly, as if the final piece of a puzzle had just clicked into place. "I've got it now," he said, leaning back with a slow grin spreading across his face. "It's that dancer at the club, isn't it? She is really giving you a hard time. She is not falling at your feet the way every other woman does." He let out a short laugh of disbelief. "I never thought I would live to see this day. The almighty Draco, humbled by a woman." "Shut your mouth, Xavier, or I will shut it for you," I said, gripping my glass tighter than necessary, because the infuriating truth was that he wasn't wrong.

One of them said, A devious plan was hatched in the meeting, if that didn’t get her out then it would be the first of many. Later, when the ladies had filed out after an oath of secrecy. I sat alone, thinking. Draco was not incapable of love as I had said, he just hadn’t found it. And with the way he touched Scarlett, I knew he had finally found the one thing we never thought he could have. But I would make sure he lost it before he even knew he had it.

I knew there were female Dragons, but this was the first time I had seen one. Even the memories I did recall, I couldn’t remember ever meeting a female Dragon. Watching her closely, I felt a tinge of jealousy when she touched Cyran’s left bicep, placing her hand over the mark. A moment later she closed her eyes and began chanting something that I couldn’t understand.

Despite being held by Draco, she felt like she was going to collapse. Draco leaned in close to her, their faces were inches apart. In fact, the tips of their noses were almost touching. She could feel his labored breathing and the scent of his breath, a mix of mint and liquor. His face remained emotionless, even as her piercing gaze bore into him.

ROOOAAAARRR Draco's body swayed and plunged into the lake containing the dragon potion. Draco turned into a human form and swam to the surface. He then crept up to the edge of the lake and rolled on the ground, soaking wet. “Astrid! He hurt Astrid!” Draco groaned with a very, very angry face. "Draco! Focus!” Zergenth's ordered. "How can I focus? He hurt Astrid! I can feel it. He made Astrid suffer," Draco said, shaking with anger.