His Little Bird Dramione Novels & Stories

"The fragile little canary you imagined is an eagle in the human world, one that's capable of soaring to heights you can't imagine." Draco's pupils trembled. That was when he realized how wrong he had been. His lips quivered, and tears streamed down his face as he pleaded, "Mother… Please tell me where Lea is." "Molzen, but she doesn't go by Lea anymore. Her name's Anastasia Rose." That day, Draco began packing to leave for Molzen, but Nanette showed up to block the door with her wolves, wearing the Luna's crown. Her eyes were red-rimmed.

I darted in and out of the trees as fast as my legs would carry me. Soon enough I came into the clearing by the lake. Sat by the edge of the water was Draco's enormous ashen gray dragon. He let out another deafening roar into the air, and it was such a sad song. My heart broke for him when he lowered his head and nudged at the lifeless body of Lorena. His snout was huge, almost half the size of her tiny body, but he was so gentle when he tried to nudge her awake. He knew she was gone, but there was a part of him hoping that he was wrong. I stepped forward with my hands up, and when my foot snapped a twig he startled, shooting a fireball at me. I jumped out of the way and shouted out, “Draco,

“Little bird, this is the best cookie I’ve ever had. Thank you.” The panic was replaced by happiness as she bowed again and raced off back into the house. I pulled the phone by up, switching it back to voice only, listening for Bryan. He breathed out. ‘That’s our Luna.’

“You’re like a caged bird, fighting to escape. But let me tell you, little bird, your cage is unbreakable.” “Don’t call me that,” I snapped, glaring up at him. Draven crouched down to my level, his piercing eyes boring into mine. “What should I call you, then? Kamrynn? Or perhaps something more fitting… my future Luna.” I recoiled as much as I could, but the chair held me firmly in place. “You’re delusional,” I spat. Draven laughed softly, standing back to his full height. “Delusional? No sweetheart, I prefer the term, practical.”

His gaze locked with Dean’s, almost as though he were trying to convince him to accept the arrangement. Dean didn’t respond directly. Instead, his voice barely above a whisper, he murmured, "But it feels like I'm a bird in your cage." The words, soft as they were, hit Damon like a heavy blow. Damon’s expression shifted ever so slightly, but he said nothing more, choosing to continue eating in silence.

“Eyes closed little birdie, I have another surprise.” I do as I’m told then laugh. “D, this isn’t you giving me your snake, is it? I mean it’s all nice and everything, but I don’t need you to present it to me in my hands like a gift, and I don’t think your brothers want to see that.” It’s the sort of crazy he would do. I hear them all laughing. “No, my snake is tucked away for later. Now shut it little birdie.” Birdie! “Is it a bird?”

wrote back Cynthia . "I don't think there is someone with this name in our school at present .Why don't you read it and found out ." wrote back Damon . "No not all .It's her personal diary ." wrote Cynthia . "I suspect you aren't a slytherin right ." wrote Damon with a green snake emoji . Natasha ent an wide eyes emoji . "What " Damon wrote with a laughing emoji . " I never thought you could be a potterhead ." wrote Cynthia . "Forgot? Hogwarts has slytherins too ." wrote Damon .

I might need to refurnish it before he returns or should I say before I bring him home? “Let me go!” Mia thrashed around as she was being dragged into the dungeon. My jaw tightened, holding the smoke in my mouth as my men threw her on the floor. I stood from the chair, crunching the floor. She cowered back in fear, clutching the side of her dress. “You may leave.” I dismissed my men. They nodded, bowing in respect before exiting the room quietly. I exhaled the smoke onto her face, watching her choke in discomfort. I chuckled wickedly, bringing the cigarette to my lips and drawing air into my mouth.

Mira muttered to herself as her facial expression changed immediately. “Are you serious about what you just said? Wow, who would have thought Draco always knew Kimberly.” Killian said to Alpha Damien. Damien was not too surprised because there was a time he noticed that Draco was too caring to Kimberly but then he also thought Draco was just caring and that's all. “It is over now, because Kimberly no longer recognise him.” It was funny to Killian that Kimberly would forget the way Draco looked when they shared so much when they were younger. “Are you sure she really doesn't remember him again?” Draco asked Alpha Damien because he was finding it hard to believe.

When she had greeted him this morning, he had simply replied to her quickly and walked away making her heart sink to the deepest pit of her stomach. Damien would steal glances at Kira and the moment he noticed that she was about to look his way, he'd looked away not wanting to be caught. He was battling with what he felt and refused to believe he did all of that on his own accord. He desperately wanted to believe Damon did all of that and not him. "Are you ready to speak now?" Draco asked and after finally giving up on being resistant, the creature nodded his head weakly. "Good. Now, let's begin with your name and what you bastards are really called. I'm curious buddy, what exactly are you p