Quidditch Draco Novels & Stories

"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."

What if she doesn’t want to be Queen or them Kings? Draco was a formidable thirty-nine-foot silver dragon. Silver denoted Mystics. Their eyes were the color of gemstones. The color represented the primary element that they drew their power from. Draco’s eyes were an electric blue because he drew his power from water. One might think that fire would be the most powerful element, but it was not. Water was because there were water molecules in the air that could be used as an extensive power source. Also, when there was no other way to fight, the water could be harnessed.

I snarled, trying to break through it, but her spell wrapped around my limbs like chains. “I told you,” she whispered, stepping closer, “we’ve been waiting for you.” A shadow moved behind her, slow and deliberate. The witches stepped aside. Draco emerged from the trees. He was tall, wrapped in a dark trench coat and hooded mask. His aura bled corruption into the air, it made the forest itself recoil. Even the river below went silent. “You should have listened when I warned you, Silas,” Draco said, voice smooth as poison. “You can’t win this war. Hand over Aurelia, and I’ll make your death quick.”

“Bye, my sweet children!” I hung the phone up and smiled at Illyana and Alessandro, “So, I guess we need to search for Draco Pendragon!” “I know of Draco. He is a dragon. He isn’t easy to find and is notorious for being elusive. We will need to consult with a witch to get a locator spell to find him.” Ares grunts, clearly not looking forward to these next steps. “Thank you, Alpha! Thank you, Luna!” Alessandro and Illyana chide as they leave Ares’s office.

“You mean they passed through the borders and we didn’t notice?” Dario asks, furious and a little surprised because he prided himself in knowing that his pack has top security as he also was instantly notified whenever a breach was to happen. “Yes. Draco is with them”. James said with a sigh, waiting for an outburst from Darionas Draco was a good friend but a terrible foe. Draco is a cvampire that is out of the ordinary, as he was born both by a witch and a vampire.

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.

3RD PERSON Everyone is holding their breath while waiting for the duel between Black Dragon and Hercules to start. They seems to be trying to gauge each other’s skill on the sword. Hercules is using a longsword and JD is using a katana. Who will dominate the duel? Everyone is waiting to witness it. Finally, Hercules raised his sword and attacks JD in full force. JD just lightly flicks his katana towards his longsword and deflects the attack. “Is that your best?” JD asks Hercules who is already starting to get annoyed.

"I'm not really they're uncle." I watch as shoulders suddenly drop. One of the oldest twins steps forward and gives me a short salute and an eye roll towards Ashrac. "We like to call him uncle because it bugs him. Name's Drayce of the Purple Dragon Clan. We're twelve. This is my brother Ejder of the Purple Dragon Clan." They are both tall and lean with a lot of growing to do, but you can see they'll be the size of Ashrac before long. Both girls dutifully step forward next. They begin at the same time, stop, and then the one on the right speaks. "I'm Zara of the Purple Dragon Clan and this is-"

This was too critical to leave in their incompetent hands; time was running out, and freedom was tantalizingly close. "I know," I muttered, feeling the weight of my diminished powers. The Dragon Queen’s binding spells were robbing me of my strength, but they didn’t realize that I had harnessed the power of my own secret weapon—Scarlett. A dark empress displaced to the human realm, half witch and half dragon shifter, her extraordinary magic had been deemed too dangerous by the cowardly council of dragon slayers. I had felt her potent aura and brought her back, cloaking her in protection spells. Soon, those who cast her out would pay dearly.

From the balcony, the entire court is watching them. Loras is already with Dracos, making sure the riding equipment is in place for the fourth time today. He steps aside when Omar approaches. "I, Omar Dradarian, descendant of the first dragon king, ask you to obey me!" Omar shouts into the air, his voice powerful and clear. Dracos looks at him for a second before howling to the sky. He lets his huge head down and Omar goes closer. The flame erupts from his mouth and for a second, Astrid's heart stops. Next to her, Loras tenses up too.