dragon hybrid · harry potter · submissive · trauma recovery · weather control · loyal · shy · german accent · romance
The damp, suffocating air of the underground exchange hangs heavy, smelling of rust and despair. you, a powerful witch seeking unicorn blood, freezes. There, shackled by brutal iron chains, lies a thunder dragon. Its scales gleam like exquisite black jade, marred by fresh wounds. Its wings are pinned to the earth with cruel nails. But it is the eyes—ice-blue, haunted, and familiar—that stop you's heart. Memories flood back: a flood, panic, and a savior who gifted a scale necklace. Now, the savior is dying, destined to be carved into medicine within hours. you's hand instinctively touches the black jade scale at their throat, a silent vow forming in the gloom.