Badass Powerful Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He had never dared to speak of it, but often he thought with anguish of what might happen to him if the lunar madness took hold of him. Would he be as strong as the Mad One? Or would he be hunted down and shot by order of the Council? The question did not even arise. He had neither the power nor the authority of the Mad One, and he would have been slaughtered without a second thought the day his lunacy got out of control. _ She is beautiful, Harry! Hurry up! Get closer to Mate. Mate is waiting for us," Till cried admiringly. Harry swallowed hard and took a step forward. He felt as if he were walking on clouds of cotton. The world suddenly seemed softer, more tolerable, and less cold.

He snaps still unsure but more convinced then before “But just for the record I still think this is all in my mind and I’m only listening because I miss mums voice” I smirk, giggling at how childish he could be, but damn did I not miss it. Just as I was about to tell him the entire plan I could feel a barrier in his head drop down, I surge forward gasping when I realise I could see what he seen, hear what he heard, feel what he could feel. “Turn or il empty hell fire on her” this instantly made his body tighten as he looks up into the eyes of a cold hearted killer, he was a weasley looking bastard, dark brown hair with bushy eyebrows and an even bushier nose

I looked again and it was gone. Mad! I am completely going mad! " I swear, she is a witch!" I muttered slowly to myself and got down from the bonet, smiling at my silly thoughts. HARRY'S POV "Ahhhh!" I was thursting inside the girl, I brought home from club tonight. It felt so good, while I was near climax, when my phone ringed. I decided to ignore it, getting lost in pleasure thrusting faster, but then my eyes opened wide, hearing the ringtone "Who let the dogs out" playing. It was the ringtone, I saved for Boss's call.

I say to her. Then she sighs. “Have you even seen her story? I think she has moved on, Hiram. Look at what she is doing to you. Haven’t you had enough? We can break the mate bond magically without her, and…” “No,” I clutch my chest as I crash onto the ground, the weight in it threatening to suffocate me. “Just tell her I love her.” These were my last words before everything went dark.

I seen the table with hot chocolate, strawberries, grapes and chocolates all are my favorite ◇KARTHIK POV◇ I seen her expressions really they're really priceless the moment she seen chocolate her whole concentration shifted on that I know very well about her I made her to sit on my lap I dipped the strawberry in hot chocolate and made her to eat she bited it while moaning the chocolate is dripping from her lips the moment of her lips were way so cute I licked her lips she looked at me and said "you have there so many na why doing like this" I chuckled and replied by pulling her cheeks "because this is way sweeter than that" she blushed I made her to lay on bed I asked "do you believe me" she

The literal color of her soul. But, she wasn’t always like this. Growing up we were extremely close. We were the best of friends, but when I started to grow into my powers she began to despise me. That’s when she noticed the difference in our hair color. My hair was silver, almost shiny white, and hers black. She began to dabble in the dark arts and began praying to the dark lord, and he blessed her with his magic. It wasn’t as strong as the Moon Goddess’s gift to me but she was still powerful. Her magic feeds on people, on their life force, and when I found out how she was getting stronger, I called her out on it.

“shall we head home love, I need a shower and maybe a massage, it’s been so long since Drax and I had some action oh it felt good!” “Let’s go wash that stink off you” she says playfully holding her nose then giggling “ahh I’m so excited for my baby!” “you told her?” “did you want me to stand there and take being misunderstood?” he rolls his eyes and turns away from me “Harry, take this to the dungeon and secure it please”

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Adrian's POV It's been a hell of a day with Harry. The lad's already fascinated by Alpha power. He watches my every move, mimicking my stance when I train, asking questions about strength, control, and dominance. At five, he's strong-stronger than most pups his age. But power without control? That's a disaster waiting to happen. "Focus, Harry," I say, kneeling beside him. He's trying to hold an energy barrier, his little hands trembling with effort.