Bowtruckles Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Tears cleared tracks through the smears of soot on his face. Harry cradled a human child, rocking back and forth as he wept, unashamed of the great sobs that shook through him, and seeming unaware that the wound on his wrist was still bleeding. The blood on the child’s mouth showed that Harry had been trying to heal him when he had died.

He glared at Willow as a disdainful look appeared on his face. "Who do you think is the one playing games with you? You don't believe me? Alright, then let me show you how sincere I am about this!" Then, Damian raised his leg and stomped hard on Harry's arm. There was a loud crack, and Harry's arm snapped in two. "Ah!" Harry let out another sickening scream as cold sweat poured down his body. He was in so much pain that his entire face was contorted. "Mom, save me! He's a lunatic! He'll really kill me!"

"Don't go outside, Br-" "Brandon's here," Brooke said. "And outside is exactly where I'm going." Brooke made it outside just as Harry's fist connected with Brandon's jaw. "You think you're tough now that you can use your werewolf strength?" Harry yelled. "Come on then! Show me how tough you are!" "Harry!" Brooke cried and winced when she heard her cousin's nose crunch. "Stop it! Harry!" Brooke stepped forward but suddenly Kal and Indianna were at her side, pulling her back.

" Would you even be standing here if I had blown up the house?" He crossed his arms over his chest, a smug tugging at one side of his lips. " Yeah right, all thanks to Merlin who showed up to fix everything with just a simple magic trick," I playfully winked at him then moved my gaze to mom whose mouth was agape. " With the second help of my beloved friend, Harry Potter,”

Harry was the nephew of the underworld’s Bo “Boxchamp” Lynch. He was renowned in the underworld for his fighting skills. However, he was blown away while Adrian remained completely unscathed. ‘What the heck is going on?’ Everyone was dumbfounded and they were confused over what just transpired. Harry was puzzled as well. He did not see Adrian move at all, yet he felt a painful sensation in his waist before he was instantly blown away. “What the heck is going on?” Harry was astounded.

Joshua, who clearly knew what I was capable of, found it difficult to speak. That was how cowardly my cousin was; he acted high and mighty in public, sullying the Wright name, but he was just a useless person who didn't even take his studies seriously and knew nothing about business. He was a typical waste of space. “Let go of my friends; I will tell my dad, and he will tell grandfather what you are doing,” Joshua said, his attempt at a threat as ridiculous as ever. A disturbing noise sounding like a howl from a pig that was being slaughtered echoed through the parking lot. I didn't even blink as I stared at the man who was writhing on the ground in pain with both of his wrists bent at an un

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.

I slide over to her putting the dummy in her mouth, which makes the small guy shout once again. "What are you doing?!" He shouts towards me, I hold my hands up in surrender once again, last time I try to help someone. "I was just helping the baby," I mutter, does this guy need to show us he's tough even with his size? The taller guy pulls Rick over the counter and to the floor to join our group, he proceeds to pace around the shop floor for a little while, his eyes looking over the group than down and something in his hands, from afar it looked like a little photo that you could fit in your wallet.

Lockhart appeared out of nowhere, swiftly moving behind him and yanking him away from me. "What the hell?" Marcus cursed, his anger flaring as he tried to strike Mr. Lockhart. However, Mr. Lockhart skillfully caught his hand and delivered a powerful punch right to Marcus's face. "This isn't over," Marcus warned, clutching his bleeding nose, before finally retreating from the scene. A shocked expression flooded my features as I looked at him, Skully or Mr. Lockhart. It made sense that he was strong, he was skully after all.

She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!" The two sisters gave each other questioning looks. It was the first time they had heard this person's name. Darya grinned at Bianca as she leaned forward slightly, pushing the leather pouch with her fingertips." I don't know a Severus Snape. For his fame to have reached humans, he must be a fabulous wizard." Bianca hiccupped in surprise and quickly changed the subject. "So this bag contains...?" "It's a contraceptive tea," Darya explained calmly. However, her pupils could no longer maintain a fixed focus, and her usually sumptuous ebony-black skin seemed to lose its luster.