Fanfic Lemon Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Hm… might have to have a good long think on that one. Lena closed the book after finishing up the entry and put it back into its place in her desk drawer. She tugged the band out of her shoulder length brown hair, running her fingers through it. The young woman then moved over to her bed where on the nightstand, was a very worn copy of Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. She got comfortable on her bed, picked up the book and started to read. She got through about 10 pages before there was a knock on her door. "Come in!" Lena called. She glanced at the door when it opened and fellow sorority sister, Casey Grant, walked in.

Carson gave me a little pout. "Ok, I was thinking about Harry Potter and what he would have done in a situation like that, so I pointed the stick and yelled EXPELLIARMUS!" Everyone froze, Declan's mouth hit the table. Cleo and Gerry were giving me the 'what the fuck' look. Carson was the first one to topple over with laughter. "Fuck Luna. You are one crazy girl, you're lucky you're Gidian's mate or else you would have been a goner." He continued his laughter.

Then, at that point, Harry took her to their study hall, Fanky was astounded to see both of them clasping hands. "Stand by, what does that mean, are you dating?" Fanky guaranteed while grinning." Harry answered, "Yes!" grinning Harry said. "Amazing, congratulations!" said Fanky. "Much obliged! Okay, I'll simply pass by later at break time." Goodbye Harry. "Ok, OK." Arosh gestured. Harry immediately kissed her on the cheek, before at last leaving. "How sweet promptly in the first part of the day I was chomped by the subterranean insects now." Fanky prods.

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

"For a half-blood." I said nothing, just kept chewing. "I've had pure-blood bitches before," he continued, his voice low and intimate. "They're boring. Too obedient. Too easy." His hand slid from the back of the bench to my shoulder, his fingers tracing the edge of my dress's neckline. "I think you'll be different. I think you'll fight." I stopped chewing. "I like breaking things that fight," he whispered, leaning close to my ear. "It's more satisfying."

Harry whispered in a husky voice, “You are so tight, honey. Aren't you crazy about wanting me now? “You are bullying me…” Emma's tears fell down her blushing face, “Do you believe I will hate you?” Harry's heart suddenly tightened. Thinking of the scene of Charles holding her in his arms this afternoon, he continued to thrust himself inside her frantically, making her moan continuously. Tonight would definitely be a night of both passion and torment. She didn't like him anyway, it didn't matter if she hated him anymore.

Electric pleasure shot through me and I arched into his touch. "Off," Harry commanded, tugging at my robes impatiently. "I need to see you." I let him slip the robes off my shoulders, revealing the skimpy red lace underneath. Harry's eyes darkened with lust as they roamed over my nearly naked body. He reached out to trace the curve of my breast, thumb brushing over the stiff peak. "God, Hermione," he breathed. "You're perfect."

Lee says. I carefully sit on the side of the bed and pull down the sheets. "Fuck me. Do you see that, Lee?" I ask. She is only wearing a Hogwarts t-shirt. It's a Slytherin one with Draco Malfoy on it. "She is a big fan of bad boys." Lee laughs. "No! She is mine! She should be a fan of us, not him!" I snap at Lee furiously. "Ok, man. Lee replies, backing off. "I want to touch her. Fuck, look at her panties. They are see-through, black, sheer as fuck." I said, feeling myself getting excited.

“Oh, honey doll, I got two bottles of that one and the watermelon one.” Her eyes lit up when he said those precious words. “How did I wind up with the best friend in the entire world?” He took another drink. “Just lucky honey doll.” They snuggled up in their perspective house blanket, Emma Jean a Gryffindor, and Kieran a Hufflepuff. He looked over at her to see her Auburn curls cascading against the scarlet and gold tones. Her eyes were locked on the tv as she lifted a slice of Hawaiian pizza to her lips. Kieran realized at that moment he made a mistake in telling her he was interested in men all those years ago. There wasn’t anything he could do at that moment but just regret and find a way

"We can go after we celebrate their engagement." "Then will you wear a Slytherin uniform I brought for you for this trip?" I shift in my seat and peek over. "You brought a Harry Potter costume for this trip." "What? I brought my Gryffindor uniform. We are going to act a forbidden romance between the two houses." "Oh gross," Liam gagged next to him, making Lily giggle. "No one wants to hear that, bro." "Sometimes I feel like Mom had dropped him secretly without Dad and I noticing," Rex whispers, making me laugh.