Fanfiction Harry Potter Split Personality Novels & Stories

“Read.” The simple search showed words that somehow seemed more terrifying than a bipolar person. “Split personality disorder, also known as dissociative personality disorder or multiple people personality disorder,” I read loudly, “is a disorder characterized by the presence of two or more distinct personalities or states?” I asked. Eloise just shrugged so I continued. “It is usually a reaction to severe trauma as a way to help the person avoid bad memories.” I put the phone down. “So you think this is what he has?”

I paused for a moment, “It is at best a cautionary tale of a man who tried to play god with his body and suffered the consequences or a symbolic portrayal of the real Split personality disorder and at its worst…speculative fiction of human nature.” His eyes narrowed and my heart sank. I recognized that gleam in any Professor's eye. “Explain.” I winced internally at his demand. I should have kept my answer shorter, succinct and enough to get things over with, but of course I had to slip. There was no other way around it. Taking a deep breath, I continued.

I asked again, raising my hand and hesitantly reaching out to him. I wanted to touch him. To check that my eyes were not deceiving me. Maybe I was under some hallucination? Or, perhaps, I was becoming mad? “I don’t have any idea,” he shook his head. “But I know the Reive who’s about to occupy the throne of Aldenor, is not me. Well, not quite me. But it’s hard to explain. I myself don’t understand it. Sometimes, it seems like I have a split personality,” he chuckled sadly. “You’d better not have dealings with such people, little one.”

But I couldn’t find the medicine I was looking for. I clicked on the drugs category and searched for 'Splity Drug' there. And I almost jumped for joy when an article came out. ‘Split Into Two Drug or known as SPLITY DRUG is a drug that when a host drinks, it can make another persona inside his head and can take over whenever the person is so emotional and is being stressed. And also, this drug is made because its second personality is a persona who has an attitude of a complete demon who can kill a person without any mercy. ’

two different people in one body. “No,” the Inspector shook his head, “Charlie closed. Or Harry doesn't want to come out... I don't know. Psychiatrists and psychologists are already working with him, maybe they will talk. We haven't succeeded yet. That's why everything you can say about Harry's personality is so important. It really does seem to be a completely different person. Charles is simply unaware of many of his imaginary brother's affairs. — Is that how? Kit seemed surprised. — May I see him?

But he was also still standing in front of me, his golden eyes burning into mine, his hands still firm on my waist. My lips parted in shock. “H-how…” My voice cracked. “How are you… there?” A faint smirk tugged at the lips of the one in front of me, as if my confusion pleased him. His voice slid back into my mind, dark and smooth. Because I can split myself. Two bodies. One soul. I swallowed hard, my head spinning. It didn’t feel real. My mind screamed that this was wrong, unnatural. But my body didn’t back away.

"uhhh. i am not i human!" "what! you clearly don't have a split personality. i can sense it!" Wu asked shocked. (Split personality is your other person or creature exist within your body. either werewolf vampire warlocks giants they all have 2 persons sharing one body. one is themselves other are there supernatural partner) "Sense it? are you a vampire?" My sudden question further confused Wu as he changed into defensive gesture. "Look if you don't tell me the truth than don't blame me for my actions!"

"What?" She crossed her arms, chewing her lip like she was weighing her words, then finally sighed. "Look, we all know it’s insane enough that you exist in the first place. A hybrid of two things that have never really mixed. And I believe this might be a consequence of that and more, Harlyn." Her eyes flickered with something peculiar, not pity, but a bystander's understanding. "I believe the opposing natures of lycanthropy and sorcery have somehow... split. Manifested into individual entities that are both fighting for dominance."

She blamed herself and beat herself each day, each second, to be the stronger version of herself. For him. “If she did, then even after she died, she wouldn’t leave you be. She would find a way to return to you,” Harriet said. “And here I am, coming back to life only for you.” The other Harriet was never gone. The timeline was erased, but her soul remained intact... just like everybody else. Liam’s soul was the only one who got scattered and divided into seven because he almost achieved godhood with his potential, thus separating his mind and collecting each of his memories from his past life into a different consciousness.

I stuttered, he stopped walking towards me and ran his hands through his unruly hair. “You were 16, you were a kid. We haven’t had a pair of fated mates in this pack since before your father was Alpha, I’ve been researching for two years about what this would mean for you, for us.” “Well…what did you find?” “Not much, just that fated mates are two souls blessed by the moon goddess with her magic link she pulls from nature, those texts are safely guarded by the witches of the world. None of the witches I’ve traveled to see would let me anywhere near them.” His head hung low.