Female Harry Potter Fan Art Novels & Stories

If I had just have accepted the king mom would still be here. “He drew this…” Richard drew my attention to him, as he held a piece of paper out for me to see, a crayon drawing rested on it. It was quite good actually. “He’s a little artist in the making.” On the paper was a drawing of a a girl with dark hair, she had been given muscles, and her hair was tied in a ponytail that sat right at the top of her head, much like a unicorn horn which made me chuckle with tears still flowing. Is that really how Freddie viewed me? He saw me as this amazing, powerful superhero?

Though those eyes, his smile, his voice… his body… ugh! The last one he did has to be my favorite; it's of a young girl with pigtails, holding her pregnant belly and wading into a lake under the moonlight. As usual, the detail is breathtaking, and the girl looks like a Goddess. There’s a wolf, just on the edge of the water, watching. I have such a hard time believing it's me, but it is.

Well, it’s more of an 18+ Otome game of a girl surrounded by the 10 boys who are just horny as fruit cake for an eyeless girl’ ‘My dear, you have guessed it right, I make heavenly art that will make your nose bleed and make you faint in the heat. Make your heart skip a beat as I have to do it’s an 18+ game’ Making Kai do the dramatic pose with his two fingers over his glasses. ‘Almost makes my own nose bleed as I do, as I’m totally into the character I made, who looks more like my Senpai and my lover. Inspiration bro inspiration!’ “Wow congrats now it makes me more jealous of your skills and how fast you areas for me, I think it will be done by tomorrow” making the Senpai pouts, Kai starts t

His gaze was still annoying, “Is there anything else you need to explain? What I don't know?" Now his head moved to the side twice, “nothing. I think that's enough. But if your brain is still not satisfied, you can ask whatever you want right now.” “Can you stop saying brain? It's as if you're the smarter one here than the rest of us!” I was furious with him, my emotions came out without me realizing it. The yellow-haired youth on my right quickly tightened his grip. Even though I noticed he was looking at me nervously, I still ignored him. This time my attention is focused on a short-haired girl named Kimi Van Harfi.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

She couldn't understand his hatred toward witches and wondered why he felt that way toward them. Then suddenly, she saw an image of a young boy who looked like Francis standing at the same place she stood, looking at a man sitting on Francis's office. As she looked at the young boy that was nearly 12 year old, she reconized the familiar golden eyes and dark blue hair. He was looking firmly at the man behind the office desk, standing straigh like a soldier.

All the uproar in the capital that exploded as soon as Harriet arrived was caused by a strange rumour. *** Arai Padparadscha was the eldest daughter of Padparadscha Duchy. She had pastel orange hair with a hint of pink, cut short and neatly like a man's haircut. The woman's skin was a sweet dark tone, like black honey, and her eyes were a deep red, almost brown when seen from afar.

Something seemed familiar about her and I couldn't place a finger on where I have met her before. "It looks as though you have quite the eye for great art", I said, giving her a subtle smile.She grinned, glancing at the portrait."Yes, I do. I am a big fan of seamus. Though he is not the type who takes the credit and comes out to the public, I love all his works and I always look forward to each new release", she said.I glanced at the artwork, a painting of prehistoric lovers, sharing a kiss while sitting on beach rock. The lady wore little clothes, which barely covered her body while her male lover, wore a piece of clothing that covered his groin area.

She has a way of making people feel both comfortable and seemingly uncomfortable, like she can see right through them. Yet, because I was curious to learn more about what she was doing, and I had so many queries left to ask about the games that her students was warning me, I continued through my path ignoring her sinister remarks, only to hitch my breath once again when I saw her painting a dark yet royal portrait on a sinister black canvas. I could vividly see what she was working on─ a girl with long violet hair dangerously holding a piece of a broken shard of mirror, leveled in her eyes. Painted in that very same shard was a foreboding aura and a seemingly alter ego, a much darker version

"Got it. Though we had to outsmart some very annoying Pokers to get it." "Pokers?" Nyla raised an eyebrow. "Evil little tree creatures who like to trap people in pits and collect their bones," Dalia said with a shudder. "But we figured it out. Eventually." "What about you two?" Kaida asked. "You both look like you've seen ghosts." "Something like that," I muttered, not ready to talk about what I'd had to do in the Mad Mage's cottage. Maybe I never would be. Then Gretchen and Kai appeared. Gretchen's hair hung heavily with damp strands plastered across her face, and she was wearing what looked like a jacket over her shoulders, shivering slightly.