Harry Potter Absorbs Basilisk Venom Fanfiction Novels & Stories

All of them pressing at the edges of my mind, uninvited but impossible to ignore. My hands moved automatically, sprinkling powdered basilisk root into the bubbling mixture. The liquid hissed, flaring orange before deepening to gold. I whispered the shaping words Professor Zimmer had taught us, my voice barely audible over the murmur of the class. The magic surged higher than it should have, flames curling over the rim of the cauldron, licking up the air like they were alive.

Suck his blood? He could feel his pulse racing when he felt her breathe on his neck. He tried to move and resist, but her hands were on his nape and shoulder to keep him in place. He wanted to at least fight for his life but the damn rope in his wrists and ankles were too tight for him to free himself. “Your blood smells so good to me, you know that?” she asked in her bedroom voice. Lanver cursed himself at the back of his mind. He was in the middle of life and death situation, yet here he was, noticing how his predator’s voice sounded so good. He must be insane. Or maybe he was under her hypnosis so he couldn’t resist?

" It can not be! A loud sound comes from the top of the stairs, and I can hear Sarah's screams. I grip my necklace tightly and begin the prayer Grandma had taught us when we were kids. I feel my eyes sting, and the stone in my necklace heats up, burning my hand. The smell of burning skin makes me nauseous, but that only makes me grip the necklace tighter. I close my eyes and whisper the final lines of the prayer. " Are you OK, darling? " I hear Mom's sweet voice. I open my eyes and see her looking at me scared. Her hand touches my face. " Wow, you're hot and sweating cold. Your eyes are red, and you're pale. I let go of my necklace and sigh in relief. Mom's eyes flicker, her gaze focused on

The walls had been repainted, and new furniture now occupied the living room, but the faint scent of her mother's favorite lavender cleaner filled her nose along with the smell of something cooking. “You didn’t call,” Dorothea said, shutting the door behind her. “I didn’t have time,” She replied flatly, setting her suitcase down near the stairs. Her mother wrung her hands. “You should’ve called.” “What difference would it have made?” Kallista snapped. Before Dorothea could respond, a deep voice cut through the tension. “Kallista? Is that you?” Benedict Jones entered the room, a glass of whiskey in hand. The years had softened his features, but his eyes, they still carried that dead look anyt

“Because I knew how you’d react.” “I’m going to kill it,” Harry swore. “Yep, just like that Harry, whoever it was, is now dead so don't be too overly...” “This is serious, Milady," Jerome said. "...the dark creature's venom was deadly.", "Oh, God. Can you at least tell me what to do with this Venom? And stop being a mother hen...and," "Diana, this is serious." Lady Maria interrupts her. "I know it's serious. Whatever it did to me, it hurts like hell now."

The snake lets out a screech and tosses Harold into a tree with a Big Crunch. “No” I screamed pulling all the anger from my heart into one large fireball. I launch it at the snake. The snake let’s out another screech; this time blood curling- before melting into a pile of green goo. Ben is already at Harold’s side. He is badly injured, his bones are crushed from the blow. I look through my pack for a healing potion. “Oh sweet girl, it’s much too late for any potions” he wheezed. “I’m sorry, we couldn’t keep our promise” I cried.

For eight years, I and my two kid sisters together with my mother suffered hell, my mother had been compelled to look for a cleaning job in a Backery here in Scotswood, Newcastle shortly after my dad passed away, we also moved to a small apartment which my mom could afford the rent. We had been compelled to go into the new apartment one year after the demise of my dad, we were forcefully move out of our apartment. Feeding became a challenge, all my father's investment were claimed by a strange woman who had proven to be the next of kin to my father, she claimed all his investments and properties. My mom told us how that the lady by the name kate was to get married to my dad, but that she was

“You did. But I’m not mad, if that’s what you’re afraid of.” “I wasn’t even aware,” she mumbled behind her hands. “I just remember feeling hot, heart racing, and then… blackout. I’m so embarrassed.” Harry leaned back, a faint smile playing on his lips now. “If it helps… you were adorable. Like a kitten high on catnip.” “Oh my God, don’t compare me to a kitten,” Arabella groaned, her cheeks flaming. “I don’t even know why I acted that crazy.” “Grandpa’s potion is unpredictable,” Harry said, grabbing his coffee. “And you just drank it like it was tea.”

Defeated and imprisoned in the basement, she loomed as a dark presence in our aftermath. A wave of conflicting emotions surged through me. I harbored deep hatred and revulsion for this malevolent woman, yet there was also a trace of compassion and reluctance. Harry emerged from the basement, dragging a frail and pitiful figure behind him. The person who had once been a formidable magician was now reduced to a shadow of her former self. Her body, once powerful and vibrant, had become a mere husk, a stark testament to the cost of dabbling in dark arts. Yolanda was brought before us, barely able to stand. Her face was ashen, her eyes vacant, yet a flicker of defiance and hatred remained in her

“But you know, a few of my powers didn’t work on you.” “Which ones?” “The first day we met, I used my power to go invisible and your father couldn’t even see me but turns out that you could see me. Also, when I tried to alter reality, it didn’t work on you because of the vampire potion which is with you,” he explained to her. “So, me fainting every time I eat warm food, is that because of the potion too?” Becca asked, connecting the dots. “I guess,” he told her. “This means, once you take the potion from me, I can eat delicious hot food without the fear of fainting,” she squealed in excitement. “Will your powers work on me after the potion is taken from me?”