Harry Potter Archive Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Well, it was a good thing I already know the story, I have read it about a hundred or more times. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. What could be better than all the fantasy, action and thriller all in once? Trying to concentrate onto the words of the book and let my imagination disrupt my thoughts, I didn't even realise I managed to walk straight into something hard and strong. I gasped as I was almost knocked out off balance.

Hester was fast asleep when Harry hacked into her phone, his fingers flying over the keyboard. “What are you writing?” I whispered. He grinned. “An apology.” I watched as he typed a post from her account: "I want to sincerely apologize for the false pictures of Sienna Brooks. I acted out of jealousy and malice, and I deeply regret it. Sienna is a wonderful woman who deserves respect, and I hope people can forgive me for what I did." I snorted. “Too nice.” Harry chuckled. “Alright, how about this?” He tweaked it slightly before hitting Post. Once it was done, I moved out Harry, taking one final glance at Hester with contentment flowing through me and then I and Harry ran out, chuckling in chi

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

"Luna Agatha! Alpha Harry has left his room – he's heading toward the vault!" I curse, quickly grabbing my scattered clothes. "Monday, we'll have to continue this later." The disappointment in his eyes almost makes me laugh. These young wolves are so easy to manipulate. Look at how his dick is standing all over again as if he has not cummed six times now. That is why I like him, he is so strong. Harry could never ans the worst part is that Harry is the reason I am not getting fucked really good now! The vault. Of course Harry would try something so predictable. I make my way down through the secret passages I know so well- it is a shortcut and I reach the vault before him. In the darkness, I

I take my turn, and when I walk back, Harry looks at me and says, “We need to go. Mom and Dad heard about the incident here and want us home now.” I nod as I grab my bag, and Archer says, “Wait, we can escort you home!” I dangle my keys and say, “Not necessary. It was nice meeting you.” “Could I have your number?” He asks quickly. I look him up and down; he’s attractive, and this does give me an inside look at what’s going on in the packs. I can feel that Harry is frustrated by my interaction with Archer, but I ignore him. I say, “Give me your phone.”

"She gave me the power to open any door." "If she holds the key," the 'Delete' figure declared, "then she must enter the Archive. If she finds the 'Original Script' before the clock strikes twelve, she lives. If not, she and Julian Thorne become ink." Maya jumped in without hesitation. "Take me to the Archive." The man who looked like her father moved to her side. He whispered, so only she could hear. "The Archive isn’t a library, Maya. It’s a graveyard for things the Author never wrote. Watch out. The things in there are hungry."

COCK TALES Amber has been added to the group. Ryann- Hi Amber. In case you don’t know, this group chat is dedicated to documenting the tales of my friend Harry flirting with this cute bartender chick who is apparently completely uninterested in him. This is particularly entertaining as he is an Incubus and doesn’t usually have to work so hard for a girl’s attention. Harry- Hi Ryann’s friend. I want it noted that I am in fact incredibly handsome and ridiculously charming. It’s this girl that’s the strange one.

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

"I have no intention of harming you," Harry clarifies, face soured by the thought. "I would never harm a pregnant Omega, much less you, carrying the last line of Black." "My child will never be part of your sick twisted shit," Ariadne hisses. "You can go f*ck yourself." Harry laughs, eyes sparkling as if Ariadne had just complimented his pinstripe suit. "God, you're perfect. Like a lily, a perfect Madonna Lily," Harry says, and it causes Ariadne to nearly vomit.

I just want you Harry ,I want you deep inside of me right now ," I whispered weekly ,I just couldn't imagine why . Harry didn't argue with me or even try to struggle ,all he did was pull me away and take off his clothes bringing out his already hard dock to my entrance . I jumped at the size of it alone ,I knew how much I loved this feeling and seeing it was something that I really did live so much ,I just couldn't place my hands on it . Harry pulled off my panties and when he did he began to hit his dick on my already wet entrance. That was it ,I found myself moaning so hard .