Harry Potter Calling Potter Family Magic To Save Sirius Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

In her chamber, Morwen listened as Kieran reported his encounter with me and the boys. “She knew my name,” he whispered, voice raw. “She let me into her mind… and showed me nothing but fire.” Morwen’s face was pale. “She knows your name? she knows you're Harry?" Harry gripped the edge of the table. “She’s toying with us.” Morwen closed her eyes. “Then we stop playing her game.” “What do we do?” he asked. Morwen’s voice was quiet. Final. “We call the Hollow Watcher.”

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

I slowly nodded, not trusting my voice not to break right now. “Want to see if Chris is down for a movie marathon tonight? I’ll buy the snacks,” I could hear the smile in his voice, “It’ll be just like old times.” Chris was sitting in the row behind us, surely a middle finger to my mother. “Did I hear movie marathon and Chris?” his voice sounded from behind me. “Harry Potter?” “Hell yes!” Chris whisper-yelled, causing my mothers head to spin around like something straight out of a movie. If looks could kill; Chris would have been dead the moment her eyes met his.

“Yes, Dad. That’s … Angela. Young Master Walter could easily defeat her,” Harry said hopefully. Then, when they arrived at the police station and were placed in separate holding cells based on gender, Harry immediately spoke seriously to his father. “Dad, you call Ben. I’m absolutely certain that if you call him, he’ll help us right away.” John Jackson gave a wry smile. “That insolent cousin of yours will regret doing this to us.” Harry Jackson then urged his father to make the call immediately.

Lily asked. “Like Voldemort, he put pieces of his soul into objects so he could live forever. Evil fucking bastard, with his snake head.” Cyrus explained. “So, you’re actually turning Lily’s beautiful story into a kid’s story about a wizzard villain?” His mate April asked, rolling her eyes at her Cyrus. We all laughed. Cyrus always had a movie or song lyric to quote to explain a situation. “It’s not like Harry Potter. You can’t resurrect us using our grandkids.” I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide.

I will have to take advantage of the little time of well-being that I have left. Elizabeth clears her throat and tells me, “Well, like I was saying, premonitions are part of your birthright. Your mother had other talents and was very good. Perceiving time differently, that’s why. You have to learn to channel it. Now, when you awaken your magic, Harry knows exactly where you are.” I frown and tell her, “And by extension, he also now knows where you are.” “He won’t know if we put a blocking spell on the house.” I turn to see the person behind the singing voice. I see she is a young woman of about twenty-three years old, red hair, with big green eyes.

Harry thought his brother was safe and sound in another pack, training so that he would one day pass on his knowledge to the other pack members. Instead, he'd been sent to an asylum just for opening up and saying the truth. Sir Smith made a poor decision at the time, and his boys paid for it. Jeremy with his life and Harry with his heart It was an endless cycle. One that hurts time and time again. "Since you two are so incessantly showing you love your kids equally, why not hold a little contest?” Sir Smith suggests and Harry narrows his eyes at his father, trying to figure out the ploy that the man is on, but he has on a genuine expression.

Grainne replied, "Sorry, Harry, although it was indeed Uncle Levi who saved us this time, we won't be able to see him again after this. Could it be that Harry forgot to promise his mother that he would never see Uncle Levi again?" Harry lowered his head in annoyance, "Harry didn't forget, Harry just missed Uncle Levi so much... If mom isn't happy, then Harry won't see Uncle Levi again." Grainne stroked his head gently, and said graciously, "Thank you, Harry, for understanding Mom. Harry knows that being a man has to be faithful, right? I can't promise Uncle William and still mess with Uncle Levi.

I could tell by the expression on Dad's face, that Dad cannot believe that this being is actually standing before him. "I come by the order of Lady Korah. The Lady of the black cat coven..." The wizards says, when Ketura minions starts whispering "...to summon Miss Hermione Crofus; daughter of Mr. Christain Crofus into the coven's meeting happening in a moon’s time!" He hollers, stamping his long rod and disappearing into thin air. Gasps rent into the rent. The royal staffs panic. Everything seems to halt. I feel numb. Me? But why?

“Harry, what are you doing here, I asked the dashingly handsome boy walking towards me. “Hey, how are you doing?” “I'm fine,” I said with a smile, somehow the way I felt about Harry had changed. I saw him more as a friend than a potential lover now. I can't believe he came to look for me in my house like Harry is the dream of every girl, there have been rumors that even the Almighty Bella used magic to cast a spell on him. “I heard some rumors,” “About what?” “People are looking for you” “I don't understand, who?”