Harry Potter Corvinus Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Against his lips, as he sucked harder on them. Her soft whimpers against his ears. Her soft tiny frame being pressed against his hard one. The way she trembled under him when he bit her skin. She looked like an innocent seductress. A throaty chuckle left from his lips when he again reflected on the word. Innocent. That witch and innocent. More like a temptress. Seductive witch! Harry wouldn't deny that he wanted her. There and then he wanted to do more than what he was doing. And he knew he wouldn't have regretted doing it after all she sealed her fate with him.

"Come on now, let's finish what we started." Giving Amethyst a hand, she then went on to undress herself to let her fair skin clutter Amethyst's head. "CORVUS, your time is now!" Wendell's face appeared before her after a familiar voice whispered in her head. Breaking away from disarray, Amethyst took in a deep breath whilst her mendacious eyes gaze at Olivia with ardent. "Curse you, Wendell!" She huffed after realising that 'this' was Wendell's spell. Having to play along, Amethyst took out her trembling hands and placed them on Olivia's ashen cheeks. "Sleep tight!"

The two understudies comprehended what she implied. "How about we go, we should not burn through our time conversing with witches, we could even be harmed by those!" said the understudy. "Right, how about we go." Then they left and created some distance from them. Arosh and Fanky were irritated when they changed Harry's uniform. The understudies who had eyes only for Harry continued to fly off the handle with her. Furthermore, other terrible names they called her. She gradually entered the quarters and shut the entryway, and afterward she hit the hay.

"Smart fox. Any other interesting developments I should know about?" I tilted my head, giving him a smirk of my own. "Are you stalking a slave girl who apparently made it to Crown tier?" He gave me a pointed look, but I caught the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "Just making sure my investment is protected." The word 'investment' stung a little, like a sharp small barb wire making a cut. I pushed the feeling aside and told him everything Harrion had said, every detail I could remember. The way his voice had felt pretentious, and how he found any chance for our hands to touch. I watched Riven's expression carefully as I spoke, noting how his jaw tightened when I mentioned Harrison taking

“I kind of figured when you all but swooned back at the academy.” “Okay,” I swallow, feeling awkward, before glancing back down at my food. Taking a bite of the beans I let it warm my tongue a little before chewing. “If you're aware then why am I still here?” “What do you mean?” “I mean, I remember everything you told me yesterday and I think I have an idea of where that conversation was heading to. If my guess is right, I have no business being in this school.” “I think you already know that isn’t true Coral,” He tilts his head, staring at me calmly. “As my daughter, you’re an elemental conjurer. Being elemental is hereditary, and there is no way the blood-”

she whispered the last sentence, like she didn't want anyone else to hear. Panic slithered down my spine, “I've told you that I didn't use anything. If you don't believe me, that's not my problem is it?” I gritted out. Corvina's eyes widened, her nostrils flaring and then a malicious smile crept upon her lips, “Oh it'll be a big problem for you. You wait and see what I'd do to you for using magic on my Alpha!” And with that, she stormed out of the dining room, leaving me to my thoughts of what she planned to do to me.

“You shouldn’t have been able to—” “It wasn’t easy,” he admitted, his eyes flicking around the room. “It just didn’t look like a fight. What kind of spell did you use?” His gaze settled on Willow’s sleeping form. “Who’s that?” he asked, pausing. “Your… roommate?” “No,” I replied quietly, keeping my tone flat. “My friend. From House Ignis.” Corin’s silver eyes returned to me, he stepped closer, studying my face. “You’ve changed,” he said, a note of something like surprise and appraisal in his voice.

what was happening! Coraline twitched her tongue as she stared at Hazel... she walked over and stood in front of Hazel, who was trying her best to move, but her entire body felt like it had been petrified... "You remind me so much of myself.. that was why I couldn't sit back when you were captured... it made me sad to know that you failed when you were so close to getting what you wanted... sad, isn't it? " Coraline said, and her hand travelled to Hazel's face.... Hazel's eyes were wide as she continued with her struggles of trying to free herself from the forbidden magic coraline had used on her. but she couldn't, and no matter how much she tried, nothing worked, and it was all useless... s

“I knew she must be asleep, unable to hold the spell at the same level. I figured knocking her out would loosen it enough that the counterspell would work.” “You’re brilliant,” she says. “So are you,” he replies, touching her face, “beautiful and brilliant.” I turn away to let them seal their moment with a kiss. She’s back, and she’s as perfect as always. And we will never, fucking ever, lose this woman again. “Should I rip off this witch’s head?” Everyone turns to Finn, who is staring at Coraline as she lies on the floor.

“He’s trying to save himself.” Corvin barked a raw broken laugh. “From you?” He twisted as though trying to drag himself toward Finn through sheer hatred alone. “You sent him to hunt me. Him.” He jerked his head in my direction. “Promised me this fucker would walk into my trap, then sent him after me the moment I stepped out with one cripple to cover my fucking back.” That had some of them looking at Finn properly then. Not as victorious returner. Not even as suspect yet. Looking the way wolves do when an old familiar scent has suddenly gone sour and they are trying to work out how long it has been rotting under their noses without them naming it.