Harry Potter Creates His Own Magic Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I frowned, guess I wasn’t one of the ones who could read it… "No luck?" Chris asked. "No." I handed it to Raihana, who flipped it open. "So, are we looking for a disguising spell to sneak us in, a tracing spell, or…?" She looked at me and I sat forward, furrowing my brows. "I'm not taking you in there… So something that can disguise me, so I can sneak in. Like a cloaking spell or something." "Giving me some serious Harry Potter vibes." Chris smirked "And that makes you guys the ugly werewolves." Raihana remarked.

“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?”

Regrets started to drown me in. Ty laughed and I quickly focused my attention back on him. "So that is why he has been searching for Harry Potter books! You turned him into a Harry Potter lover." "A Potterhead!" I gave her a disapproving look. Muggles, smh. "Yeah, whatever you call it." He rolled his eyes, clearly did not care, and I shot daggers at him.

Please work, please, please, please. "Tonight, I call forth time and space to return Kiarr and Benjamin to me. Bound by our love and passion through our lives long past and now, I call Benjamin and Kiarr- my loves -my boyfriends back to me." I keep rambling when nothing changes, hope dying inside me. "With this wand made by my hands and witnessed by both of you, I summon Ben and Kiarr forth." My room is eerily quiet and empty.

I can hear them crying in their graves… how their research and work got reduced to dog food by a certain high-ranking entity! Just how can it be possible… No wait… he did bring me back to life in another world with a set of magical powers… which totally defies logic and reason… But… this fan is the embodiment of a divinity’s potential! The abyss just gave me a fan made of… mana. Yes… I am holding onto something made of energy… with my physical hands… That’s when I realized the weight of being the Harold of a somewhat omnipotent being… This…fan is no ordinary fan; it’s something that may be of great use in the future!

That was why he tried to read it upside down. Allan and the others decided not to pay their friend's bizarre quirk any heed anymore. After all, it was common for some geniuses to have their own weird quirks. To Audrey's surprise, the blatant lie that she created actually worked. It seemed that her friends actually believed her. 'GREAT!' She thought to herself before she winked at Nero. Just like how the student warlocks and sorceresses of Iridos were busy doing each of their own business, the Headmaster of the school was busy as well.

I said to him in walking around his room, I turned my head to him in waiting for an answer and he quickly shook his head from one side to another. So he hadn't any family members. But from disgust smell, I smelled something else. He had drugs there, he kept them in a book. I went by the bookshelf and took the third book. "Harry Poter? Are you for real?" He kept in a children's tale drugs. Pages were cut in the middle of a book and placed drugs instead. He paled from my question maybe he was afraid that I liked his book and he destroyed what I like. No, I didn't like this nonsense, but... I shook my head in thinking drop it, Jack.

“Haley can create portals. She is a witch.” He raised his eyebrow. --- If you like the story, do send in your comments and reviews:)

She wore the neck lace kerchief, yet he could tell it didn’t do her justice because it didn’t hide how her bosom almost spilled over the top of her bodice. He walked toward his uncle who came his way. “What can I do for you, Uncle?” “I thought you would like to play a game with us. Lady Sarah mentioned she had learned a new game that expands on Trundling Hoop and Roll, but she doesn’t quite remember how to play.” Henry ran his fingers through his salt and pepper colored hair and gave Gabe a crooked smile. “With you traveling so much, I was hoping you had learned this game as well.”

Deliberately forgot, but that's hardly the point. I grind my pussy against his hardness as he swipes my hair to one side. He buries his face in my exposed neck and takes a long sniff. "You smell like a real-life wet dream." Real-life wet dream? I laugh at my vivid imagination. Tens of women at work drool over Rhys Redmond, but I must be the only one filling up pages with fantasies of things that will never happen. If this doesn’t get me checked into a mental facility, nothing will.