Harry Potter Crossover Novels & Stories

Carwyn Levi has a certain strength that makes those around him always obey his orders. Grainne finished showering, intending to climb into bed to sleep. She gently lifted the blanket, lay down next to Harry, and was about to turn off the light when suddenly discovered that his son was looking at her with half-lidded eyes. She asked gently, "Honey, why are you awake?" Harry blinked and said softly, "Mom, I'm having a nightmare, I'm scared." The look of her beloved son made Grainne extremely heartbroken, she hugged him and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, baby, mom is here, no one can harm you." "Mom, can Harry sleep with you tonight?" Harry curled up in Grainne's lap begging. Grainne knows w

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

Resolve. The Hallow stirs in the shadows behind me, a low hum vibrating through the room. It’s hungry. Growing. Waiting for the next offering. Jason believes this spell will give it what it needs. He doesn’t know I’ve changed it. He doesn’t know I’ve hidden a protection spell inside the binding, woven so tightly, so subtly, that even he won’t see it until it’s too late. A spell that keeps the chosen victim alive. A spell that starves the Hallow just enough to keep it from becoming whole. A spell that ensures Jason will never win.

I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide. “You’ve actually seen Harry fucking Potter?!” “I’ve read it. I have kids and grandkids. I need to know the things they know. Besides, even though the author was a dumbass, it’s a pretty cool story.” Cyrus nodded, “it is, right?” He winked at me. “But don’t fucking worry. I’ll die first, so I’ll let you know what it’s like.” “Don’t make jokes about that!” April said, slapping Cyrus’ arm, who pretended to be more hurt than he actually was.

The boy nods in reply then are dragged by his father back to the cold mansion. Harry is presently sixteen and he is running an important role to support the Lilacs house. From business to innovation he builds it all with his own hand. He just finished his latest project that is to build train rails in order to encourage peoples to travel further and surrounds the world. It is a very successful operation and he received tons of honours from many Kingdoms in the Z world. The world where zombies reside. It is spring and colourful flowers hordes on the ground waiting to be swept by the maids... Although the weather is nice, Harry still feels empty...like a blank piece of paper searching for colo

TO WALK ON TWO FEET AGAIN AS HUMAN AND SWITCH BACK TO WOLF AS SHE PLEASES” I threw the ingredients on Luna Iris and she immediately fell to the ground writhing in pain and howling. A strange wind began to blow around us and raised me off the ground. That’s when a surge of darkness rushed out of her and filled my body. The pain I felt from it was unimaginable, I couldn’t even let out a sound. It felt like fire filled my veins and eventually nothing but darkness took over. It was a peaceful darkness, not like the other times where it was filled with nightmares and things that had happened in my life. I was walking through a field filled with daffodil. After all I had been through I was finall

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

“Croissants. From the place that pretends they’re from Paris.” “Bless you,” I muttered, taking one. Lila perched on the arm of the couch, crossing one leg over the other. “So… I woke up to your face all over my feed again. It’s giving ‘star-crossed scandal sequel.’” I groaned. “Please don’t start.” She grinned. “Relax. I’m not judging. I’m just saying — the man looked like a walking heartbreak out there. You could feel the tension through the photos.”

Trick said, practically jumping in excitement, "This is great. I've always wanted to try this spell. You ready, Rose?" "Wait! This is your first time trying the spell? What are you--" But Trick had already started tracing his magicked finger on her skin, while pinning her arm with his other hand. Rose stopped, mesmerized at the swirl of lines he was creating-- a perfect replica of the chalice in front of them. Then, once it was complete, Trick levitated the cup to his hand, absorbing it with his magic before implanting it into its silhouette on Rose's arm. It didn't take long until the cup disappeared into Rose's skin.

Peter interjected, even more confused. "I don't seek vengeance for family feuds, but that bastard attacked my friend. When I went to retaliate, I discovered he was a lunatic, so I used all my strength to cripple him," Harry explained. "Is your friend alright?" Peter's question made me reassess my perception of his ruthlessness. "She's fine. A skilled healer with a strong foundation in magic," Harry said, referring to Lisa. "What else is in your circle other than werewolf, vampire and magician? Monsters?" Peter, the only human present, was at a loss for words.