Harry Potter Edited Novels & Stories

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:45 AM Larry Potter was doing a fine impression of a fish outside the water at the moment. What he just saw was some very amazing stuff, even when magic is taken into account. But then, he only knew this magic world for a little more than a year, so he didn't have much of a base to compare. Larry Potter then looked at his Head of House, and paused. Even if she was not doing a fish outside the water impression, she was looking at Erik with wide eyes.

The camera slowly moved. Harry, wearing loose casual clothes, was actually standing in the corner somewhat stiffly. His face was slightly uneasy. "Joanne, happy birthday. I know I've done a lot of things wrong in the past, but I truly wish..." He said a lot, but the scene came to a screeching halt. Apparently, Harry tried to confess, only to have Edwin remove that clip. It wasn't appropriate for Harry to apologize, admit his faults, and repent at such a happy time.

Then, slowly… something changed. He zoomed in on the image. Studied it carefully. His brows pulled together slightly. Sara watched him anxiously. “Well?” she asked quietly. “You see it too, right? It looks bad.” Kingsley didn’t answer immediately. Instead, he zoomed in further on a specific part of the image. Then another. And another. Finally, he lowered the phone slightly and looked at her. “This is edited,” he said calmly. Sara blinked. “What?”

I feel the mattress dip beside me, the blankets ruffling beside me until I feel a body touching mine. I look to see Ryder draping his long arm over my shoulders. Smirking at the TV. I turn back, grabbing the remote to finish my movie. I press resume and relax into his arm. "Harry Potter?" He asks, a little disgusted. "Yeah, why?" I sit up a bit. "It's boring." He bluntly states. I feel hurt. And, I mean, hurt. How could anyone say that Harry Potter is boring? "It's not boring." I all but spit out.

Then, he deleted all the copies of these photos in his hand. He dared not play any tricks with Harry. As he was deleting those photos, he noticed something.

Ernest looks at him with admiration, he knew the capabilities of his boss, and how strong he had been although he appeared otherwise. “You're telling me because you're my friend”Harry walks over to the large mirror he had in his living room and looks at himself, he's too handsome a man, his curly black hair is perfectly manicured, his face is made up of a thin chin, his green eyes match the pale tone of his skin, and the last few years of rehabilitation in the gym had made his muscles stand out over his clothes, but Harry hated the fact that he didn't have a leg and that he didn't have his family, there were things that money couldn't buy, he would have given anything in the world to have hi

Edward clicks his teeth at the man, and the Alpha immediately dims, reminding them all of who’s thrall he’s under. “At least we know who he is now,” Edward sighs. “That’s better than nothing. All we have to do is do him in before he destroys us. I can make him one of mine, eliminate the threat.” Harry shakes his head, rolling his eyes, but remaining silent. “Speak,” Edward says disdainfully. “But remember, you’re on thin f*cking ice.” “There’s no way to control that man,” Harry says. “He had his fucking scent glands removed a long fucking time ago. I never understood it until now, but he took them out the day after Victor’s parents mated.”

“This place sure is filthy. I nearly forgot about this because of some nuisance, but you can fix this, right, Harry?” His threatening tone they are the use of hearing from him. His smile and expression show his pride, which is his embracing nature. “Of course.” Harry confidently said, snapping his finger and in a second changing everything into the pristine and luxurious property that is their little haven of darkness. “Now that we have our place, our identity is set, shall we all work according to His will?” Harry reminded them with a tone that is threatening and not just a simple reminder. With their expression that shows their sins. One by one they change their appearance. One by one they