Harry Potter Fanfiction Animagus Novels & Stories

We decide to walk through the woodlands to see if we can find the adventure playground and I tell everyone about the deer I saw this morning. “It must be such a peaceful life being a deer” I think out loud, “At school we were learning about reincarnation” says Izzy “I want to come back as a cat” “I want to come back as a dog” says Rosie as she pats Penelope on the head, Harry jumps up and down excitedly, “ooh, I want to come back as an eyeball”. We all burst out laughing. *

For eight years, I and my two kid sisters together with my mother suffered hell, my mother had been compelled to look for a cleaning job in a Backery here in Scotswood, Newcastle shortly after my dad passed away, we also moved to a small apartment which my mom could afford the rent. We had been compelled to go into the new apartment one year after the demise of my dad, we were forcefully move out of our apartment. Feeding became a challenge, all my father's investment were claimed by a strange woman who had proven to be the next of kin to my father, she claimed all his investments and properties. My mom told us how that the lady by the name kate was to get married to my dad, but that she was

"Lucy can't escape without me speaking the words to release him; he is harmless right now." "Harmless?" The guy snorts, and then his eyes widen with what looks like a sudden realization. "Wait a minute..." His gaze roams all over me. "Pale skin, raven hair, and a demon as a pet—you must be the principal's granddaughter!" The principal? I thought my grandmother was an ordinary Herbologist teacher, someone who specialized in herbology. She loves nature and always kept strange fungi at home. As if having read my private thoughts, Lucy clears his throat. 'Your grandmother needs to have a chat with you. Also, since you just saved my life, I owe to tell you that this guy right here stinks like a d

They harassed me countless times, made mockery of me and worst of it all, I dare say not a single word unless I get locked in the dungeon for a month and during that month, I was to feed on grasses like some ruminant animals. The more I narrate my life to Madame. Regina, I saw her break down the more. I slowly felt like I finally have a place to call home. When I go back to bed late at night, Dumbledore would show up in a somewhat shaggy dress that made him look like a homeless kid. Sometimes, I fed him while I starved myself. He was like a bird and I was the owner but then he was all I have and I would rather be in pains just to make sure that my pretty, innocent bird doesn’t die.

"Because if you shift now, if you attack me in front of my pack, I'll have no choice but to put you down. And I'd rather not kill my new mare before I've bred her." The words hit me like ice water. I thought of Maeve, watching from the crowd. I thought of Elara, the frightened girl who had braided my hair. I thought of everyone who might have helped me, everyone who might pay the price if I failed. My wolf snarled again, furious at my cowardice. But I pushed her down. I forced my eyes to stop glowing. I retracted my claws and canines. Ronan watched the transformation with something like disappointment. "Pity," he murmured. "I would have enjoyed the fight."

she announced with a playful glint in her eyes, causing me to take a cautious step back to observe her transformation. Penelope smirked, her eyes flickering with an unusual gleam. Without warning, her body started contorting, stretching, and twisting until fur emerged, her limbs elongated, her face transformed into a muzzle. In a matter of moments, she stood before me in the form of a majestic White she-wolf, her sharp amber eyes probing mine. My heart raced as I took in the impossible sight.

“Where are you going?” “I need to get my phone and, uh, make some calls.” “To who? The animal shelter?” “No, a friend.” I wince. “Because I really have no clue on how to change him back. I don’t even know how I did this in the first place. Transfiguration is really complicated magic that I’ve never even attempted on this level before.” Eliza’s blue eyes go wide. “You’re kidding, right?” “Oh, how I wish.” Eliza turns back to Scott-cat and shrugs. “I’ll take him home. I promise to take good care of him.”

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

I whispered, resting my forehead against his. The change was slow. His breathing steadied, his muscles relaxed beneath my touch. Then came the glow, the soft golden shimmer of shifting. “Alora,” Harry said urgently, “Move back. Now.” I obeyed, stumbling to my feet as Morgan began to transform. Fur melted into skin, claws into hands, fangs retreating into soft lips. My eyes turned to meet a very naked man crouched on the floor. “You’re… um… naked.” I said, my face turning red with embarrassment.

said Albus impatiently. "My pleasure, mate," said Lycus Lewis, grinning widely. He then cast a spell to send an army of ice crystal dragons made by Albus one by one to the point where the cursed Mana Tree was. "Good, now we're following Draco to the center of the battle," said Albus, banging his fan open. The white fan made of a thin layer of ice expanded, then floated in the air. Albus jumped on top of the white fan and rode it. He motioned for Lycus to come up on the fan with him. Lycus jumped up and stood up straight while holding the scepter with the tip touching the ground.