Harry Potter Fanfiction Marauders Novels & Stories

MONTY'S POV "Harry are damn joking with me?, What the heck are you saying!?, that you what to fucking Elope with Aura?, Harry what the heck is wrong with you huh?… You are supposed to be by my side at this point as your girlfriend rather than planning some silly shits that can never happen!" I yelled as I pumped air out of my mouth in anger as my eyes turned red showing how angry I was. Harry was really getting on my nerves that I just felt like strangling him to death at once because he ain't helping matters at all. He is rather making things tough for me with his endless and blind love story of Aurora.

Seb raised his head and stared at her, irritated. “Shh! It was just a hologram message!” Dorin hushed her. [It was so clear you wouldn’t have thought that it came from more that 500 leagues away.] wrote Seb. Mar looked at him jealously. [She was very lovely.] “Arghhhh!” Mar sat back down and grabbed her red hair. “I want to meet her too!” [She probably won’t come until Dorin graduates as an arch mage.] “Ugh... That would take at least 3 years...” grumbled Mar. “But wait a minute, wouldn’t you rather be in the military division?”

Hagrid, who was looking in the direction of the ground's gates, turned back and answered after seeing that it was Erik who had asked. "Good evening, Lord Ravenclaw. I was waiting to see if we had any more visitors, but I have just witnessed the most amazing vision that I could have ever had. I saw Lucius Malfoy being bounced by the school's wards and being dropped on his behind in front of the ground's gates." Hagrid explained, not managing to hide a smile behind his thick beard. "I imagine that should have been an amazing vision indeed." Erik spoke, chuckling a little.

If Mate had been a wolf, she would have been an Alpha female," Till barked happily. A shiver ran down Harry's spine as he felt his soul mate's canines pierce his lower lip again. "Mate, I think you've had enough for now," Harry tried to articulate. Emmanuelle froze, then slowly raised her eyes to meet his gaze. She had to stand on her tiptoes to come and speak against his lips: "So tasty," she said seductively, running her tongue over his lips. Harry's skin regenerated again, and he couldn't take his eyes off his soul mate. Till trembled in one of the recesses of Harry's mind: _ Harry... I really don't know how to take this. Usually, I wouldn't mind our Mate talking about us as a snack. But

“Hadies thinks we’re her loyal dogs, and we’re helping her destroy the academy. But every time we touch you... We see you. I... I remember the bond, I can't bring myself to hurt you, or feed the spell she's creating.” Maddox’s fingers expertly hit that spot that made my thighs shake again. “But we’ve been starving the spell instead,” Maddox continues. “Feeding it just enough surface pressure to keep the act believable… while we siphon the real power somewhere else. Somewhere she can’t reach.” Jaden’s thumb brushes my swollen lower lip. Maddox’s mouth curves against my neck. “The more turned on you get, the more you hate us and want us anyway. The brighter the sigil burns and while it keeps H

Hatred pulsed heavily inside my chest as I remembered the way he stood outside the cathedral while my world burned around me. The memory ignited something vicious inside me all over again... I wanted him to suffer, I wanted all of them to suffer... even if it destroyed me too. Slowly, I stepped closer toward the monitor displaying Draco’s face. My reflection appeared faintly against the screen beside his image... a broken bride covered in blood standing beside a king raised in violence. The contrast felt almost laughable then quietly, I asked the question already haunting me. “How do I make a monster fall in love with me?”

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

"I love trying new things. An innocent young woman like her is exactly my favorite. Of course, a mature stunner like Mabel is also very much to my liking. I'm sure having both of them in bed together would be an entirely different experience, it would be a mix of two extremes and I'd probably die from pleasure! "Haha, I can hardly wait anymore. For the sake of my happiness, you'd better hurry up!" Harry had already planned everything, after forcing Woody to cripple his own martial arts aura, he would take him along to the hotel. He wanted Woody to kneel at the door and watch as he had sex with Mabel and Penny. He wanted to satisfy his twisted psychological desires! Mabel lashed out, "Harry,

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pur

Lucy is developing the ability to feel love—what if that means he can fall for someone else? "I wonder if a love potion would work on a demon..." One asks in a dreaming tone while biting her nails. "It's worth a try, right?" "Girl, now that the dumbass rejected him, maybe I could help stitch his heart together again?" Another one sighs dramatically. "With those eyes and that smirk, I would let him go all the way—imagine that face between your legs, god, I'm hot already." My jaw drops to the floor. The second girl is fanning herself with her spellbook, sweating even though it's not even warm. Mrs. Phyllis left the classroom to fetch something. And now the three girls are dreaming about my mat