Harry Potter Fanfiction Oc Novels & Stories

She thought Alex was even going to lock her up in a dungeon, that was where she deserved to be. "I thought I had seen enough for today," Octavia frowned taking a seat opposite Atlas as she stared at Sandy sitting beside him, she had not seen her immediately because Atlas's body was blocking hers from her view. "The two cunning snakes dining together, well I will be damned," Octavia chuckled but Atlas could sense the annoyance in her tone.

Chloe’s eyes lit up with hope as she looked at Harry. “Harry, our packs are deeply connected. Can you really bear to destroy such a strong bond? My dad only has one daughter—me, and he’s always loved me. If you walk away in the middle of the bonding ceremony, he’ll be furious! Is offending him over something so small really worth it?” Harry paused for just a moment. Then, he kept walking, his steps steady, not a trace of hesitation.

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

As Arosh battles and attempts to get away from Harry's hug. "Damn it Harry! Release me!" Arosh expressed apprehensively to Harry, as she felt he was intending to follow through with something. All things considered, are you terrified of apparitions or me?' Harry asked while checking her lips out 'Damn Harry! Delivered me or disaster will be imminent” "Or probably what? Then, at that point, Harry turned her on the bed and she was currently lying on the bed and Harry was on top of her. Will you send me to Hell or cover me alive? "Grinning Harry ridiculed her.

Harry obviously didn't expect Olivia to know his name, his face immediately turned red, and he stammered: "Second... Olivia, how do you know my name is Lac Lac?" Olivia smiled and replied: “Because your name is always on the board, baby! Then I saw that everyone called you that, so I knew!” Harry mustered up his courage and asked, "Ah... Olivia, can we be friends later?" Olivia nodded: "Yes, of course!" Harry continued: "So can you give me your number? I want to call you!" Olivia smiled and took out a pen and paper to write down the number his phone to Harry. Harry received the piece of paper and immediately put it away in his pocket like hiding a treasure. Grainne, who was standing not far

"Care to tell me why you're trying to break down this door?" The blue haired one glared at him. "It's none of your business. So get lost." Marcus chuckled lowly, running a hand through his hair. "It's my business though. I don't tolerate harassment in any form and—" "It's not harassment!" the black haired one said, stepping forward. He smiled, extending a hand. "I'm Harry." Marcus stared at the hand for a beat before looking at him. "How is that my concern?" Harry flushed in embarrassment before taking his hand back. "The omega in there is my partner and he went into heat."

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

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.

Harold was aware that if Derek had the intention of killing her, there'll be no stopping him because one spell was all it took but he braced himself for whatever was to come. Derek started whispering a lot of nonsense with his wand still pointed at Penelope. After a few seconds, his eyes opened and Harold saw his eyes change from bright green to its normal colour. "We're done," he said, his face returning to the unfriendly frown he'd had since he came out of the forest and that was it. "Thank you," Penelope said but got no reply verbally or non like she was talking to a statue. They resumed on their journey and continued walking through the last waves of the forest till they came out into th

the feminine voice speaks again and then I begin to hear soft moans. I fling the door open in hurt, fear, and disbelief only to find my 'best friend Loey naked in bed with my equally naked 'boyfriend'!! My heart bursts in sorrow as I stare at them. Harry looks shocked and scared while Loey on the other hand looks rather wasted. "Babe, it's not what you think! " Harry says as he jumps off the bed using the blanket to cover his lower region. I turn away and begin to race down the stairs.