Harry Potter Ferret Novels & Stories

― 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.

Alive. "Okay, just fine," Harry chuckled, rubbing his fat hands. “Now let’s see what your puppies say…” For a few minutes, Harry typed intently, snorted, then began to laugh, reading aloud especially liked moments. And then something pissed him off. He didn't say what, just slammed the laptop shut, tossed it on a chair, and looked at Kit with eyes filled with malice. Probably, according to the rules of the game, now he will begin to punish her?

However to prevent tyranny from the elves he made the beast a conqueror, a beast that could never be defeated or humbled even by the elf king himself… however it was now a cute pomeranian dog that was covering Feral’s face with slobber as he giggled. “So cute! Is this really the elf guardians?!” Feral exclaimed gleefully as he played with the little doggie in his hands. It was so cute!! “It seems you adore creatures that appear adorable?” Genad asked leisurely as he butchered the meat they were about to consume. It was a wolverine—the version of wolfs in this world and was hella gigantic. “Of course who doesn’t love cute creatures?!” Feral said cheerfully as he continued playing with the new

She smiled and dropped the bunny on the floor as it hopped away. It hopped and suddenly came to a standstill, then it turned to face the direction Hazel was standing and began hopping back to her. It stopped right next to her feet, struggling to climb up to her and Kira was watching the whole time. "What did you do to it?" Kira was thrilled. "I just fed it some love potion" Hazel said in triumph. "Wow! All my life, I have thought Azura was the greatest of all witches" Hazel liked the thought of that and swiftly looked up at Kira who was still staring at the bunny struggling to climb up to Hazel.

Harry looked down at the little boy, who looked just like him and smiled, ruffling his hair in the process. "Yes, it is mine." He has a very soft spot for this beautiful lady before him. Couldn't have been because he's a kid, he doesn't even like babies but there was something different about Fred he couldn't place his hands on He watched the boy stare at him in amazement and for the first time in a long time, he had a successive chuckle. Harry found the boy absolutely cute and innocent.

We want someone who’s got their ear to the ground, supernaturally speaking, so this is a good thing. “How did you know?” I ask. Crazy Harry shrugs, then leans down to pet one of the squirrels between its little pointy, tufted ears. “I know a lot of things.” When he straightens again, there’s just the hint of fear in his pale gaze. “Are you going to hurt me?”.“No,” I say, giving Kian a pointed look. I drop my arm away from the feral shifter’s chest and step bodily in front of him before he can terrify our informant into running. “Harry, are you familiar with the Tree of Life?”

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.

A low, vibrating growl erupted from the shadows behind the rocking chair. Zack froze. Two red pits of fire opened in the dark. Fenris stepped out. He was a massive, scarred Feral who had refused the cure. He hadn't shifted back to human in three days. His fur was matted with dried gore, his ribs showing through his flanks. He didn't move to attack. He just sat next to Lyra. He placed a heavy, clawed paw over her small foot. "Tell your dog to back off," Zack rasped, his hand hovering over the silver blade at his belt.

Scarlett's POV The sun hung low in the sky, casting elongated shadows throughout the room as I sat next to Henry, observing his struggle with the consequences of his transformation. The air felt different now, heavy with the primal scent of his wolf form. I fought to keep the fear in my chest at bay, but it was difficult, especially when his large, golden eyes met mine, filled with confusion and anguish. He lay on his side, breathing heavily, his body still quaking from the aftereffects of the change. I gently stroked his fur, trying to maintain my composure. I couldn’t let him sense my panic. Not now. Not when he needed my support the most.

Not literally though, but still, he wasn't dying, not on her watch. "You're not dying." Her tone was firm. "I could," He pouted his lips. "And I could not if you let me see the book of Ginnak, just a touch." The puppy eyes he was making, made him appear more scary than pitiful. "B-but…that's what Robert asked me to bring to him, he needed to check something very important." Forsyth's eyes narrowed at her. "You little slu- Argh!" He fell back to the mattress and clutched his chest. God! The stupid spell was killing him.