Harry Potter Ferrets Novels & Stories

Some thing was about to happen; she could sense it. Beside her, her loyal companion, a majestic black wolf named Luna, her grandmother, exhibited a restlessness of her own. The fur on her back stood on end, her keen eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity matching Emily's own unease. Luna Malfoy had always been attuned to Emily's emotions, and now her wolf instincts seemed to amplify the growing strangeness in the air.

He knew exactly which strings to pull to get his way. Ten minutes later, I pulled up outside the Black Horse Pub in a cab, the bass from the music inside vibrating through the street. I shoved my hands into my jacket pockets and walked into the bar, smelling of stale beer and sweat. It didn't take long to find him. Maverick was sitting at a booth near the back, his head leaning against the wall, looking completely out of it. I walked over and tapped his shoulder hard. "Get up, let's go." Mave blinked up at me, his eyes heavy and slightly bloodshot. A slow, goofy smirk spread across his face when he recognized me. "Look at that. My favorite tutor actually came."

“Different ethnicities? Which of the other three kingdoms’ would have the lower coffee table and cushions?” Helen opened the door beside her and gestured him in. He entered the room and was immediately in the center of attention of three creatures. “My puppies!” the little girl exclaimed before running towards the creatures. Two of them, one small which body was similar to a pug and one average size like an adult golden retriever were standing straight and looking at him. He felt the average size was rather familiar somehow. One more, the biggest one and it looked like a bigger version of St. Bernard dog, was sitting straight and looking at him. Now, these creatures did not look like dogs he

He whispered next to my ear, giving a warning tone. "You take that back!" Seth snarled with disbelief. "Harry Potter is one of the most franchised fantasy novels turn two awesome films of the century." "Yeah, but why would a wizard who can't fight in combat only with a glow-in-the-dark stick cast magic when you can have a hunky werewolf or a very seductive vampire." I heard a low growl behind me as Logan stuck his gun on my rear. That is no gun. "Logan, please make your girl stop."