Harry Potter Fights In The Clone Wars Fanfiction Novels & Stories

When he saw me, his wolf snarled, showing his sharp fangs. "Hey, a$$hole, are you there?" I asked, worried. He snarled even louder instead. "Hey, how dare you snarl at me?!" Even if he was now deranged, he was still the a$$ who stole a kiss from me. "So, you're going to be like this forever?!" I asked again, making him growl at me. His saliva was coming out from the corner of his mouth. "You're Kylo, right? Can you tell your human that if he does not fight for this, he will lose Shiva forever!" With those words, Kylo hastily struggled to free himself. I was also vigilant about what was going to happen next. I stepped closer and raised my thumb, touching his forehead.

Her fingers were still wrapped around her dagger. “I don’t need your permission to breathe.” He stepped closer. Each step crushed dry leaves beneath his boots. “You’re testing me.” “No,” she said. “I already know you’ll fail.” Ron’s fist moved fast. But Hermoine was faster. She ducked and kicked him hard in the side. He grunted as he hit the ground but rolled back up quickly. His face twisted with rage. They started to fight. It was rough and wild. There was no holding back.

She saw Damien strapped to a chair with Nathan and another girl. “My dear friends” the clone announced “You just got a new competitor” Damien stared in shock at Jane. There was no way she was here, alive and holding his son. She was supposed to be dead, wasn’t she? And Harry too, or maybe that were just clones. “Harry” Lauren stammered, she shifted in her chair trying to reach him, she prayed that that was indeed her child and not her mind or the clone playing games on her.

Twilight stopped giving out orders to the clones. The clones went into a frenzy and could not tell between friend and foe; they began to attack Twilight. One of them bit Twilight's hand while another bit her neck. Within seconds, she collapsed on the ground. The rest of the clones pounced on her. It was a brutal scene to watch. Everything happened too fast. Before anyone could react, Twilight was lying motionlessly in a puddle of blood. Larissa covered Vincent's eyes and turned her gaze away. The crazed clones continued to attack even after murdering Twilight.

He had to be prepared for action. As he walked down the tilt, Harry was disgusted with himself. Here he was, his life in danger, hostage to a clan of crude shadow men, not knowing if they would help them or consume them, and all he could do was to think at the delightful way that Anna’s hips strode as she sauntered. What on earth was happening to him? He could not think right. He shook it out of his mind. He had to be ready for battle.

"What exactly took place in the end?" "I really have no idea! When I heard the commotion outside, I was in my room at the time. As I emerged from the building, I found Harry and Christian engaged in a violent struggle. I didn't find out why they were fighting until much later, but I eventually learned that it was because of Terry. During the battle, Christian used me as cannon fodder and pulled me into the fray. Fortunately, Harry made the ultimate sacrifice in order to save me; however, Christian was able to force him down the stairs. It was my intention to stop him in order to save Harry, but he knocked me out before he could..."

Chapter 46: Tap Before Death Hannah: I avoided the sharp claws that drew closer to me by stepping backward. Harry came at me at lightning speed, pushing me back against a tree with force. I rolled away from a deathly knockout, which seemed to scatter the tree behind me. I heaved deep breaths, the adrenaline pumping in my blood as I fought for my life. Beads of sweat dripped down the side of my face. "Harry, we don't have to do this," I tried to reason with him as my life was in imminent danger.

— Meanwhile Wren was punching one of the Male Aurorae as Luna and Skylark dragged many of the stunned bodies to an alley then suddenly everything changed as they saw themselves with the stunned Male Aurorae in their hands back inside her room. The clones in the room glanced at them as they did also. Wren’s clone was sitting right on the bed staring expressionlessly, Luna’s clone was standing at the door with Skylark’s clone. Skylark looked totally confused. Nani?! Touching and checking his body to his cheeks. “Why are we back here? Is it some kind of spell or—”

I questioned. “Me. I spent the better part of an hour building up to that.” I got up and hugged him. “Thank you for saving me.” “I’ll always save you, Zelda.” We ran outside. Each person was fighting their clone. The Zekes were the closest to us. They tumbled around on the ground. The Posys were shooting gold blasts at each other. The Hunters were throwing punches at each other and shouting insults. The Cedrics were sneering at each other.

He rose with brutal force, clawing across the clone’s chest, each strike heavier, more desperate. The fight dragged on — claws tearing flesh, teeth ripping fur, both staggering, bloodied but unyielding. The cavern echoed with the sound of wolves locked in a duel for dominance. At last, Aeron saw the falter. The clone’s strikes grew sloppy, his stance wavering. Aeron seized the moment — slammed him against the stone, fangs sinking deep into his throat. The clone convulsed, then went limp. Aeron ripped away and let the body fall, panting, his muzzle dripping red. The imposter twitched once, then lay unconscious, defeated.