Harry Potter Has Special Powers Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Zara whistled. "Okay, that's actually scary. In a good way. You're going to dominate training sessions." But training proved harder than Aurora expected. These students were exceptional, yes, but they'd been training their unusual powers longer. A fourteen-year-old vampire-fae hybrid could manipulate time itself. A witch who'd survived demon possession could work death magic that no normal witch should touch. A vampire who'd somehow gained elemental powers could control fire with thought alone. Aurora was powerful, but she wasn't unique here. It was humbling, terrifying, and absolutely wonderful.

“You saved Jack, didn’t you? You should feel good about that.” I hesitated for a moment before replying. “Lucy… I discovered something strange during the surgery.” “Strange? What do you mean?” she asked, her tone shifting to genuine curiosity. “I have… this power,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. “It’s unlike anything I’ve ever known. I healed Jack with my hands. His wounds closed, the bleeding stopped, and he came back from the brink of death. Lucy, have you ever heard of a power like this before?”

“It was my turn to clean the hallways and while I was at it, I heard Dorian talking to somebody. He spoke of you having some special powers and how he had arrangement with Deveruid to kidnap you.” For a moment she froze. The expression alternating between confusion and surprise. “That's crazy. How did he find out that I have…” she paused before continuing “special abilities?” “He also mentioned something about making sacrifices that will make you use your powers for them.” I added, wondering if the added information would be of any use to her. “Yeah.” She said grimly. “Deveruid mentioned something about that too when he first came to see me.” “So you really do have something.” I said as real

I arched my brows at his questions, I could answer the first one perfectly, but I didn’t understand the other, and as if he knew my inner battle he explained better. “I meant, tell us the situation where those powers come up. Were you scared, happy, or excited?” I nodded. “The powers I’ve seen from my nineteenth birthday have been super speed and healing.” I bit my lips, I intentionally left the compelling one. Furthermore, I don’t want any of them to see me as a threat or a monster. “Just those two,” He asked, and I nodded. “Are you sure, Luna Andrea?” He probes further, and I give him the same answer.

That's when the light bulb over my head turned on, and my eyes grew wide with excitement. Being distracted by the thought of Jennifer utterly naked caused me to forget about my newfound powers and the confidence that they had started to build up inside me. Naturally, I blamed her for my distraction; it couldn't have been my fault. A crazy thought crossed my mind: what if I could use my newfound power to make my fantasies come true? Everyone in class 'vanishing' would be just like stopping time. They wouldn't be able to hear or see me as if they weren't there at all.

"I… I had headaches during that year. Every time I was around Professor Quirrell, I felt like a nail was burning and trying to bury itself into my head." Larry Potter made a little pause, and continued. "And it was always in the same region, in my scar." He finished saying. Professor McGonagall was looking at him like a doting grandmother that wanted to hug his grandson, but she was holding back. "Yes, your scar. One of my wives, Joan, the black haired lady with armor, due to the inclinations of her magic and blessings, is very sensitive to corrupted and dark forms of energy. And she told me that she had sensed a student with a piece of corrupted magic centered around his head that was tryin

“What is so funny about Harry Potter?” “Do you know how much your mother loves Harry Potter? Those are her books.” She sets the book down and looks at me with disbelief. “No they’re not.” “Ask her. I promise you. I can tell you she is house HufflePuff and her patronus is a wolf. And she knew that before she knew of the magical world.” “Mine is a dog,” she replies and goes back to reading.

He can’t be more than four, and I don’t want to scare him. Harry doesn’t answer my question; he holds my hand to his chest, excitedly. 'I am so happy that you can see and hear me. Only uncle Leander can do that,” I stare at the little boy in wonder. “You have powers!” He squeals happily, causing me to groan from the pain in my head. I have so many questions to ask this child. He seems to know more about me than I know about myself. However, I suddenly can’t breathe.

"And let me tell you another little secret." Lord Voldemort muttered, making the trio raise their heads as they stared at him. "Another secret?" They all asked the same time. "Yes, another secret." He affirmed, taking a short break before he continued speaking. "You have my powers running through your veins, Summer." Lord Voldemort stipulated, making the trio look at each other confused. "How? I thought she is Damien daughter so how does she have your powers flowing through her veins?" Dorian asked Lord Voldemort, slowly rising on his feet, leaving Summer in the hands of Damon.

after he said that I looked at Chris to see his reaction but he did not seem affected which assured me that maybe he no longer cared about the throne. "Why can't I copy one of the powers from the witches like mind control?" I asked him with curiosity on my face. "Apparently the other gift coper already copied mind control from Stella's grandma while they were fighting so it will have no effect on her. Only me and Caspian's powers are the only powers the gift coper does not have as we have never fought her." Caspian's father explained to me. "Ok but you still haven't told me what the powers are?"