Harry Potter Heritage And Ability Test Fanfiction Novels & Stories

His bargaining tone, as far as I could tell. "What d'you mean?" "You have abilities, well-honed special skills—we all know that. You just don't know what to do with them yet, or how to make use of them to...y'know, do your job better." Abilities? I scoffed at the comment. "But once you figure everything out, you'll be able to manage it better. Less stress for you then." How? Did I have superpowers now? Superhuman strength? Shooting laser beams through my eyes? Moving faster than the speed of light?

If you want to be saved, do it yourself. “Are you okay na? Have you calmed down?” Mama asked me worriedly. I hate this power. This is a curse. Sana ang ability nalang ni mama ang nakuha ko. She hugged me again, “Haaa… You inherited your father’s complicated ability. It’s hard to study its capabilities lalo na kung paano ito gamitin. Pasensya ka na, anak, ito lang ang nagagawa ko.” I looked at her, smiling while still panting, “No ma, you did fine, if you didn’t make me go back into my senses, I would’ve lost control again.”

They must have been. Sophia's fortress was perilous. Even though they were up against insurmountable odds, Kane refused to give up. He didn't stop. Something else awoke within me despite the oppressive darkness caused by the chain's hold on my body. It resembled a whisper, a glimmer of something old, something that was hidden deep inside of me and that I had forgotten. I was unaware of the power that pulsated through my body. It was more than simply my wolf abilities. It was something more, a gift handed down through my family's centuries of women, a hereditary power.

Part of me wanted to wake him, to tell him what I was seeing, to have him come with me to investigate. But another part of me, the part that had been keeping secrets since I discovered my mother's legacy, knew I couldn't. “Ethan loves me”, I thought, my heart was aching with the truth of it. “But I could not let him know who I truly am. From the bloodline of witches, which I inherited from my mother.” The magical heritage that ran through my veins, the abilities I was only beginning to understand, the crystal visions and blood magic, and all the supernatural gifts my mother had passed down to me, these were secrets I had kept even from my mate.

If I had then Coop wouldn’t be possessed, and Denver, Sara, and Arielle wouldn’t be dead. “Correct,” he replied. “The dark god spoke to her and told her that should she go through with their deal, there would one day be an ancestor of hers who would change everything. This ancestor would possess a unique ability, one that gifted them a nearly endless supply of magic. This ancestors nature would quite literally be at war with itself.” “An endless supply of magic.” I repeated, my voice suddenly weak. My mothers ability—the ability I inherited—instantly came to mind. I didn’t want to ask. Goddess, I didn’t want to, but I needed to know. I needed to hear him say it out loud.

“That’s so cool. You are so cool.” I told her. I meant it. Finding out that I have a sister as cool as Helen, the older sister of the Lovie twins was super cool and it also made me jealous. “If I am cool then you are way cooler. Harry said you are a healer. That’s such a grand ability that I wish I had too. Sadly, all I got is the inability to stay in the sun for long and the ability to become an animal.” She let out. She was familiarly speaking to me, like we have known each other for a long time and surprisingly, it felt that way.

"Above Average. This is a surprise. If I knew this earlier, I could have taught you as my assistant, but too bad you're already past the age. It'll only be useless. Maybe, I should test a few more in your orphanage." Soon, another batch of letters scrawled itself onto the parchment. "Physical Aptitude." The old magus froze. He glared at the magic parchment and towards the lass. "Genius? What the hell? Did you receive a blessing from the god of valor or what? Well, this increases your value at least. You can bear a few more children with no problem. The rich knights might take a liking to you. If you can pass that talent to your offspring. That'll be great for them. Wait. You also have a tale

“He had enemies in the Lycan pack, though, as the prince. There are many greedy people in there who only want power.” My grandmother’s expression turns sour. She looks into the nothingness of the room, sparing me from her sharp glare. I swallow the lump that forms in my throat, unable to look away from her story. “You see, his royal lineage has a special trait that only his descendants will be able to carry. Your mother helped him harness his ability. They worked so well together…” I reach out and take my grandmother’s hands in my own, consoling her.

He pointed to a counter on the wall. “We don’t want to fight. I heard you train special kids,” Harlow said, stepping aside to reveal me behind his back. Mr. Moris looked me over from head to toe. My sweaty palms tightened their grip on Harlow’s shirt. The man scrutinized me, making me tremble with insecurity under his gaze. “How special?” Mr. Moris asked. “18 years old, Lycan, pure Alpha heiress, couldn’t control her wolf, but she has immense magic power,” Harlow explained in one breath.