Harry Potter High Elf Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“We are going to help save you from his inhumanity. Now, if you listen to what we say, you should be fine. Now come on.” “I don’t want to be saved!” I yelled, “I want to go back. Now let me go!” The elves continued to pull me deeper into the forest, fluffy being dragged behind us on a makeshift stretcher. I really hoped they wouldn’t eat him and I would be sure that wouldn’t happen. What kind of weird people would eat a pet!?

I raised my hands but indicated I surrender. “Even if… I appear… in front… of you… you won’t… be able to… see me… I am a… spirit after all… but unless… you are an Elf… you could.. see me…” My eyes went wide after hearing it. Holy crap! Seriously!? the Elf!? Arghhh why do I always forget that this is a fantasy novel. Of course! Elves won't be uncommon. I wouldn't be surprised if there was a dragon.

I think i need to clear my head from this. "I want to see you in the shower within two minutes," Harry ordered. He had already stripped himself off his robe. He gave me a little time to gulp this all in. Elena is getting married to Harry Grey. Oh, Elena Grey. I blushed at the thought of me being the wife of Harry. It's a dream come true. I stripped myself off my nightwear and got into the shower with nothing on. I touched his cold wet body, putting my hands around his hips. He smiles, letting the water spill over us. My body glued to his back, letting him feel my breasts. I could notice his body arose to my touch. The thought of him touching me desperately in the shower made my nipples harde

She smiled and shrugged, looking up at the sky like she was some sort of a demented elf. I growled at her. “You had no right.” “Oh, please, dear. Don’t get so bent out of shape. I’m sure you can fix it with a wave of your finger. It wasn’t a particularly powerful spell.” “I already fixed it,’ I assured her. “But if you so much as dare to raise another finger against me or my pack, you will regret it.” “On the contrary, Harlow, I was just trying to help. To make your world a little more comfortable, but if you don’t like it… well, that’s too bad.”

I saw Eula approaching me. "Again, sir. I'm sorry on behalf of my friend. She's a newly recruited member of the suicide cup event and doesn't have a single idea of who we are. I'll just remove her-" my eyes widened and glared at Eula. "Don't. As I've said, she's my prey, and I won't let her escape.." he fixed his coat first before smirking at me. "Welcome to Suicide High, Miss Florence Mil. I hope you'll enjoy your stay here because I'll surely do." He said and left the room.

"Be my guest." The truth hurt. Blood magic and essence magic didn't mix and Curzon knew it. He looked ready to tear her from the horse and let it trample her, but a horn sounded, taking his attention. His men surrounded Violet and Curzon, raising swords and spears. The air turned damp and heavy; clouds settled into the treetops. A charge sounded as riders clad in black and gold appeared with a tall elf on a spotted horse leading them. Violet couldn't take her eyes off him. His white hair hung long past his shoulders and a gold crown sat on his brow. His amber eyes carried spun gold inside as if the sun had settled within his gaze for a moment.

In the kingdom only high council members were allowed to see her highness the overall ruler of the Kingdom but being the inquisitive person he was, he had once snuck into the main meeting hall before the meeting only to find out that her highness, wasn’t actually who they thought she was. For some reason, the person he saw sitting at the head of the table waiting for the rest to arrive was a high elf, one that slowly transformed into the image of the highness he had once since. It had happened in the blink of an eye, and he would have assumed that it was simply a trick of the light if he hadn’t also felt the elven aura coming off her. Unknown to the other kingdoms, the elves hated the magic

the High Witch says taking her seat once again and staring at me with her blue eyes. “If I drink this potion,” I try to understand, “and Erebus marks me. It will break the bond between him and Ella?” “Yes,” the High Witch responds simply. “Then we will effectively remove her from your life forever.” The elderly witch passes the potion down to Sister Ciela and she brings in down to me. I hold the pink potion in my hands and watch the colors swirl from pink to red and back again as my hand trembles in fear. Looking over to Lilith she shakes her head no, but she is the one that lied to get me here. If this potion can make Erebus love me then I am willing to risk anything. Uncorking the bo

"Sailor Moon!" Erik asked the little girl again, and got his reply in another animated tone. As soon as everyone was seated, a full tea set appeared in the low center table with a lot of biscuits and cookies prepared for the group. Sona jumped off Erik's lap and started to attack the cookies, and Lady Sitri looked at the tea set and snacks with curiosity. Erik, noticing his mother-in-law's face, answered her unasked question. "It's the house-elves, Elleanor. Hogwarts is attended by a small army of house-elves."

“Then take me to the elf and don’t speak of this to anyone.” *** “You’re back,” the elf said without taking her eyes from the book she was reading. “He came with our mortal enemy as his mate. We need answers.” Freya threw the gold coins on the table and crossed her hands across her chest. “You said I won’t like what is to come. Explain.” “Determined, I see.” The elf chuckled, flashing her yellowish teeth. “My vision hasn’t changed and I still stick to my answer. You won’t like what is to come.”