Harry Potter Ice Elemental Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Is Jack's ice magic stronger than your roots?" "Well, his ice can easily defeat my earth element," Saint said with his eyes lighting up with mischief. "But nymphs are nature materialized—I have other elements up in my sleeve." Harper relaxed and noticed a tired Asher coming out of his room. A yawn left his lips. "War already?" Frida shrieked, and Harper lifted an eyebrow when she caught her friend staring at Asher like she had seen a ghost. But that wasn't the weirdest part—Asher was staring back at her.

“Let them fight over you. Let them dream their dreams. I’ll still be here. When the haze fades. When you’re no longer trembling. When your legs give out from pleasure, it’ll be me picking you back up.” Aria swallowed. “Selene…” The ice elemental’s lips brushed her temple. “Let them all kiss you. Worship you. Burn for you. In the end, it’s my name you’ll cry out when you’re finally ready to be devoured.” “Let them think they have your heart. They’ll never survive your soul.” Aria’s breath caught.

I ran. Richie was suspended mid-air—at least, it looked like it. But then I saw it: an invisible ice block. His fingers clutched it desperately. “There’s a staircase,” Albus said. “Made of ice. You can only see it when the moonlight hits just right.” I peered closer. He was right. A stairway of shimmering frost appeared—thin, delicate, magical. But a section was cracked. Below it? A chasm so deep it looked like it could swallow the world.

*Aria* It had only been one day at the Academy and someone had already discovered my secret. At least it was Atlas and he was willing to help me. I blushed at the idea of trading a kiss for help as I made my way to my next class. The hallways had large windows that let in the sunshine and I enjoyed the way it felt on my face. My next class was an herbology class. Most of the students were witches and warlocks but I chose it as an elective. You never know when herbology will come in handy.

But still, it’s a good thing for me to be able to release the power that I’ve been holding back all this time. I released my ice powers again but I made it bigger this time. I tried to control it but just like my black magic, I just ended up being surrounded by messy ice particles. Lena hugged her body due to the sudden coldness because of my power. I showed her a peace sign after that.

I licked my dry lips as I started to pant, and laid my head back against the bank of the pool. My magic shuddered involuntarily in my fingertips, sending humming energy through my aching clit. With my other hand I grasped blindly at the water, muttering the words of an elemental spell. My palm chilled. Then I lifted a solid cylinder of ice from the water. Its edges were wet, already dripping as it began to melt. I popped one end of the thick icicle into my mouth, working and shaping it with my tongue, pushing it to the back of my throat. Pleased with my toil, I slid the ice cock out from between my lips. Quaking with want, I rubbed the ice across my clit and purred with the contrast of feeli

Therefore I looked over to Viktor, squeezed his hand and nodded. He gave me a little wink and we started to walk our way across the glass bridge. Viktor leaned down and whispered. "It's actually not glass, it's ice." Turning my head sharply to him. "Say what now? It's ice! It's not even cold." He chuckled. "We control the elements, right? So, even though ice is inheritanly cold, we can still have the surroundings at a warmer degree. Making it co-exist in perfect harmony."

The alpha growled loudly, “I don't care about your motivations, only your actions!” “Be on alert…” I whispered, feeling the warmth of his body. I sighed as he approached, brushing his lips. Furthermore, I closed my eyes, missing him. Furthermore, I opened my eyes, looking at him and sensing his reluctance. His eyes were different and clearer, indicating there was something he wanted to say despite his resistance. A bang echoed behind me. I turned my head, finding Harry invading the room and breaking the spell, with Agatha smiling by his side. I think I shared the vision because Harvey smiled.

“Looks like death in a saucepan.” “It’s a component spell,” she said. “It’s like dissolving the glue that holds the pieces together, so that what remains are easier to melt.” “And you want it to dissolve and melt into a foul stinking black goo because…?” Harry looked at her, raising an eyebrow. Behind them, his werewolf had dragged a crate to hold the door open and had begun to carry things in from outside, stacking boxes onto the benches. Harry glanced back at him. “Tell me in a moment, I need to help Jules before that crazy soldier-frat-boy comes and whips our arses.”

“Rubbish.” She tries to close the door, and that is when a voice stops her. “A disciplinary action?” I turn back to see Rylan walking toward us. His eyes blaze like fire, threatening to consume everything in its path. His fists clench so tightly his veins almost pop out. His fangs protrude, gritted. Raw, untamed, and dangerous power rolls out of him as he takes in the sight of the scene unfolding before him. I look back at Jasmine, and her hand trembles visibly, her head lowering like she is not the one who was calling him a cursed Ice Prince seconds ago.