Harry Potter Ice Mage Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Fires burned bright and fiercely. My body no longer held any feeling for pain as I again slammed into the ground. A large door made of ice stood before me. I moved without thinking—my hand resting against the cold surface. Dark magic poured from my fingertips, fire pushing into the ice, melting it away, layer by layer until nothing stood in front of me.

I nodded as he opened the door revealing two blocks of ice with the previous rulers, Senya's parents frozen within them. I walked around to the front of the fireplace, their eyes frozen open. "Who exactly do you presume has done this, Senya?" "Well, it's ice and the only one we know of that has ice magic other than Barinor would be…" He stopped talking for me to piece the pieces together. "This isn't magic, and it wasn't my brother." I say looking at the square blocks. "How do you reckon?" He asked crossing his arms, as I took a glance at him.

But I didn’t. For one suspended second, it felt like he might kiss me. And the terrifying part was—I wasn’t sure I wanted him to stop. Then he smirked, evil and sharp. “I’m just looking at more ways to bruise this lip even more.” The spell shattered. I shoved him hard, chest heaving. “You should be more worried about your girlfriend—who sleeps around with everyone for money.”

She smelt of rain. Misha always smelt of flowers. She... She smelt of rain. Suddenly, Axel wished it was raining. * The two figures came closer, Fire and Ice, with the moon shining at both of them, glad that they would meet under Her watchful gaze, smiling when the two clashed finally and would prove once and for all, the power of love itself. Let the magic begin.

I am completely frozen and my paws are stuck dirt deep into the ground. I am shaking and Malek is trying to fight the magic spreading in my brain. It fogs up my head and Malek whimpers, trying to rub his eyes with his paws because our vision suddenly turns gray. I think because of the dark magic. ‘Now, now. I will be seeing you very soon, my darling. I hope you enjoyed your presents. Soon, the next one is going to be worth it.’ ‘What are you talking about?!’ I snap at the voice.

Ice said coldly as she slapped me and pulled my hair. I bent one of my palms and immediately answered her then strangled her and slapped her with all my might. "Moon, that's enough!" Someone pulled me away from Ice then slapped me again, I looked at Red. "Don't leave Moon, you have no fight compared to the two of us, you're just a weak creature." Red said coldly so I smiled and raised my hand in the air then looked into her eyes and entered her mind. "Kill Ice." I said coldly as I controlled her mind. Some smoke appeared in her head and her eyes turned blue then he turned away from me and slowly walked towards Ice while his body was on fire.

"Who let you in?!" She asks and wanting to slap her face realizing the idiot knows her password now. "I used Alohomora in your door, witch." He says motioning his hand in a circular way as if casting a spel. "Do you want me to cruicio you?!" She frowns trying not to grin finding out that this serious looking handsome stranger is also a Potterhead. "Well, you'll be back to Azkaban if you do." He smirks as he sits comfortable and snatching the cup of ice cream she has in hand before putting a spoonful of brain freezing cream in his mouth.

Kael’s jaw tightened. Harry chuckled low, stepping closer to me. “Good, tell them, own it. You are not their doll to control. You are fire, and fire cannot be caged.” Headmistress Morwen slammed her staff against the floor, magic crackling in the air. “Enough!” she roared. “Aria Blackwell, you are hereby—” “Try it,” Harry cut in, his tone soft but deadly. The air in the hall froze. Even Headmistress Morwen stood still,her eyes narrowed at him.

“Anyway, we need to shape-shift and get out of here.” I do as he says and turn into my white wolf while Liam turns into his massive black one. Together we race through the forest, set on escaping from the cold that is biting us in the back. But fleeing isn’t possible - ice shoots up from the ground in a sudden attack at my paws, freezing me into place and rendering me useless to move. ‘Liam!’ I shout through the mind link. ‘I can’t move!’ He turns around and yelps when shards of ice rain down from the sky. I have a feeling that it isn’t the work of ghouls. Something else is at play here. Maybe there is a mage hiding somewhere in the woods?

The girl smiled happily that the spells succeeded, just as Merlin probably did when he was a child trying his first spells. The smile disappeared when the diary cover began to light up and its lock, which had a strange little padlock and for which she didn’t find a way to open, now opened itself, as if by magic. The cover went aside and the first empty page turned up. The girl looked at the blank page for a few moments, until finally something began to appear on it. Some letters began to appear on the sheet, one by one, until one could read the following text: What was written with magic ice ... will only be seen through the ice.