Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Is The Doctor Fanfiction

Aragorn's fire with ice-flecked eyes came to the surface and was on full display as he leveled a lethal gaze upon the Doc. The Doctor finally blurts out, "it... it's th... th the g girl, it's because of the girl." He desperately clutches my hand encircling his neck again, grabbing at my fingers. I loosen my grip slightly. "What is because of the girl?" Zayne questioned. He cleared his throat or at least tried to, but Zayne's fingers wouldn't allow it, "I d... donn't kn... n know," he stuttered. "Who is calling the shots?"

Harry frowned in confusion as he stared at the doctor for an explanation. "I think we should talk about this in my office, Mr. Kale. Your wife will be sent to the room till then we can talk." Harry nodded and followed the doctor. He weirdly felt an uncomfortable feeling creeping in his chest. There was a fear in his heart. He felt like something terrible is coming his way and he didn't want to even imagine what it will be. The doctor took his seat as well as Harry did and the doctor pulled a file out of his drawer placing it in front of Harry.

"Young man, I'm right here.What are you looking for in the cabinet?" A chubby doctor with gray hair pulled open the curtain and walked out. He slightly glared at Harry and asked "Where is the patient?" "Here.It's my leg," I squeaked. The doctor saw me and put on his glasses, bending down to roll up my pant leg.Watching this, Harry let out a scream, startling both me and the doctor. "Nothing, I'm just surprised to see it swollen like this," Harry said in embarrassment, touching the back of his head.

Muttering to himself, he said, "It's ... Not her, not her." However, the black skirt and matching shoes seemed like a direct slap to his face. Today, Emma wore an outfit exactly like that. Harry reached for the edge of the bed, then knelt down to the ground. With one hand clutching the edge of the bed, he clasped tightly in front of his chest, his breath filled with intense agony. "What are you doing?" A doctor wearing a mask and carrying a medical record in his hand walked inside. "Doctor, this patient... She... Has her identity been confirmed?" Harry, choked with emotion, approached the doctor.

Anger, frustration, helplessness, and maybe even relief poured out of me all at once. Then the door opened. Harry returned with a doctor in tow. The moment Mr. Bulky Ponytail saw them, he bolted from my side like demons were snapping at his heels. Once he was gone, I turned over and spotted Harry setting a tray of food down on a table. He caught my eye and gave me a small, shy smile before stepping back, so the doctor could start checking me over. That’s when I noticed Harry’s phone on the bed, screen facing down. I slipped it under the blanket and tucked it close, hiding it before anyone noticed.

I asked with mock seriousness, though I knew deep down that Harry would handle it just fine. Harry chuckled lightly, exuding the calm confidence typical of a doctor. “Oh, his ailments are all just superficial. Every part of him is frail. Give me a month, and I’ll have him healthier than anyone else.” I nodded with a smile and said, “That’s our Dr. Cairn for you—truly impressive.”

He must of seen me looking confused and he spoke up. "Hello Luna, my name is Harry I am his best friend I was the one who stocked his closet full of female clothes for you." He said introducing himself to me. "Oh okay, nice to meet you." I said smiling at him. Just then the Doctor walks in the room and looks at all of us and looks at me and smiles. "Well first off I would like to welcome you back." He said smiling at us. "Second thing I want to say is you are healed up like nothing happened." He added to his previous statement.

However, once he was at the bottom of the stairs, he realized that he had left his phone in the doctor’s office and had to turn around to get it. There he saw Joanna, who should have been getting her bandages changed, sitting coyly on the doctor’s lap. The doctor lifted her shirt and touched her bosom hungrily. Joanna moaned before saying, “Are you done? Enough of that! What if Harry sees us?” The doctor said lecherously, “It’s been so long since the last time you visited me. Shouldn’t you repay me for helping you fake your medical report?” Joanna complained, “It’s all because of that wench, Suzie! She ran away from home, so Harry has been distracted and depressed these days.”

The Doctor, who is now just getting a little more slightly annoyed than me, rumbles with a firm voice, “Mr. King, I know how to do my job, and when I tell you that your fiancé is fine, then she is fine.” I look suspiciously at him. "Do you want me to show you how to do your job even better than you are doing it now?" "Mr. King, I feel sorry for the woman that marries you." Ya, that is me. I rip out my gun and point it firmly into the clever fucking ass Doctor’s face, “Now, do you want to repeat that again?” “Hunter!” I turn my head to Raven that is giving me such a fateful look that I swear I have just died. So very slowly, I slip my gun back in my pants. The Doctor is standing there somewha

“Actually, could I speak to the witch? I have some questions about the potion.” “Of course, I’ll send her in right away,” the doctor assures me, already reaching for the phone. A few minutes later, a beautiful young woman enters the office, introducing herself as Sarah. As she begins to explain the intricacies of the potion, the depth of Collins’ obsession, I feel my world crumbling around me, the pieces I thought I understood shifting into something dark and terrifying.