Harry Potter Lord Slytherin Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Anyone who disagreed with him was met with a ruthless beast. He—who shall not be identified or anything—was compared to Voldemort in Harry Potter. We could only pray that it wasn't him, even though we all knew he was responsible for the attacks. After all, hadn't we managed to convince ourselves that dread was nothing more than the result of our imaginations? Lily was rocking back and forth when I turned to look at her. Could she be misled and in error? I hope she's mistaken!

Steph yelled, barging into Harry's office even eheb the securities tried to stop her. "Who allowed her in?" Harry fumed at the securities,he quickly directed his gaze to Steph. "The only dirty thing in this office is you. What the hell are you doing in my office?" Harry asked, fuming in real rage. He stepped back si as to prevent her from maintaining a skin to skin contact with him. "How dare you employ a sex slave as my daughter's nanny!" Steph yelled. "Should that bother you? A slut gave birth to Angel also" Harry taunted. Steph swallowed hard.

He came to stand in front of me and the last words I had before passing out was, “Happy anniversary, Hezzin.” **** So that was it. I had been brought to this shit hole by the one person I loved and trust me, if he appeared in front of me again. I'd reap his face off with my bare hands. “Marcus made a huge contribution to the team.” The owner of the slave house said to the warden. “Bringing in five different girls, I'm impressed.” I wasn't. His words made my stomach churn in disgust, how many girls had he deceived? The Marcus doing all these things wasn't the one I fell in love with.

I whispered, sensually tracing her earlobes with my tongue. "They're consequences that come with hugging a man that isn't your mate. So, next time be careful not to get caught with your so-called friend." My voice was low and threatening. Kissing her softly beside her mouth, I said, "You're my slave, so act like it." With that, I left the room. I could feel Nyx's eyes sending daggers through my head, but I could only care less. The anger and frustration were still boiling inside me, and I knew I needed to calm down before I did something I regretted.

Lee says. I carefully sit on the side of the bed and pull down the sheets. "Fuck me. Do you see that, Lee?" I ask. She is only wearing a Hogwarts t-shirt. It's a Slytherin one with Draco Malfoy on it. "She is a big fan of bad boys." Lee laughs. "No! She is mine! She should be a fan of us, not him!" I snap at Lee furiously. "Ok, man. Lee replies, backing off. "I want to touch her. Fuck, look at her panties. They are see-through, black, sheer as fuck." I said, feeling myself getting excited.

She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!" The two sisters gave each other questioning looks. It was the first time they had heard this person's name. Darya grinned at Bianca as she leaned forward slightly, pushing the leather pouch with her fingertips." I don't know a Severus Snape. For his fame to have reached humans, he must be a fabulous wizard." Bianca hiccupped in surprise and quickly changed the subject. "So this bag contains...?" "It's a contraceptive tea," Darya explained calmly. However, her pupils could no longer maintain a fixed focus, and her usually sumptuous ebony-black skin seemed to lose its luster.

"I'm a man. I can't fight with a bitch like you, but I can break my rules. Don't you ever try to put me in your games because I know some things about you that you don't want to reveal." "S-shut up. You're saying some gibberish!" Sarah was alarmed, and I didn't know why she was affected when she heard Harvey threatening her. She gritted her teeth, and I noticed a trace of tears in her eyes. "My King is a jealous Lycan. He dislikes to see his concubine make fun of another man. I'm only trying to point out the truth."

I squeak, heart hammering, weighing whether hiding behind my bedroom door or diving under the bed is the better plan. "Freya, my love, I know you're in there." "Your love?" Lilith's eyebrows practically vanish into her hairline. I finally answer. "Go away, I'm busy." Busy trying to figure out an escape route, technically true. "I'm not leaving without you. There's nowhere you can hide that I won't find. Open the door, sweetheart." His voice is smooth, almost hypnotic. Is that his lycan charm working on both of us right now?

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.

Then keep it to yourself! Ryann- Well, I guess I’ll vote yes too. It can’t be worse than the intentionally gross drinks she was making you before right? Harry- True. Well in that case, bottoms up! Ryann- ….. Well? Amber- OMG Harry- -_- Amber- This is hilarious! I love this chick! Ryann- I know right? Harry won’t let us meet her though -_- Ryann- What did she give him??? Harry- A silencing spell. I can’t talk.