Harry Potter Mage Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Everything smells like mildew, blood, and… burnt fur? And he’s crouching above me. Smiling. That same wretched grin. I try to speak—but what comes out is a pathetic, confused bark. The mage laughs. Full-throated, cracked and hoarse, like he’s been choking on madness for years and is finally letting it out. “There you go, little puppy,” he hisses. “Now you can be useful.” I growl and try to lunge at him, but he flicks two fingers and my limbs go numb. A sick green glow seeps into my paws. I collapse with a whimper, powerless.

“That’s not true. You’ve only been in trouble once. You’re not in trouble now.” “I feel like I am,” I told him, meaning it. “I’m sorry about that.” He seemed to be sincere. “I’m just worried about the school, Harlow. This place means a lot to me.” “I see that, Mr. Short. I don’t know what Mage Jaye’s plans are for me, but I will tell you, I’m a lot more afraid of making her mad than I am you. You’re scary, but she’s a powerful witch.” He made a face at me before he asked, “You think I’m scary?”

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.

But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real. "Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information. "Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure. "And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.

"Listen, little Damsel, you better go down there, or the deal is off." *** (Few Minutes Later) "Useless! Useless! A bunch of women who cannot even make a dragon on heat fall for them. And the ones you think can are too scared to even go down the stairs! Such useless...beings!" The Mage exclaimed, pacing. He turned to the stripped girls standing by the corner. "Leave! Get out right this instant!" The girls scurried around, picking up their dresses and running away. When they left Xavier sat down. A hooded girl walked in stealthily, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

His words echo. I shake my head and try to get to my feet. "They used a blocking spell on him. It will take a while for him to pull himself together. He is drunk on the magic they used," Libby says. Alpha Mayhem shakes me. "Stop, that will not help, Alpha," Mother Agnes says. "Help me to my feet, please," I ask Alpha Mayhem. I am so weak. I cannot stand it. Alpha Mayhem pulls me to my feet, but my knees buckle. Alpha Mayhem leads me over to a chair in the kitchen.

she said to me as she stepped out of the circle. Beyond her, I saw the smoke had completely enveloped Heather. With lightning speed, Sera sent a surge of magic at Gabe. It was so fast, I didn't have time to react and the magic hit him square in the chest. He sailed backward, landing in the bushes. At once, a thousand spiders were on him. I went to help, except Mizrabel appeared in front of me. "Hello, daughter," she said, her eyes glimmering with hatred.

“Okay Argon do not let Anyone get to me if you must throw them in the vortex in the spell they will be consumed by the magic“ he nodded I looked to the other mage and she gave me a wink and pushed her power into me. I started to fight the barrier trying to break it down but it was so thick it was going to take a minute for sure. I started ripping through the spell left and right but to no end it was draining . Then I thought of something Falcon had said of her magic and blood. I looked around and saw a screw and pricked my hand with it and pushed the blood out the pain from the sting of it pricking me was little to nothing but it was a weird feeling. I spelled my blood with my magic making m

The tip of my finger brushes against the hard surface of the ruby and thunder explodes inside my head. *** The Macedonian conqueror dies. In court and on the streets I have heard rich and poor, noblemen and slaves alike whispering the word poison. Long ago I gave up the ridiculous idea that he could be my apprentice, he does not have the disposition for the noble art of using magiks. He is too impatient a man, too intoxicated with power, too conceited.