Harry Potter Medical Scan By Goblins Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Hazel looked so fragile lying there, her body weak but her eyes still moving around, trying to process what was happening. The scan took only a few minutes, but it felt like forever. I paced a little, my hands clenched at my sides, anxiety building with every second. When the scan was finally done, they moved her back to the bed to rest while I stepped outside with the doctor to look at the results. The doctor studied the scans on his tablet, flipping through images. His expression slowly changed—turning serious, almost worried. I noticed it immediately. “What is it?” I demanded, stepping closer. “Tell me.”

Right now, I want to be with people who will love me and comfort me during this phase in my life. "Here we go!" Harry's words washed over me like a cold tide. I felt him pull me with himself into the portal where we tore through the liquid glass. The blue flames then engulfed us as we began a painful descent into darkness. The force of gravity was too much. I felt Harry holding onto me tight as he screamed something near my ear. However, a pang of pain shot up my left leg before everything went dark. Tbc...

She glared at him pulling a healing potion concocted by Sabrina from her pocket and emptying its contents into his mouth, shutting his lips to force him to swallow. "Ahhh!" He screamed as he felt a slight movement inside his stomach. "What the fuck is that?," Scarlett frowned at the unexpected sight. She could see movement inside his stomach, a bird-like creature moving through his organs and quickly she pulled out a knife. "I'm going to cut it open and take out the creature," She told asher who nodded weakly to her request

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

Frankie rolls her eyeballs "how was detention by the way you never told us how it felt like" "I rather not talk about it" I smile The bell rings. Well break is definitely over now __________Goblin's POV_______ "What do you have for me?" A witch said with a cracked throat "Just a little something, but do you have what I requested?" "Yes I do" she hands me a box I take it and open it "good" I through her 2bottles one containing frog eye balls and the other snake venom "Thank you so much.....potions would be easier now"

Blake Perspective As I slowly open my eyes, the tantalizing aroma of sizzling bacon and brewing coffee wafts into my nostrils. My blurred vision reveals a bustling kitchen where pots and pans clatter and clink in a harmonious symphony. I feel a warm hand on my shoulder, and a soothing voice assures me I’ll be alright. The gentle touch and comforting words instantly eased the pounding headache and queasy stomach that plagued me after a wild night of drinking. As I scan my surroundings, my eyes lock on Hermione, who appears to be on the brink of collapsing.

My heart raced with anticipation as I walked through the dimly lit halls of Hogwarts. The stones felt cold beneath my feet, but I barely noticed, too consumed by the butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Today was the day. Finally, after months of flirting, stolen glances, and lingering touches, Harry and I would be together. I smoothed down my black robes, hoping I looked alluring. Underneath, I wore a lacy red bra and panty set I'd purchased in Diagon Alley, just for this occasion. My skin tingled with excitement at the thought of Harry's hands roaming over my curves, stripping away the flimsy lace.

“Buddy, looks like you will go ahead also.” “Where are you going?” he asked, his eyes wide “you don’t want to miss it.” “I won’t. I just need to check on Mr Snape, he broke his leg yesterday night, so I am attending to him” I replied, heading to the clinic. Been blessed also with a special skill in medicine, like my mum, I spent most of my time at the pack clinic attending to injured wolves that can not heal quickly due to age, like Mr Snape or bedridden with illness like Mrs Potter.

they said in relief. “Is it?” The woman said with relief. “We were not sure. We have been bathing your eye with blood, as well as feeding it to you as much as we could as you were not swallowing… Hoping that it would help you to heal.” “My vision is… wrong,” Harry looked again at their fingers. “Or the blood is black, and your skin is purple, and the room is red…”

Harry looks over my shoulder at him, "They get eaten by night goblins." Toby is at the tender age of four, and he believes in anything and everything. His eyes turn as round as saucers, lower lips trembling, "Night goblins?" Harry nods seriously, "Nasty little creatures. They like to chew your toes like candy. But they only think little boys who lie taste like candy." I elbow my younger brother, muttering, "Stop giving him nightmares." Toby immediately buries his face in my shoulder, "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I ate the candy! I don't want the night goblins to eat my toes!"