Harry Potter Merperson Novels & Stories

I stared at the moon mesmerized by its beauty. I brought my long blue hair to my left shoulder and squeezed the access water from it. “Who the hell are you?” I froze in place. The number one rule for mer-people was to never be seen by humans. I slowly turned out and found myself staring at a tiny creature. What kind of creature was he? And why was he so tiny? No! That had to be a child of a human. And he didn’t speak Greek. It sounded like English; he must not be from around here.

“This is so exciting! Potions class, I wonder what we’ll make today?” Merlia asked with a peppy smile before winking at a distressed noble who was jumping from one foot to the other as the toilet was being occupied. Now staring at her he froze and panicked before rushing to find the nearest toilet thanks to the minor slip of concentration. Seeing this Morgana chuckled faintly while Merlia giggled daintily as walked in step with Anberine. “I think we have a lesson on love potions today” Anberine commented as they approached the classroom to see a tall man with blue and yellow robes, his hair showed signs of turning white but still remained black signalling that he was in his mid-fifties.

She signaled to Faina to stepped closer, "an impossium is an imaging potion, allowing you to take the form of whoever you desire." Elma lifted a bottle, within it were purple liquids, "its main element is mercury, main critter: a peanut head bug, and its main ingredients are, the tip of a clover weed purslane, ground ivy, a moth, bubbleroot, mallow weed and centipede legs." She handed Faina the bottle, "before you drink it, look into the eyes of the witch you wish to take the form of."

“I guess we grew up so isolated within the pack, that other supernaturals didn’t seem totally real. I mean, sure, witches and vampires, but stuff like dragons and Mermaids? I knew of them, read a bit about them in the pack’s history books, but seeing really is believing, isn’t it?” “What was the name of the man we rescued?” Aislen frowned. “The green-haired one we found with Ember?” “Niarthen,” Rhett supplied. “He was hot. Weird looking, but hot. I wonder if his pubic hair is green? Do Mermen even have pubic hair or pubic scales?” He sniggered. “Do you know, Talen?” Cameron asked looking up at their bearded mate.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

I thought I looked good in the mirror, the best I've looked for weeks due to him! He runs back down the stairs holding a black box in his hands, it looked big enough to hold a necklace or a watch maybe. He opens it to reveal a necklace in the shape of a heart, from where I was standing it looked like the heart had diamonds going around the edges. That wouldn't have been cheap, hopefully, it hasn't come off a dead person, wow dark Freya. "You look incredible, this necklace will just tie it all together" he smiles taking it out of the box instructing me to turn around, I do as I'm told while he puts the necklace around my neck clasping it.

The air formed a hurricane that trapped us into it. Liam stood, looking at the wall of wind that surrounded them. I continued saying the incantations like the well learned witch I was. The purple goo in the pot brought itself out and formed a ball. The ball of purple potion reformed itself to form the shape of a mermaid. A gasping mermaid replaced the purple potion’s shape. The whirlwind stopped and the mermaid fell on the floor. “Put her in the glass box of water. She will regain consciousness afterwards.” Liam carried the unconscious mermaid and put her into the pool. “The potion took hold of her body forcefully. She was in shock. Give her a few minutes to wake.”

Then, clad in fuzzy blue bedroom slippers with pom-poms on the toes, baggy jeans, red belt, and braless, she waited. The sorceress took up the mortar and pestle. In went the deadly nightshade, the wild elephant's ear, the bladderwort, and the stinking smut. Blobs of mercury slid over the powdered herbs as she had carefully poured it from the vail while covering her nose and mouth with her feathered sleeve.

The lines around his eyes let Lu know that he was smirking behind his coffee cup. “If we are?” Merrow asked, brushing back his white blonde hair as he studied the book in his hands. Flipping back to the cover, he looked at the models with a sigh of boredom. “It says it’s about mer-folk, but he does not look like one of ours.” “I think it’s supposed to be the girl.” Puca said, his grin deepening. “She has a tail.” “That’s not what we look like either,” Merrow said with a frown.

the man nervously says. I smile, "My brother is twenty-three and I am seventeen." The man simply nods, clearly unsure what to do. I reach into my pouch and take out the gold and ruby bracelet. "Here. Please take it to a man named Gruff down by the Dark Piers. Tell him..." I pause before saying my name, "Charlie sent you. He will help you trade the bracelet for money." "You're a pirate. What are you playing at?" The man suspiciously asks me. "I will not take it. I will not owe my debt to a filthy pirate!"