Harry Potter Puppet Play Novels & Stories

Because clearly, they’ve already wrapped our parents around their tiny, sticky, chocolate-smeared fingers. The living room looks like Santa’s workshop has exploded. There are remote-controlled cars zooming across the floor, dolls having a tea party on the couch, superhero capes hanging from lampshades, and at least four different kinds of sparkly shoes. James is running around with a dinosaur puppet that roars when he squeezes it, while Megan has somehow found a tiara and matching wand and is currently trying to “turn Dad into a frog.” Dad goes with it. “Ribbit,” he croaks dramatically, falling to the floor like he’s just been cursed. Megan squeals in delight.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

face, and even the droplets sliding off their hair fell in perfect sync. I walked forward, my body passing straight through the three figures. They were like holograms, visible, but untouchable. In other words, they looked exactly like ghosts. Perfect. I stepped up beside Max and quietly began chanting the puppet spell. Before long, the three copies started moving, their expressions and gestures mirroring Max down to the smallest detail. "That's good enough." Max gave me a slight nod. I moved to the door and, summoning every ounce of strength, screamed toward the hallway at the top of my lungs, "Ahhh! A ghost! There's a ghost!"

Finn greeted them cheerfully, waving at them like a child. The guys looked at one another and moved threateningly closer to him. Finn stretched out his hands to them, willingly giving out his wrists for a handcuff. The guys halted, thinking that he was playing them. "Why stop? Didn't you want to kidnap me? I am really, kidnap me already." The guys didn't move an inch from where they were standing, they were looking dumbly at Finn.

And my son was trapped in the middle of it. “Leave this body, you unclean energy!” the Pack Witch screamed, shaking her hands, the carved wooden bowl rattling in her grasp. She grabbed a small bell from the maiden beside her, who held a plate filled with everything needed for the ritual, and rang it. Harry cried out, clutching his ears and curling into himself. The noise clearly hurt him. His body jerked and trembled, as if trying to fight off some force that refused to let go. “Daddy, please help! She’s disturbing me! Daddy! Mummy!”

" Would you even be standing here if I had blown up the house?" He crossed his arms over his chest, a smug tugging at one side of his lips. " Yeah right, all thanks to Merlin who showed up to fix everything with just a simple magic trick," I playfully winked at him then moved my gaze to mom whose mouth was agape. " With the second help of my beloved friend, Harry Potter,”

He asked and I shook my head while I tried to catch my breath as tears brimmed my eyes. “This has dragged on long enough, I believe it's time to bring out the big guns” He walked away from me as I gasped loudly and struggled to regain my strength. When he reappeared before me, he was holding a potion that I knew too well. He dangled it in my face and smiled satisfactorily as he watched my eyes bulge out in realization of what he was holding. A deadly hallucinogen. “Since you've picked the wrong way to be a bitch, this’ll make it your last day ever if you try to fight it off rather than speaking the truth” He made his way toward me slowly.

When Grainne came home, Harry stood up happily, showing her half-finished craft work, "Mom, here's the pumpkin lantern that our teacher told us to make at home, Uncle William did it with us. It's Harry! What do you think, isn't it beautiful?" This pumpkin lamp has just finished the frame and has not yet been shaped and colored, but the meticulousness and sophistication of the maker can be seen. Grainne patted Harry's head and smiled. "Yeah, Harry did the best, did you thank Uncle William?" Harry immediately nodded: "I thanked William already! Mom, Uncle William bought you a big toy today!" Saying that, he ran back to his room and pulled out a gift bag bigger than himself, inside was a giant

The puppets moved. The mother-puppet lunged across the table and caught Andrei’s arm. He shook her away. The father-puppet rushed at him from behind and fastened to his back like a leech, trying to sink his teeth into his neck. Andrei tried to reach back and tear him away, but the creature caught his arm and twisted it. The mother-puppet dropped to her belly and crawled under the table, her teeth snapping as she sought the vulnerable flesh above his shredded boots. “Nagant!” Svetlana yelled.

"Take me to the human world" I commanded my brother and he unknowingly bow to my command. He looked puzzled by my command but knew even if he asked me he would got nothing out of me so instead he went to my father. My brother and father both stood side by side and I stood facing them. My father and my gaze locked with each other, the tension in the room build up as James waited for someone to broke the ominous silence and to his releif, it was my father who did it.