Harry Potter Roleplay Novels & Stories

Harry asked clearly this time to Serene "Who are Simon's?" Serene got more confused. She is bad with first names already, let alone with last names. Grasping the little situation, Harry realised that Serene isn't the one who talked about Simons. Giving a fake cough he laid down on the couch. "I mean why Simon girl is after Soham. Serene you must keep a tab on him regularly. Many girls are after your man." Harry lied with a straight face. While speaking he put up a teasing smile too

Liam muttered under his breath. Harriet gave another small nod. But then, something snapped in Harriet's head. The woman swallowed her saliva. She secretly took a breath and revealed it. "But will you enjoy it if we have roleplay sex?" carefully, she asked. Liam raised an eyebrow. "Roleplay?" "D-don't misunderstand me, Milord," Harriet raised a hand. Her face blushed. Misunderstanding? Liam actually just didn't understand what roleplay sex was all about. Was it because they were from different generations that Liam didn't understand what young people like today?

Alpha Harry pounced on Lord Potter, but he flipped him over, pushing him with a large amount of force into a tree that snapped a lot of branches, shattering the windscreen of the cars parked around it. “Don’t fucking test me, Alpha Harry...” Lord Potter growled, stretching out his arms, revealing how sharp his claws were. Alpha Harry smirked as he jumped on a car before twisting his opponent’s mind, making it look like he was going to attack from the left, but instead he attacked from the right, and Lord Potter didn’t see it coming. Alpha Harry clawed his face with his right hand and dragged himself by his feet. He turned Lord Potter over his head and threw him back into the same tree behind

The group of men filter behind the grizzly bear in front of us. Gee-gee lets out an over exaggerated laugh. “Oh, I’M SORRY, I must be misunderstanding you. Did you just call your FUTURE QUEEN a mud-blood?” Before he can respond she continues. “What is this? Fucking Harry Potter?” The man sniffs his nose before spitting on the ground in front of me. “She’s no future Queen of mine.” The men behind him yell out their agreement. I take a step closer to the man and give him a sinister smile. “What is your name, sir?” I bat my eyes at him.

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

Nobody knows. It was a very hard time, we were at war. Me, Harry, Hermione, Ron and the whole Hogwarts. At war with the one who's name should not be taken. I will though because "Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself." Voldemort with his wicked army , stood infront of us. We all were on the battlefield with our wands and brooms ; flying in the air , casting spells on each other. The sky was painted metallic and lighting bolted every ten seconds. We fought until we made the Dark Lord vulnerable and then I stepped forward and swished my wand. "Avada Kedavara!", I spelled out; and the light escaped my wand. It struck him and he collapsed. "Now you are a nobody knows!" (No body

It is hard to chew it as I try my best to smile innocently at Sky who sighs and pokes my full cheeks, commenting that I look like a chipmunk. “Option one from about two hundred and fifty years ago, the Harry Potter Series.” Lia chimes in, motioning the pile of seven movie sitting on the edge of the coffee table. I laugh, watching as Lia begins to take the first movie – Harry Potter and the Philosopher Stone. I movie full of magic and a revolution at the end. Seems fitting to what I am dealing with right now. “What the other option?” Sky asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pressing a kiss on my forehead.

“I’d have gone with deluded detective, but look at the muscles on him…” Siobhanny spun furiously away from them, shrinking down into a tousled haired teenager in robes who adjusted his glbuttes. Harry Potter slunk go to me with the sexiness of a lap dancer. I pointed at Siobhanny, when I backed away. “Now I know you’re screwing with me.”

The room was silent, apart from Amelia playing with her toys, I look to Anthony telling him with my eyes to say something before we all die of boredom. "So Adam, you're a private investigator then" Anthony finally says, sitting back in his chair, Adam just nods not helping to build a conversation "so what kind of cases do you work?" Anthony asks, I knew this was his way of finding out if he would be a problem for him or not, I have to admit he was being smart about it.

As I touched his skin, he fell under the enchantment, and I began to manipulate the situation, creating a narrative. What Henry believed was happening was me tearing off his clothes and kissing him intensely, allowing him to fulfill all the fantasies his distorted mind projected. I sat in the corner of the room, watching the comical scene before me, where he touched himself, thinking it was me. “Alpha, we need a word!” Harry's voice, the beta, echoed through the door. I bit my lips in anger; the magic was delicate, and any change could break the spell. I messed up my clothes and hair and threw some water on my body, pretending to be sweaty. Furthermore, I stayed close to Henry, who seemed to