Harry Potter Scorpius Novels & Stories

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

The casting Unspeakable started to cast a very specific diagnostic. *groan* "Really?" "Really." "Gibbers?" He asked the casting Unspeakable. The cloaked man finished his spell and directed his cloaked face to his superior. "Affirmative for Horcrux." "Bloody Hell. Who is the kid?" The gloved Unspeakable, Buzzer, went to one of the books still on top of the bed and opened it, reading the name written on the front cover's back out loud. "Ginny Weasley."

She squeezed it two more times before dropping it in the water close to her chest. Leaning back and relaxing, she let her hands drop on either side of the bath tub. Her left hand reached out for the bottle of wine which laid just below the tub and she lifted it up. Deciding not to bother refilling the now empty glass, she brought the bottle to her lips and tipped her head backward, gulping the red liquid down in a rush. She choked and coughed, placed the bottle down and chuckled sadly. "Omar, I'm really sorry." Hiccup. "I'm really really sorry. But I needed this break, at least I thought that was what I needed.... Bit I miss you terribly...."

His tension disappeared the moment he recognized one of Harriet's surbordinate standing outside without any weapon or looks that'll come off as suspicious to him. Scorpio hurried on to open the door but that became the moment of his doom. Because the moment he opened his door for the visitor, he was yet to say a word when the bullet from the silent pistol of Harriet's cold hearted surbordinate, penetrated into his forehead boring a deep hole through it. Scorpio's eyes reflected a look of shock and confusion before it became cold and he slumped to the floor of his apartment, cold, still and devoid of life. _____

Jamison grab my hand and let me sit down on the bed that he previously rolling around. "You see brother we can't agree on what show a certain character appeared." Gabriel started. I furrow my eyebrow."Who?" "Aloysious Snuffleupagus." Jamison replied. Who? "He's in harry potter right?" Gab said. "No! I told you I heard that name in Star Wars!" Jamison rebut. "No way! He doesn't sound like from a scifi show!" Gab exclaimed. "He's the hairy one!" Jamison said dignantly. "That's chewbacca." I said.

Or worse. I rolled and crushed him beneath me, but he only laughed. His bones cracked like twigs, but he didn’t stop moving. His hands clawed at my throat. The chant deepened. The air grew thick like I was breathing through mud. I tried to shift fully, but my body rejected it. The spell was tightening. My vision tunneled. And then I saw it. The spell circle. Beneath me, drawn in blood and bone dust. The Scourge had etched it into the pavement while I was fighting. Symbols danced twisting, pulsing. My name echoed from it, repeated in that broken whisper.

They didn't give me time to run. The scarred one moved first. His hand closed around my arm like a steel trap, and before I could shift, before I could even think about shifting, the gray-eyed one pressed something cold against my neck. A syringe. "This will only hurt for a moment," he said. The world tilted. The moon spun above me like a broken coin. I tried to fight, tried to call the wolf, but my limbs had turned to water and my mind was sinking into a deep, dark ocean.

I said in irritation. "Show her, Clim." Headmaster said for the guy named Clim to nod. A diamond key appeared right in his hand, a familiar zodiac sign was there. "Gate of the Scorpion, I call thee, Scorpio." As he said those words the whole place was engulfed with bright light. As I opened my eyes I saw a guy with peculiar features. He had a tail of a scorpion, it looks scary and poisonous. It had an blank look on it's face while all his clothes are patterned colored black. His expression has the same vibes of it's owner, the intimidating one. Is this real? Am I seeing a half human, half scorpion?

Peter interjected, even more confused. "I don't seek vengeance for family feuds, but that bastard attacked my friend. When I went to retaliate, I discovered he was a lunatic, so I used all my strength to cripple him," Harry explained. "Is your friend alright?" Peter's question made me reassess my perception of his ruthlessness. "She's fine. A skilled healer with a strong foundation in magic," Harry said, referring to Lisa. "What else is in your circle other than werewolf, vampire and magician? Monsters?" Peter, the only human present, was at a loss for words.

"So what do you need help with?" "I got you a dog seeing how bad I treated you."he said as they got to the dungeon. "Omg,so cute," Mephistopheles said carrying the dog. She screamed and in an instance her soul was out of Ava's body. "You tricked me you rat." "You dare come into my territory," Vador laughed. "You're going down dark lord and the girl will be used," Mephistopheles yelled. "Ava," Vador screamed seeing Ava lose consciousness.Using his vampire speed he caught her right in time "your dark lord is here now," he whispered.