Harry Potter Scorpius Novels & Stories

The police officer was about to walk out with Clover when he took two steps and saw a gloomy man in black tights standing at the doorway. He was none other than Scorpio, one of the Twelve Golden Zodiacs. He possessed a killing aura and was chilly and scary. The two police officers automatically came to a halt when they saw him, not daring to approach him. They were concerned that this individual was too dangerous to approach and that it was best not to. "Who are you? Get out of my way!" Faced with the police officer's fumigate, Scorpion stood firm in the doorway, even pulling out a blade as gleaming as silver from his waist.

"He's Leon Russell from Straburgh! No wonder he seemed familiar!" one of my classmates shouted. … In the elevator, it was just Leon and me. The silence was so thick that we could hear each other's breathing. "You knew my classmates before?" I asked. I couldn't help but feel a bit confused by the words of my classmates earlier. "I didn't know them before, but thanks to you, I know a few of them now," he replied. "Thanks for helping me out earlier."

Way to throw me under the bus in an instant. The boy looked up, giving me a clear view of his face. Flawless skin, way to flawless for his own good with pale skin. His hairs were jet black and a pair of round glasses sat over his nose. If I didn't know better, I would say Harry Potter had come to life. All in all, he was an absolute nerd. He stared at Alex's outstretched hand in terror before turning his gaze to me and locked there. 'Her... her eyes... they a-are-'

The toughness of the scorpions’ armour was not making it any better either. “Just a bit more.” He tried to endure it. Isaac’s group that was behind the raptors were also fiercely fighting off the scorpions coming from the side and behind. “Lawen, are you good?” Isaac asked his friend. “Yeah, I’m good for now.” The boy with spectacles answered. His silver hair went well with his pure white skin. “There things aren’t stopping!” The dark skinned boy, Apoel, shouted while slashing his scimitar at the scorpions.

Xyris asked, “The Hymenoptera community has long ceased to be the same Hymenoptera community from a hundred years ago. Your lineage was the last of the Hymenoptera community from the mainland. “How exactly can a Kodoku practitioner who can use the Dark Corpse Spell exist in Northern Rafinesque in this era?” Xanthus explained, “Those people are from the Dark Occult. The man who used the Dark Corpse Spell just now is called Black Scorpius, one of the five Dark Occult Guardians.”

" Harry was the head of Sable, also known as One. But I understand that he doesn't call Harry by codenames because they are just cousins. Me? I think they were just called by their names, but I used their codenames when talking to them. "Copy, Six." I just shook my head because he was smiling again. Haymitch reminds me of Arius and Saki. He's also naughty, and always stays by my side so sometimes I really tease him, even though I know he's the same way with other people. I just don’t really know why I need to be surrounded by these kinds of guys.

I had no idea she was even connected to this world outside the Moonbeam Pack. I tried to avoid her, but before I could turn away, she stepped into my path. “Well, well, well.” She sneered. “Look who’s playing dress up.” I clenched my fists at my sides, willing myself to stay calm. “I don’t know you,” I said, my voice steady. “Please excuse me.” Her lip curled into a cruel smile. “Oh, don’t pretend like you don’t remember me, Rowena. The rejected Luna. The murderer.”

Lily asked. “Like Voldemort, he put pieces of his soul into objects so he could live forever. Evil fucking bastard, with his snake head.” Cyrus explained. “So, you’re actually turning Lily’s beautiful story into a kid’s story about a wizzard villain?” His mate April asked, rolling her eyes at her Cyrus. We all laughed. Cyrus always had a movie or song lyric to quote to explain a situation. “It’s not like Harry Potter. You can’t resurrect us using our grandkids.” I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide.

Scar POV. It didn't take me long to find out more about the lord, everyone knows him, everyone respects him, he's called Lord Dante, he's been in charge for a long time now, he has a brother called Lucas, not the most dominant, but he helps in the family business, along with him, he's married and have a daughter. A smart girl who loves to dress up as different animals, her latest phase is foxes, the rumours say fox is her thing, for now, she's smart, everyone along here did mention how smart she is.

As time passed, Drago grew more skilled in harnessing his supernatural abilities, embracing his true nature. But it was unknown to them that the medication had no cure to the pain on his forehead. It had only subsided and hadn't taken it off completely. Sorceress Scarlet knew it was time to pay a visit to the Malfoy family and tell them about the scar on Drago's forehead. While they all sat together in the sitting room, Scarlet appeared in their midst. Diego and Luna Malfoy didn't flinch since they were already used to her appearance. "Wasn't expecting to see you, Scarlet." Diego said, rubbing his chin.