Harry Potter Self Insert Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Bang! Harry’s POV I was sure I was getting to him, deep down in his hardened heart, like a spear shredding that single organ into tiny little pieces, feeding it to him so he could taste how it felt. The delight that another person who had once navigated your suffering was now going through the same ordeal was overwhelming.

I looked again and it was gone. Mad! I am completely going mad! " I swear, she is a witch!" I muttered slowly to myself and got down from the bonet, smiling at my silly thoughts. HARRY'S POV "Ahhhh!" I was thursting inside the girl, I brought home from club tonight. It felt so good, while I was near climax, when my phone ringed. I decided to ignore it, getting lost in pleasure thrusting faster, but then my eyes opened wide, hearing the ringtone "Who let the dogs out" playing. It was the ringtone, I saved for Boss's call.

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

“Let me do the dishes in our kitchen sink. Put you to bed when you’ve had too much to drink. Oh I could be the ma who grows old with you.” I smile as I hold both of his cheeks with my hands as he finishes, “I wanna grow old with you.” The next second, Harry’s lips landed on my lips as he begins to untie my bathrobe. We kiss passionately as his mouth finds its way to my jaw down to my neck until he pushes my bathrobe open which exposes my breasts. His lips quickly wrapped around my hardened nipple while he begins to insert his finger inside me and I can feel how wet I was instantly. Harry takes the bathrobe off my body before he slowly inserts his hard length inside me. My moan escapes from m

Oh, how will HE make her squeal and crawl in her own intestines! And then Harry saw with his single eye a cloud of dust billowing over the road and knew it was all over. HE would, of course, fray… tried to escape. But he suddenly felt terrible fatigue, devastation, and indifferently dived into the depths of consciousness, giving way to his spineless brother. Let him do something for HIM at least once in his life… At least try. A slut with blue hair beat HIM. Or rather, both of them. Wow…

I whimper, squirming on the bed. Soon, my imagination makes me think it's him pushing something into my entrance, so I timidly lift my hips and legs, daring to move my finger clumsily inside myself. "Harry, wait... It hurts..." I continue complaining, tears threatening to spill from my eyes. I can't stop thinking about him. I picture him shirtless, lying on top of me in this very bed while preparing my untouched entrance to receive his huge cock. The image is too stimulating, and before long, that exploration of my pussy stops hurting and begins to feel... good...

I question him again trying to break the ice, he seems to smirk a little looking over at me. "Well it started back in school I don't know how old I would've been, I was sat in class leaning back in my chair and for some reason behind me, you know back in the day you had those pens you had to dip in ink?" He asks me looking over with a smile, I nod saying quills he nods continuing "well I leant back in my chair when the chair moved and I fell, on the way down I tried to grab hold of something to stop me falling, but I end up grabbing the sheet of paper the tubs were of ink was on" he laughs which causes a little laugh to come out of my lips as I finish with his cut on his face.

She shook it off and excused herself to smuggle another meal for her. Immediately when the door shut, Octavia coughed out blood staggering on her feets, she had stayed locked up in the restroom when she was making a companion but then again that creep had to step in choking the half project. She was a tiny bit close to completing it but then decided to send it after him, she would have prospered but her companion had emotions and weakness and that was what she was trying to erase before Author brought his jackass self into her room, since she hasn't completed the making she felt half of what her companion felt,the pains and everything, she fainted in the restroom but there came Hapitha who h

.They made sure to complement the new additions and to encourage my efforts. I know not everyone will love this, eventually I’m going to get pissed off Witches and grumpy morons who think that magic is evil or whatever who will come by and cause trouble, but even that will eventually pass. I want this place to feel magical, but also comfortable and I want people to see that using magic can be normal. It isn’t something limited to prissy Witches or the very wealthy, or at least it shouldn’t be. This is the exact speech I’m giving to Harry as he walks me home, our fingers intertwined. He is nodding along, agreeing at the correct intervals and being generally attentive. I’m pretty much on top o

He has become his original self and I hate that version of him- start version of hemisphere "Wait here," I command Leah, storming toward my room. “I will make him remember our deal!” As I walk away, I start to think about how I had gained control over Harry in the first place. The strong AlphaHarry - so broken after Helen's rejection, only if he knows the true reason why she rejected him My stupid sister’s rejection of Harry gave me a good chance to step in, and step in I did