Harry Potter Snatchers Novels & Stories

I won't press charges against you. “I’m afraid that’s impossible, miss… Tell me if you need anything… I’ll bring everything, anything, just ask…” — The key to the lock and a cell phone! “Oh, besides that, Miss… You understand…” "I don't understand a damn thing!" Kit began to get angry. The man, it seems, is mumbling, you can’t be afraid of this ... Here is the mysterious Harry, the one who pulled off her abduction - this, apparently, is a dangerous creature ...

He was finally able to access his mind-link as he sent messages to Harry with no response. He turned behind but found no shadow of him in the dark. He couldn’t have gone too far, he hoped. He searched around the building till he got to the other sides of the streets that looked underdeveloped. There was no sight of him. “Check within the shrubs”, his wolf instructed. He found the clothings he had taken off earlier but without the person he'd attacked. The only implication was that Harry had been captured. The question he was left to answer was, by who? He wished he hadn’t brought him along. A seamless escape, it would have been. On his lookout for any resemblance of Harry, a tiny sphere roll

He called the shots, and if the kid didn’t learn to take orders, he’d be out on his tail. This time, Harry chose to ignore the punk. Let him know he wasn’t as important as he thought. “Okay, guys, here’s the plan.” Harry eyed the rest of the Hammerheads he’d assembled. Seven of the most battle-scarred, meanest bounty-hunting ’Heads he could find. “We’re going in, in sphere formation, the opening closest to shore. That’s where we’ll herd her, but no one takes a bite.” “What the fuck?” A.C. added a swagger to his stroke. “I didn’t sign on to be a shepherd.”

I tell him, I know I was being a snitch but these people kidnapped me I'm not taking anyone's side, if I see you do something you're not meant too, I'm gonna call you out on it. "You did what?!" Anthony shouts so loud it woke a sleeping Amelia up, I quickly slip her dummy in her mouth as Anthony tells ink to pull the car over, it was about to go down!

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.

I said to my securities, we went to the car and Chris drove off. " Head to the police station " " Okay sir" Chris said driving in a steady speed, just then my phone rang. " Dad" I said after seeing the caller's ID " Bryan what have you done about the case" " I'm just coming from the tourist commissioner's office he agreed to find more information about the kidnap" " I also just called him, he said same, so how is my daughter-in-law and her father?" he asked me. " Melanie is fine but Mr.Fredrick is still in coma"

“Are you under attack, Fran?” I was able to mirror his smile. “I think we can say so, yeah.” The waiter brought the bill and Harry handed him a black credit card. “How much? I mean, you need me to hold you, kiss you, just rest a casual hand on the small of your back?” “Grab me by the hand to leave.” “That’s subtle.” Harry chuckled softly. “Breathe, Fran. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Or a Haunter. The Haunter Supreme, to be accurate. I was still seeing him. And he was still staring at me, like wishing oh so bad his eyes were knives.

Eerie-looking talismans hung all around. Furious, Violette shouted, "Who tied me up? I'm the Queen of the Phoenix clan! How dare you people kidnap me behind Clarence's back? Release me at once, or I'll have you all killed!" Not a single bird paid her any attention. They no longer looked at her with the same respect they once showed. They simply eyed her as if she were a bug making a feeble but futile attempt to survive. The man controlling the array didn't even pay any attention to her as he continued to murmur the incantation beneath his breath.