Harry Potter Soldier Fanfic Novels & Stories

Some of them got down from their broomsticks and walked towards the soldiers but the profound soldiers slit their necks as soon as they crossed the round balls. Frustrated, the Dark Lord sent his soldiers towards the enemies. The Magna troop pulled out another weapon and threw it on the ground. This time it was a small metal knitted square piece. The pieces started expanding themselves and connected themselves with the other pieces around it. Soon a huge metal knitted blanket covered the battle ground. One of the enemy soldiers stepped on it gathering great courage. He smiled looking down as nothing happened. As he turned around to inform his fellow soldiers, he found his ankle being stuck o

‘Hugo,’ I yell as I run towards him and throw flames at the soldiers. I circle a soldier in a sphere of wind that lifts him off the ground, the soldier panics and drops his sword. With his wrists still bound in front, Hugo picks the sword up. Hugo and I are back-to-back and lean up against each other. Hundreds of soldiers surround us. I gently place the soldier engulfed in the sphere of air gently onto the ground. The soldiers have familiar faces. They seem conflicted and hesitant. The weapons they hold shake in their hands. ‘You are my friends, my people. I don’t want to harm you,’ I yell.

he explained and tried to walk away. The soldier faced his wife and inquired, "Did you hear him? Clean up your sick husband before you take him to the doctor." Nevertheless, one of her maids left when she saw the video and concluded that her boss was evil and could not associate with them. Harry's wife looked around for one of them but could not find any. "Clean it," the soldier shouted again. At that point, Harry looked at the big screen and saw where he was discussing with Cecilia about the precious stone and shouted in despondency, "Stop the video."

She took down two with a few slashes of her blade, snarling at the remaining soldier, who was pushing her further back toward the wall of adamant. The soldier wasn't that much taller than her, but he fought like a demon. The small slits in his helmet were big enough that Sephora could tell that the male was far too young to be a soldier. She almost paused fighting entirely as she came to the realisation that the solider was nothing more than a boy. Child soldiers - Vince truly had no end to the lengths he'd go to get what he wanted. It made Sephora angry enough that her sword instantly ignited - causing some of the soldiers that Ambrose was fighting to swear and curse in fear. Good, Sephora

” The Lycan sipped his wine while the servants moved around, refilling glasses. My frown deepened; I had never known my father to bring in outside aid. It was only ever just my siblings and him. “He doesn’t have an army.” I stated with conviction. But deep inside, hope flickered that he planned to rescue me. “What sorcery does he use then, huntress? To destroy a village without being detected?” the soldier asked. His blue eyes reflected the candlelight, but there was no warmth in them. Hanna slammed her glass on the table, nearly upsetting the candelabra. “Yes, maybe she’s a witch because she had obviously enchanted our king!” her words were sharp and bitter with envy.

and his demotion to a glorified nursemaid. My ears twitched, catching snippets of their mockery. I felt a familiar irritation prickle under my skin. He may have been a drunk, but he was my drunk to watch over. Hypatos pretended not to hear them, his focus fixed on the amber liquid in his mug as if it held the secrets of the universe. But I noticed the tension in his shoulders, the way his remaining hand tightened around the handle. Then one of the younger soldiers, a brute with a freshly shaven jaw and the arrogance of a man who had never known true fear, decided to be clever.

He was obviously thinking the same way Sophie was. "I don't care. Just come out and hear this before it will be too late" he emphasized. "As your lordship pleases" the Mage grumbled. After some minutes, he came out to him. "I just saw something now and I want to tell you because you are the only one that will believe I'm not spewing nonsense" he started cowardly. "What is it?" the Mage asked back. "I saw some soldiers, it was like they were initiating some members into their occult, group" he explained awkwardly.

But if not, I would confront him outright. I needed a few moments to think. Outside, the soldiers were training, some celebrating. I couldn’t share this with anyone, not until the right time came along. The hours passed and I kept thinking and imagining what I was going to do. The scenes played behind my eyes nonstop, so much that I started developing a migraine there. When the sky had darkened, I knew it was time. I rose and grabbed my sword. Just as I was about to leave, Harry walked into my tent without asking for permission. He looked at the sword and I saw realization settle into his expression.

The townspeople were getting lesser and lesser while the evil soldiers are becoming greater and greater until all of the townspeople were turned into his evil puppets manipulating their minds. “Gather around evil soldiers of Veroma! We will declare a bloody war against my brother Merfoy! We will continue our journey to conquer the kingdom of Thamali! Besides the holder of the white flame aka the prince of Thamali is dead, thanks to that violet-eyed sorcerer who burned him! Fight you evils of Veroma!” Seres shouted as his evil soldiers shouted back in response while raising their fists. Seres can smell blood from innocent people waiting for him as he let out a deep evil laugh. Merfoy was awak

She queried with a flabbergasted grimace, her eyes flickering around with reckless abandon. "It's a surprise babe. You just sit still and watch what I'm going to do!" I said to her, pulling her by her cheeks. "Alright. No problems!" She accepted with a shrug of the shoulder and returned to have her seat. The soldier placed the pot of burning coal In front of me and then handed a long sword. I turned to the soldiers that stood behind our captives. "I need you to hold them down like your entire life depended on it," i ordered with a loud and firm voice that bore power and authority. They did as I asked at once, holding them with all their power and might. There were three soldiers to one man s