Harry Potter Ugly Creature Novels & Stories

The sloppy creature made its way to the illumination, and it broke my heart. In the marble, the creature smeared blood. It was oozing from its thick, gelatinous belly. It has swollen so high that its bones stuck out from its skin. Its skin was charred, burnt like the colour of charcoal, it had cuts around its body, all of which grew seemingly disturbing bubbles of god knows what. And on top of all this humongous monstrosity, sat the face of a woman with tired, hopeless, bloodshot eyes. "K-Kill me..." it begged.

She turned on the floor and proceeded to crawl before getting up on her feet but the monster grabbed her by the leg and hurled her towards it. The creature snarled as it leaned closer to her face, a part of Harley wanted to transform but she couldn’t. she just whimpered as it got closer and closer. A red light started shining into the convenience store and Harley got a clear look of what the creature looked like, it had a wide mouth with multiple teeth covered in blood and it looked skeleton like. It raised its hands to claw out Harley’s neck when Henry busted from the pile or broken wood and growled at it with his eyes shining bright red.

While Jin rummaged through the goods, Eden walked back and forth across the room, scouring the room for anything new and glancing at the skin in anticipation of the breathing heaving skin. "Are you sure it is already dead?" The black hair retreated towards the mint-haired boy. Jin gave the boy piercing eyes as if to say are-you-crazy: "Had you seen anything that has been removed with only a skin like this alive?" Eden mumbled under his breath: “Who knows? It is a magical creature!" The owner of Swag Items didn't reply. He understood this younger brother's fear of the whole world: "Your stuff." And threw on the table a gray box containing (almost) the entire fortune of the apprentice wizard b

Oh my God. "I think it's okay. Harry Potter-ish." I hear her say, but I ignore her. On my forehead lay a scar, a prominent one, so ugly. "It's okay, better than The Dark Mark" She says, and I snap. "Enough with the Harry Potter bullshit!" "You don't like Harry Potter?" Her eyebrows rises. Reluctantly turning away from the mirror, I say "I don't know who the fuck Harry Potter is. Who the hell are you, and what do you want?"

Then there was nothing. Prince Vaugn and Veronica almost collided as they both ran towards the sound of the scream. She was relieved to see him. A moment later, Roger came into view as he stood in front of a giant furry creature. It was taller than an elephant. The creature had short shaggy dark blue fur with a white mane and a bushy beard that were accented with red along its edges. A long tail ended in a tuft of red fur. The creature’s big head was adorned by short black horns and it had a hump on its shoulders.

she added. "Wow..." one of the Elites muttered in amusement. She was a short girl with short sakura-colored hair. She looks cute with her big round eyes and rosy cheeks. Her figure was of that half-human half raccoon. But no one inside the room dared to belittle her. After all, all of them inside this room all possessed exceptional abilities and wielder of great mana. "Amazing..." Kesha followed after the little girl. Almina and the others also had the look of admiration towards the person on the screen.

I barely even looked in the mirror before rushing out of our house. As I pass the windows of a dark classroom, I regret my decision to not even brush my hair—I resemble Hermione Granger in the first Harry Potter movie, with a bird's nest for hair. Mine is darker, though. I was born with the complex of a ghost and black hair to match. I'm a mess.

When I saw the old crone inside, my apprehension turned to horror. With that dreamy, horrible smile, she was hideous in look, mumbling to herself. Her hair was lank and lustrous, and it hung around her like rotten straw ropes. In the corner, a cauldron gently bubbled, emitting the most hellish and rotten vapors. The cave's floor was littered with frog leg fragments, bat wings, and newt eyes. Her ferocious and cunning lupine eyes only sprang to life when she whispered arcane words from a spell. They were perched on top of her hawkish, hooked nose. The most ridiculous wart sprang from it. It was the size of a saucer at the very least.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

I saw how he flinched staring at the disgusting green saliva above my dress. "Disgusting, right?" I asked and stared at my chest with distaste. "Absolutely." He answered before gazing back at the creature who was now struggling from being pinned on the wall with Cool's thick ice. "What...is that?" I asked Cool while staring at the gnarling creature in front of us. "That's a Pillie." My forehead creased upon hearing that familiar word. "Pillie? You mean?" He nodded with my unfinished question. "Yes, that thing over there used to be a flamia or a glacia. The darkess had made her like that." He said as he stares at the creature with pity.