Hermione Cat Polyjuice Novels & Stories

I was confused to see the number of chairs set at the dinner, with the staff walking all around to make sure all were in equal proportion. I knew Freda could be quite extravagant sometimes, and she might have invited her friends over for a family dinner. Who was I to decide how she spends her cold-earned money? I decided to sit it out and watch as it all played out. Then, a BMW roadster cruised into the family mansion, blinking lights and screaming luxury, and I knew just who it was. It was Hermione, the young family witch. Dressed in a three-piece Italian suit and heavy shades, her neatly creased trouser was evidence of the wealth that radiated all around her. She carried around her an air

When they reached the heroes' housing unit, Phoebus immediately led Ruby to Heriette's room and informed her of the situation. Ruby found a girl with feline features gasping for breath sitting on a recliner chair. The girl had twitching white cat ears protruding from the top of her brown hair and a matching white tail. Her eyes were also non human since her irises were slits instead of rounds.

“Before I say anything further, I would like to ask you more about why you want to know about witches. What brought up this topic?” “Tyrelle has a witch doctor that helps me recover before. While Tyrelle and I were having lunch earlier this morning, we found this kitten on the brink of dying. I asked Tyrelle if he could contact his witch doctor to help and use one of his potions on her.” I looked down at the cat in my arms, who finally settled down. “If the cat is here, then I assume that the potion worked? The cat lives.” I nodded again. “Thankfully, it lives. But Doctor Kusher told me something. He said that he wasn’t the one who healed the cat. It was me.”

“Check the stretch. If it’s too tight of a fit, we should forgo it. I don’t want to lose such a good host.” Morphing into a black cat, Cleo activated her unique ability as a witch’s cat. She ran a scan over Joe’s body and shuddered. Joe’s body was like nectar for bees compared to the other candidates. It was irresistible, and learned the ways of pleasures quickly, transforming into something that desired more stimulation to feel alive. It was an ideal host’s body in more than one way, and she knew he wouldn’t break that easily. “No,” Cleo morphed back to her human form. “He isn’t a urethral virgin, but he’s not loose enough for a birthing tube. I can use a full harness to tighten that passag

I love messing with anyone's patience and that's what I'm good at. I am now walking with a smile plastered on my face and it turned into a serious one when I reached the living room where my father and the alpha that my father is insisting me to marry, talking and laughing as if they were friends for years now. No one would've thought that their packs were actually each other's enemy. Pathetic. "Oh, here she is. Craige, meet my daughter, Hermione," my father immediately introduced me politely but I never let my face show any emotions. He was looking at me as if telling me to not do anything stupid. Well, what I'm going to do isn't stupid at all.

In the lower chambers, right above the cells where he keeps the people who piss him off, well except me, I get sent to my room, and he'll make it up for me later with ice cream and chocolate. The room was a lab, a full equipped lab with creature laying on the bed, five in total, they are exactly what he called them to be, humans with the tail and ears of a cat shifters, if I help him with this, they'll also have some of my magic in them, and since they are made by him, they are part demon, this was insanity. "You want?" I ask him with anxious, excited and worried about what we're going to do here, but I was also fully in this!

“We won’t get rid of him now, we won’t expel him to the old or new owners. Turning her head towards Pascal, the witch tripped over the cat and nearly sprawled out on the stone path. “Shush, shush,” she waved her hand and stamped her foot. “Do you have any idea what we look like from the outside? - The cat stood up on its hind legs and slightly dug its claws into the women's knees, and in a second it was proudly sitting on the witch's hands. Pascal croaked loudly and displeasedly, fell to the ground, turning into a handsome man with jet-black hair. “That is certainly better, Pascal. We used to just attract attention, but now the girls are ready to turn their heads because of you. At least smi

“Sorry. I had to go to a couple stores to find the Polyjuice. Not to worry, I have it.” The rest happens swiftly. We combine the ingredients, only the red hair this time. Bess closes her eyes and says the chant. The purplish liquid begins to bubble and smoke. I take the bottle and tilt my head back and drain the contents. It doesn’t taste too bad, kind of like grape. At first nothing happens but a warm spreading sensation in my belly. Then my face begins to tingle and I feel the need to stretch. It’s almost like a way less painful version of my first time transforming into Lily.

He is practically nuzzling my hair. “Uh, Bellamy? What’s going on?” I try to pull away a little to see his face but he clings on. “Is he drunk? What was in his drink?” I ask Cam and she grimaces. “Sorry, I’ve been working on drinks to chill out specific magics. This was one for feline Shifters. I must have overdone it with the magic infused catnip.” She shrugs awkwardly.

Hermione gradually retreat. He royal beta eyes gradually revert to it's human brown coloured eye's. Her fangs shortens to her tooth level. Same with her claws. It also retreats and shortens to her finger level. Her rage slightly and tempoarily depletes. She sigh, I smile victoriously. She ain't no dummy. Her decisions are wise and life saving. Am certain she performed the math. The power level math which obviously shoves me miles ahead her in power level and unviels her defeat.