Jason Isaacs Harry Potter Character Novels & Stories

And then it clicks. Jackson. My reckless, unhinged, zero-impulse-control brother. The one who doesn’t follow plans. The one who is the plan. The one who smiles when things explode. A slow, dangerous thread of hope winds through my terror. Because Jackson doesn’t get kidnapped. Jackson detonates. And if he’s here, this isn’t going to unfold the way Harry planned. “Yeah,” Harry says almost casually. He lifts his chin and attempts a smile, but the scars lining his face pull tight, distorting the expression. It never reaches his eyes. It looks … wrong. Like his face forgot how to perform normal human emotions.

The girls had also asked about how his classes had gone during the morning and he updated them. Erik had just taken a sip from his cup, when he heard hasty footsteps. He looked at the door and saw a brown bush-haired girl with Gryffindor colors entering the room and freezing as soon as she entered. She looked around the 'new' classroom with wide and curious eyes, and then she saw Erik sitting behind the Professor's desk sipping his coffee. While she was staring at him with wide eyes, two other males students, a black haired one and a red haired one, entered the classroom. Erik recognized the black haired one, it was Harry Potter. Both male students stopped behind the female one and were pant

It was time to end this. Mirja, Zack, George, and Harry made it to the hall where Mary was helping Isaiah, who still looked like James, to his feet. There was blood dripping down his shoulder and a bloody knife beside him. Before they could say anything, Zira jumped through a man-made hole in the wall a few feet away. “Zi!” Isaiah ran to them as Zira looked at him confused and stepped back. Then, realizing he still looked like James, he removed the necklace to reveal himself. Zira’s face twisted with anger as she approached and punched him in the arm.

I was too surprised that I got out of balance, I tripped over my steps and just then Jason caught me, he worriedly looked me in my dark brown monolid eyes and said, "Can you stop worrying me so much?" My face was all red but luckily Jason doesn't notice, I headbutted him and changed the topic, "Never and by the way, what's the grand ceremony for? The witches won't tell me anything." I saw a shift of mood in Jason's eyes, I knew he knows something but he's bound by the witches not to tell anything despite being my familiar. Jason was assigned as my slave from birth, he was my friend- the only one, we grew up together and I... grew up liking him.

Now Isaac has to find another way to save his sister, whom he neglected for years. "Alright, make the arrangements for the funeral. I will take my oath as the next Alpha of this pack tomorrow" Isaac ordered Jason. Jason nodded his head and was about to leave when Isaac stopped him. "Have you informed about this to the Beta of the Lycan pack? Hera might want to know about this" Isaac asked Jason. When Jason heard Hera's name, he winced still feeling the pain in his groin. He is permanently damaged down there, thanks to Hera. Now Jason is scared to even look at Hera with the fear that he might offend the Lycan prince. "I did" he replied politely.

Isaac gave his order. “Yes, Sir.” Jonas stood up and headed to the podium. He relayed Isaac's message, and the professor hesitantly ended the class. The flabbergasted look on Natalie's face as the professor walked out was priceless. “Things like these are effortless for me. So, brunch?” He stood up, gave her his hand. “Just who on earth are you?” “Isaac Bardekk, that's my name.” “What do you want from me?” “I told you, be my_”

He ensures with a wink as the girl smiles and leaves the booth. "See? I told you she wasn't in need of help." Jason states the obvious as Gracie felt like digging a hole out of embarrassment. "Oh my god, Jason! That's new. Didn't she do your homework before coming here?" Harold said, laughing the situation off as if she didn't just clockblock him a moment ago. "By the way, I'm Harold. Harry, for you." He said softly, extending a friendly hand to her. He looked so different from the moment where he was harassing the girl's ass. Is he bipolar Or what? Gracie thought.

Isabella sighed and said under her breath, "Goddess, he is too innocent." "I didn't get that, my lady." "I said I was only kidding. It's only normal that everybody knows about me, after all, I am a new employee... and the only person with the guts that came for the interview." Remembering the scene now, Isabella let out a small smile. "You must be a wolf." "Yes, I am," Jason confirmed. "You are... human." Everything about Jason made him look like an innocent child who was yet to have a taste of the world. And he was a wolf!

“A doorway. Nothing more.” My breath catches. Because for the first time, I see it. This isn’t Brad. Not anymore. This is something else. Something wearing him. Something using him. Something that tricked me. My voice comes out small. “What… what are you?” He steps close enough that the shadows brush my skin like cold fingers. “I am the Hallow,” he whispers. “And you, Jason, are a pawn who mistook himself for a king.” My blood runs cold. He knows. He knows I thought killing Brad would make me powerful. He knows I believed the lies. He knows I was used. And he enjoys it.

It was easy to see that the Fairy Doctor had low EQ when she blurted out after seeing him, “Your Combat Department recently accepted a new student who possessed the Spiritual Demon Pill. I want that person. You shall give that person to me.” When Jason heard that, his anger spiked. “Don’t even think about it, that’s my disciple.” He thought that the Fairy Doctor was talking about Holly Yates because she had very strong combat talent. It was the highest that he had ever seen. Therefore, he had immediately accepted Holly as his disciple. Indeed, this disciple of his possessed the Spiritual Demon Pills, and she ate them like candies. The Fairy Doctor glared at him. “You won’t give in to me?” Ja