Long Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Then back at her. Absolutely not. Harry was my younger cousin. Twenty-three. Rich, reckless, and had the attention span of a goldfish. He’d been kicked out of two colleges for fighting, and last I heard he was “investing” in crypto by day and racing motorcycles by night. He flirted with anything that breathed and left a trail of crying girls behind him. And Shula, my Shula, who blushed at the word ‘virgin’, was practically vibrating at the sound of his name.

I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide. “You’ve actually seen Harry fucking Potter?!” “I’ve read it. I have kids and grandkids. I need to know the things they know. Besides, even though the author was a dumbass, it’s a pretty cool story.” Cyrus nodded, “it is, right?” He winked at me. “But don’t fucking worry. I’ll die first, so I’ll let you know what it’s like.” “Don’t make jokes about that!” April said, slapping Cyrus’ arm, who pretended to be more hurt than he actually was.

I asked him sweetly, crossing my legs as well as my arms over my chest and nudging him as he gently pushed me away. "Replying to fans, so don't bother me." I pouted at his reply, running a hand through my hair before I rested my head on his shoulder with a sigh. "I'm hungry." I whispered so only Harry can hear. "Lorien said she's-" I gasped just as Harry started screaming, I immediately covered his mouth with my small hands.

She might be honest about this whole thing, but I wouldn't want her around my brother and I know for sure Hope wouldn't either, "He's the first guy who's ever tried to get to know me beyond just sex. And I think he's the only guy to like me without the glamour spell." "Cute, but I advise you to get over him soon. We don't want him to be with a witch," Hope lets out. Cassie’s slender shoulders drop, "Anyway, how can we help Farrow?" "I don't know," she murmurs, "I think only Ozzy could revert or dissolve the spell... or maybe another real witch. Or a healer.” "Where the fuck are we going to find another witch or a healer?" I let out, covering my face in stress.

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

“May I?“ Higan shifted his gaze his back to me, catching my glare. He didn't flinch, and I desperately wanted to show him that he should. “You really thought I'd buy the idea that he was just an Alpha?“ He leaned in to whisper his words in a venomous hush. “He didn’t hide it well, Harlyn. Not after that Christmas party. That show he put on? You think I really wouldn't notice?” My lips parted, but nothing came. A voice in my head overlapped with his rambling. “He'll take him away from us if we don't do something,” My Sorceress pressed in gingerly, like her own anger wasn't boiling my veins. The wind tore hot through the clearing. It stank of silver, blood, and open graves.

For eight years, I and my two kid sisters together with my mother suffered hell, my mother had been compelled to look for a cleaning job in a Backery here in Scotswood, Newcastle shortly after my dad passed away, we also moved to a small apartment which my mom could afford the rent. We had been compelled to go into the new apartment one year after the demise of my dad, we were forcefully move out of our apartment. Feeding became a challenge, all my father's investment were claimed by a strange woman who had proven to be the next of kin to my father, she claimed all his investments and properties. My mom told us how that the lady by the name kate was to get married to my dad, but that she was

"And don't think he comes in here for anyone else but you, girl. I know you see the way he looks at you. Like he's hungry. It's fucking hot." I roll my eyes. "Then why don't you do it then." "Because he didn't ask for me. A Bloody shame, really." Hilary pouted. "Come on, you better get your ass in there before Garret pops a vein or something. I'll take you, I want to get a good douse of Mr Mystery for when I'm alone tonight." "You're disgusting." "And I'm not denying it." She singsong as she yanks me across the floor, through the door separating backstage from the front of the club.