Lupin Harry Potter Novels & Stories

“Drink that. Sleep as much as you can. I’ll…I’m sure I’ll have to see you again.” Maya left in a rush, but not before I glimpsed the glimmer of tears in her eyes. The potion was heavy and bitter on my tongue. I began to feel its numbing effects almost immediately, as its strong dose of lobis – a rare herb with healing properties specific to werewolves – began to work through my system. Within minutes, I’d fallen into a a heady trance of dreams and memories.

15 Lunaria was a truth potion made by blending rare herbs, including wolfsbane. It was also infused by magic, hence making it a useful tool which forced the truth out of anyone who consumed it— in other words, it was a magical truth serum. Lunaria was Alpha Arnold's all time favorite weapon that he used on his prisoners. He only had to mention the name of the potion and his prisoners would start spilling the truth, terrified that under Lunaria’s influence they’d reveal more than they could afford to.

“Any update? Please tell me you figured out what was wrong with her. Please tell me she'll be fine.* “After everything, we finally have a diagnosis.” I fought the urge to give a mini victory dance on his desk. Since the doctor now knew what was wrong with her, it meant she could get treated, and could get better immediately. “ I have no idea how it happened or got into her system, but she consumed lupine. “Lupine?” I repeated. “What's that?” “It's a rare substance that breaks down the muscles of a wolf when combined.” My heart dropped to my feet at his words. “it makes the werewolf weak, and if that substance isn't stopped, it's affects could be dangerous.”

Grabbing the young man’s jaw, he forced his mouth open and poured in the deep red liquid. The traitor struggled wildly, but his bindings held him fast. He could only glare in helpless fury. Raven frowned, glancing at Lyra. She turned to him, her voice even. “It’s called Illusion Dust, a potion made from Lunaris leaves and Virella mushrooms.” She paused, gaze settling on the trembling prisoner. “It induces intense hallucinations, breaks down mental defenses. Even the strongest will can’t resist. And more importantly… it compels truth. The victim speaks their innermost secrets, unable to suppress them.”

Luna’s gaze shifted to Luke, and the air seemed to drop ten degrees. “The war dog lives,” Luna said. Luke gave a weak, humorless smile. “Princess.” “I am not a princess.” “No,” he said. “You’re worse.” Magic sparked between them — invisible, but heavy. Old hatred. Old war. Lily felt it pressing against her ribs. “Stop,” she said, louder. “Both of you.” Neither moved. Luna took another step forward. “Lily, you don’t understand what he is.” “Then tell me!”

His eyes narrowed slightly, but he said nothing. "We brought it," Harper unzipped her backpack. She pulled out the heavy steel Rolling Pin. She placed it on the coffee table. Louis’s expression changed instantly. The playfulness vanished. He sat down, staring at the object with reverence. "Mon Dieu," he whispered. "She actually did it. She hid the Holy Grail in a kitchen tool." He reached out to touch the binary flowers engraved on the steel. "Do you know what this is, Harper?" "It's a code," Harper said. "But we don't have the cipher."

It’s no other person than the world’s savior and martyr—the woman who dissolved the decades old association that was meant to destroy the world—Mellow Lupin. There was a time when I was overly obsessed with aunt Mellow. I went through some processes of becoming her. And one of these processes had to do with associating myself with the kind of person she associated with. Due to that, I scrutinized every single person the internet published as her friends; Oasis, Christopher, Yesli Toorsman, uncle Zachili, even Dad. I grew too familiar with the character of Christopher Su Pointe even though he was dead. Sadly, I couldn’t find anyone similar to him, until I met Blank.

In my last life, I secretly slipped a Love Potion into the cup of my destined mate, the Alpha of my pack, Jason Green. As expected, he fell in love with me. We held the grandest mate-bonding ceremony in our pack's history and became the couple everyone envied. The effects of the Love Potion would last seven years. I naively believed that it would be enough to win his true heart. But Jason's childhood friend, Lilian Foster, traded her own tongue to a black-market witch for the antidote.

Hunter idly twirled a strand of her hair while Jane shot daggers, looking like she wanted to toss Dahlia out a window. Lupin glanced at Henry and Dan. “Since you guys covered lunch, drinks are on me tonight at the resort.” “Real generous of you, Lupin,” Henry said, raising an eyebrow. “What do you even do for a living?” “I own a company,” Lupin said casually. “Mostly travel, though.” “Name of the company?” Dan pressed. “G&R Incorporated,” Lupin replied. Dan nearly spit out his soda. “The snow gear company in Germany?”

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t the devil.” His eyes narrow as he takes in my appearance. “Lana, what happened to you?” he looks on as the locusts continue to devour the spiders. “Are those locusts eating the Arachia demons?” I shrug my shoulder and point to the locusts devouring the creatures with a wide, maniacal grin. “Yep,” I giggle. “It looks like they messed with the wrong girl.” I laugh again, which makes his brow furrow.