Patronus Deer Harry Potter Novels & Stories

I lifted the microphone to my mouth, “So, you see, it would not be hard for a poaching charge to become felony murder or manslaughter. The shifters who have a legal hunting season, know not to shift at all during that season. We are extra careful during hunting season.” Someone in the audience asked a question that I knew was coming. “Is there such thing as were deer?” I chuckled, “I have not heard of them, but there is someone we can all ask.” Then I yelled, “Hey Gryphon! We need your help!” Gryphon walks in and the audience gasps. I said, “Ladies and gentlemen, Gryphon is the master of all animals; natural and supernatural. Gryphon, is there such thing as were deer?” Gryphon says, “No. Dee

Its paws left glowing prints on the grass, fading slowly with every step. “Not bad,” Phineas said, the faintest hint of approval in his voice. “Try another.” I smiled, the thrill coursing through me. “Alright. Let’s see…” The glow flared again, forming delicate limbs and slender antlers—a deer, shimmering and elegant. It moved like liquid moonlight, leaving faint trails that danced in the air long after it passed.

Lily’s eyes turn gold as Hera, her wolf, pushes forward. “What do you smell, Qadira?” Hera asks. “I don’t know,” she answers, still sniffing the air. As the scent gets closer, I pull Tanya toward me, not sure what to expect in this magical land. It doesn’t feel threatening, but since I’m not familiar with the scent, I’m not taking any chances. “GoldMoon,” Hera purrs and the gold in Lily’s eyes fades. Lily steps forward as the largest deer I’ve ever seen in my life steps out of the forest. She has a huge rack of antlers, larger than any deer in the human world and they look like they’re made of gold.

I panted, still running after him. That’s when I saw something sparkly pass my eyes from the corner. It made me stop just in time to spot an animal behind a tree, staring at me. I recognized the creature as a deer from an old picture book of mine. I’ve never seen one in real life because of the Queen and her stinky rules. But now that I have the opportunity, I can’t miss it. “Hi,” I said, drawing closer to the animal. “Don’t be afraid of me. I’m your friend.”

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.

"Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and the Deathly Hallows * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy I unlocked the door and hold it open so the girls could get in. After having lunch and getting desserts with the girls, I felt bad for leaving Nat alone at home so we had cut our Christmas shopping short and gone home afterward.

said the creature. Sirius lazily combed his dark lux, biting his lower lip with his fangs this time before he jumped out from the chair and picked up the little princess' unicorn. "I don't know." Sirius grimaced while he threw the unicorn mid-air and sliced it in half using the reaper's scythe. "Fuck vision. I've marked that girl and she'll be my food on her 20th birthday." he licked his lower lip in anticipation. "You gonna have to go through the dark lord first." the creature said while it flew left and right. It also saw the vision of Sirius under the command of one little princess in the future.

Their mortal blood gave them strength. However, when the Treaty in Northumbria transpired, hunting humans became forbidden. All the supernaturals could only hunt them unless they were out of the safety of Northumbria, and the last human hunters left in Kent were sent home by their Princess twenty years ago while he was asleep.

But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real. "Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information. "Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure. "And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.

She thinks I'm a good person? She's the only person I know who has told me I'm a good person. People call me Draco in the underworld, and most people associate it with the devil, dragon, demon, etc. But my fiery kitten thinks I'm a good person. Would she have the same view about me if she knew and saw what I was capable of? I know I'm not a psychopath who just kills people without thinking, but I've taken down some people because the world would be a better place without them, so I guess I did something good.