Potter Clown Novels & Stories

I finally find my voice. "I'm Bubbles! Mr. Wolf sent me to cheer up. No one is allowed to be a saaaad boy on my watch! Not me, Bubbles the dancing clown!" Mr. Wolf...Logan! That bastard did this! "I'm not sad. You can leave," I proceed to pick up my phone to call for help, but the clown smacks my hand with something, making me drop the receiver. I gape at the thing in his hand and realize he used one of those comically long-stemmed flowers.

I must have drifted through a portal into another dimension and this clown is the ruler of this new land I am in. “Clown?” he says confusedly as he moves his arms around me. “You are a sexy clown, are you not? You have cotton candy hair, and your skin is like a coloring book! Do you have more markers for us to color the rest of you with, Mr. Clown?” “What…the…fuck?” I giggle as I get back up on my feet, making him stumble backward into the grass. I sit on top of him and give him another hug, which makes my entire body vibrate.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

said Claire with a smile as Chloe clenched her hands angrily . " ......Haaah ! I can do nothing but accept defeat . Here's your prize . " said the owner with a respectful smile and gave Claire the puff collection and also the small puppy stuff toy she was staring at earlier . " This..... " said Claire confused . " You deserve it . See it as compensation for being able to resolve a sneaky riddle . " said the owner and winked at her making Claire laugh a little . " Thank you sir ! " said Claire . She took the stuffed puppy and the puffs then went to the others .

The potion felt like a heaven sent gift. Clara reached for the vial, but the figure pulled it back. "Not so fast. I told you there would be a price." "Tell us what you want. Tell us the price," Clara said. "I want half of your souls." "What???"

He had dark and thick hair falling in loose waves around his face, giving him an evil look. "Fighting monkeys, means? Since when did monkeys start living around Dark Shadow Coven?" Pawn Clara asked, confused. Clara Jack was a Pawn of Dark Shadow Coven whose job was cleaning. She was the most special and beautiful maid there. Her long, curly hair cascaded down her back in a waterfall of golden locks, with bright blue eyes. She had a fire in her soul that refused to be extinguished, even in the face of the darkest magic. She spent her days cleaning the coven's chambers and preparing meals for the Moroi and Dhampirs who lived there, but her mind was always racing with ideas for how she could he

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:45 AM Larry Potter was doing a fine impression of a fish outside the water at the moment. What he just saw was some very amazing stuff, even when magic is taken into account. But then, he only knew this magic world for a little more than a year, so he didn't have much of a base to compare. Larry Potter then looked at his Head of House, and paused. Even if she was not doing a fish outside the water impression, she was looking at Erik with wide eyes.

At last, Dr Poter makes a sudden appearance with his usual bright smile on his face. Everyone clapped to his entrance, while I was the only one who clapped with full excitement. He laughed and took the micro from his assistant, Jenny. I can't believe I actually stalked my friend's dad, he's my professor and do things that amaze me sometimes. "Well then, let's proceed to the speech." "That is all for the speech, I only have one request to ask." Dr Poter said as he cleared his throat. I stood up straight, my eyes directly looking at him. Hévéa and Thomas snorted out of laughter, mocking me.

They applauded. I took a decision to brighten up and go kind of complicated. I hallucinated via traveling through the roads of time to a world of hope. The hope I couldn't give probably my careful friends, you know them. I mean the ones who never fell into the snare of clowny unfortunate mishaps SANDRA, SOLOMON and IK (my fine boy). Time pulled backwards as them fans take a chill pill and ride on the teleporter with me. Laughs. ****

She frowned and asked, “Who are you? Why did you capture us?” Clown smiled and said, “Because I am your future husband! Oh, let me introduce myself, my name is Quincy Zoppins, my alias is Clown.”