Potter Puppet Pals Harry Novels & Stories

Ethan said, looking at me. "No worries, at least we got the potion," I reassured. "Good, with your face back to normal, I can finish you off more easily," Harry said. "Let's get on with it, no time to waste," Peter urged. "Yeah, about what you just said, here's my response: while we're around, you won't get your hands on Neil," Harry declared.

"And how can I do that?" "Pristine said that there is a potion out in the human world. If you can get that potion for me, I will become the first king of the vampires and attain all the powers a king should have. Everyone will call me the king," answered Phil. His two different eye colors, one blue and the other one green, were getting darker at the thought of unadulterated power. "And may I know where that potion is?" inquired Alexander. "It is with a girl. Pristine will give you all the details. You just have to bring the potion from her as soon as possible and —"

I slide over to her putting the dummy in her mouth, which makes the small guy shout once again. "What are you doing?!" He shouts towards me, I hold my hands up in surrender once again, last time I try to help someone. "I was just helping the baby," I mutter, does this guy need to show us he's tough even with his size? The taller guy pulls Rick over the counter and to the floor to join our group, he proceeds to pace around the shop floor for a little while, his eyes looking over the group than down and something in his hands, from afar it looked like a little photo that you could fit in your wallet.

“But we’ll have someone else go undercover, or my son will never let us hear the end of it.” I can only nod to that because he’s not wrong on that. As the meeting breaks up, I catch sight of movement through the window, and my attention shifts completely. In the training yard below, Harry, who is now seven and sprouting up like a weed, is sparring with a retired Dylan and three other pack warriors. His movements are confident and he’s no longer the scared little boy who used to have shifting episodes. "Look at him," I murmur, watching Harry duck under Dylan’s swing and counter with a move that would make Wolfgang proud.

"Yeah, kid. We're happy." Harry beams before dramatically sighing. "Good! Because I want a baby brother now." I choke on my orange juice, and Adrian bursts into laughter. "Damn, kid," Adrian says, shaking his head. "Give us a minute, will you?" Harry pouts. "I'm serious! I need someone to play with. All the other pups have siblings!" I laugh, ruffling his hair. "Let's start with a wedding first, okay?" "Fine," he huffs, stuffing more pancakes into his mouth. "But don't take too long!"

“Do you remember how you used to bawl your eyes out whenever I took these away from you, Logan?” Logan shrugged, glancing away. “Don’t really remember much. Not about that, at least.” With a scoff, Harry tossed the toy down with a thud onto the table. I could see Logan’s posture stiffen ever so slightly, his blue eyes flickering toward the toy. “You were always such a crybaby,” Harry continued as he wandered around the room. “Always one thing after another. Mommy, mommy! Harry broke my toy!” His voice raised an octave as he imitated a childlike Logan in a mocking tone.

I feel the mattress dip beside me, the blankets ruffling beside me until I feel a body touching mine. I look to see Ryder draping his long arm over my shoulders. Smirking at the TV. I turn back, grabbing the remote to finish my movie. I press resume and relax into his arm. "Harry Potter?" He asks, a little disgusted. "Yeah, why?" I sit up a bit. "It's boring." He bluntly states. I feel hurt. And, I mean, hurt. How could anyone say that Harry Potter is boring? "It's not boring." I all but spit out.

Alpha Harry pounced on Lord Potter, but he flipped him over, pushing him with a large amount of force into a tree that snapped a lot of branches, shattering the windscreen of the cars parked around it. “Don’t fucking test me, Alpha Harry...” Lord Potter growled, stretching out his arms, revealing how sharp his claws were. Alpha Harry smirked as he jumped on a car before twisting his opponent’s mind, making it look like he was going to attack from the left, but instead he attacked from the right, and Lord Potter didn’t see it coming. Alpha Harry clawed his face with his right hand and dragged himself by his feet. He turned Lord Potter over his head and threw him back into the same tree behind

Grainne was about to refuse when Harry scrambled to reply first: "Very good! Mommy, Uncle William, I'm starving!" As he said that, he rubbed his small belly. As if wanting to prove that what he said was true, his small stomach immediately made a few rumbling sounds. The boy had been working all afternoon, now he was really hungry. Grainne didn't refuse anymore, and led Harry into Liam William's car, "What are we going to eat?" Harry excitedly said: "Mom, I want to eat spicy hot pot!" Grainne immediately protested: “No, didn't I say it last time? Spicy hot pot can only be eaten once a month.” "But Harry wants to eat..." Harry said, lowering his head sullenly. Liam William pulled out his phone

They also have different creatures and monsters, so I remember myself with them. “Which part are you in?” Zion asked. “I don't exactly know the title, but it was when Harry Potter was on his teenager days …” I replied. “Maybe the second one or the third one? The Prisoner of the Azkaban or The Order of the Phoenix. Have you finished what you were watching before?” “Yeah, why?” He gave me a smile. “Let's watch the next series together, okay?” “But I thought so? You're done with that, right?”