Powerful Harry Fanfic Novels & Stories

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

"Care to tell me why you're trying to break down this door?" The blue haired one glared at him. "It's none of your business. So get lost." Marcus chuckled lowly, running a hand through his hair. "It's my business though. I don't tolerate harassment in any form and—" "It's not harassment!" the black haired one said, stepping forward. He smiled, extending a hand. "I'm Harry." Marcus stared at the hand for a beat before looking at him. "How is that my concern?" Harry flushed in embarrassment before taking his hand back. "The omega in there is my partner and he went into heat."

A weak and insignificant woman. Harry looked around and shouted, “Shut up! Nobody may say anything, damn it!” Immediately, there was silence. Then he put his hand on my neck and started squeezing it. As he did so, he whispered in my ear, “I thought you were smarter, slut. If you had just kept your damn mouth shut, you would have gotten out of this alive. I would have kept you as mine so you could have my pups and be my lover. But now, I will have to fight you... to the death. I will show you your place.”

Harry says, and I can see where this is going. Everyone in the courtyard can see where it's going. "What should their punishment be?" Harry asks me, and I see his eyes glint in excitement. He looks pleased by the situation. Like it's all amusing to him. Harry has become a sadistic psycho. Oh my goodness, he's crazy. He's absolutely lost his mind. Harry trails over to me, leaving only a few inches between us. I can feel his hot breath fan my face, and my breathing gets harsher.

“…right.” Harry’s smile widened, not playful this time, but satisfied, like he had been waiting for me to say it. “Good.” My stomach twisted. “Why are you pushing me like this?” His shadow stretched across mine as he leaned forward, his voice quiet and dangerous. “Because powers only sharpens when you stop lying to yourself. Stop pretending this is an accident. Stop pretending you can contain it. This—” His fingers brushed the faint violet glow at my fingertips, sending sparks across my skin. “—was never meant to be silenced.”

He and Xavier want to get rid of me! Xavier should have sent one of his stronger vampires. Harry is no match for me. I start chanting one of the spells Madison taught me. Harry dropped the knife and held his head. I know this spell is very potent and can kill any creature that is weaker than me. Harry looks at me as his eyes turn red and as if he can not believe I am as strong as I am. They all think I am a weak witch because I can not defeat those damn magical wolves, but the wolves have magical powers straight from the Moon Goddess.

I say to her. Then she sighs. “Have you even seen her story? I think she has moved on, Hiram. Look at what she is doing to you. Haven’t you had enough? We can break the mate bond magically without her, and…” “No,” I clutch my chest as I crash onto the ground, the weight in it threatening to suffocate me. “Just tell her I love her.” These were my last words before everything went dark.

"But now you're completely awake. I intend to take your virginity. That's mine." My heart begins pounding again. Harry gently lays me on the cool grass in the middle of the meadow before taking off his shirt, leaving me mesmerized by his strong, muscular body, so typical of an alpha of his rank. "Are you sure you want me to stop?" Harry asks as he climbs on top of me. I don't answer. Still unable to believe what's happening, I place my hands on his shoulders and then on his muscular arms, touching the body I'd desired for so long. My longing for Harry Oakheart is finally being fulfilled.

Breaking away, I reached for his jeans, fumbling to unbutton them. "Please Harry," I panted. "I need you inside me." Harry shucked off his jeans and boxers in record time, his thick erection springing free. He lined himself up with my entrance and paused, looking into my eyes. "You're mine, Hermione," he growled possessively. "Now and forever." Then he thrust deep inside me in one smooth stroke. We both moaned at the sensation, stretched and full in the best way. Harry started moving, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in. His pace was relentless as he pounded into me.

He wanted to exert his strength to break free, but he was surprised to find that his power was suppressed and he could not use it at all. "Chu the Devil, let go of me... Let go of me... I'm not going..." Old Harry flailed about like a chicken being strangled. He didn't want to face that terrifying level 5 demonic beast. Unfortunately, he couldn't free himself. He yelled at his trusted aids, "Are you dead? Stop this crazy man immediately." Harry's trusted aides got to their feet in a hurry, but their legs were shaking violently. Unable to stand steadily, they staggered after Chu Xun.