Powerful Harry Potter Moves To Forks Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Pedro continued with the announcement: “And there's more! You will be working directly in the center of the Supernatural Realm, in Forks, taking over the local clinic.” Lola let out a squeal of happiness, excited at the prospect of taking over a clinic in such an important place in the supernatural world. However, Maya's face, which moments ago had shown surprise and joy, lost all color. It was as if the air had been knocked out of her lungs. The idea of moving to Forks left her deeply shocked, evoking painful memories she had tried to leave behind. Maya couldn't hold back the words that came out of her mouth:

I need to start jogging again in the morning. "Stand aside." He waves his hand backwards and we take a few steps back. Branson closes his eyes and starts murmuring something. A spell, maybe. Just then, the wall starts moving and Tessa clutches my arm. The wall slowly slides away to the left, revealing another door. "Fuck!" Alex's jaw drops. "J. K. Rowling surely came across this place and then wrote Harry Potter." He chuckles and I nudge him with my elbow. "Let's go." Branson says and opens the door. Tessa's hold gets tighter on my arm and I praise Moon Goddess for not giving her sharp nails.

“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.

"As of this moment, all boons are forfeit." The parchment burst into flames, turning to ash. At that exact moment, far away in Silver Moon territory, the wards began to crumble. Every single one tied to my blood. I turned and walked toward a teleportation circle deep in the forest. My destination: Evernight City. The largest neutral magic city in the north. A crossroads for humans and supernaturals alike. I owned an apartment here, bought a decade ago under a false identity. The moment I arrived, my comm crystal started flashing frantically.

It wasn't until Charlotte and I passed over the wards I realized Mom could just as easily have let it slip her mind. Good thing she hadn't forgotten everything. My sense of homesickness faded as I entered the grassy Yard, taken over by a fluttering of very active butterflies in the pit of my stomach, a smile pulling my lips back as the extra bounce I'd been experiencing returned to my step. College! The place was stunning and I found myself rubber-necking as I passed under the huge trees towering over the freshmen dorms, red brick mingling with green and the blue of the sky. I dodged a pack of eager new students weighted down with their own belongings as I reminded myself not only was I star

But destiny had other plans for me. After my last class, I found myself alone in a classroom, searching for a lost textbook. It was there that I bumped into my ex, Mason. Our breakup had been far from amicable, and the tension between us was palpable. He leered at me, moving closer, his intentions clear. My heart raced as he tried to force a kiss, his grip on my arm growing tighter. Panic surged through me, but then something inexplicable occurred. I felt a searing pain in my head as Mason slammed me against a desk. When I managed to focus, terror gripped my heart. Mason's eyes had turned a pitch-black, devoid of any humanity. His shadow was missing, leaving an eerie emptiness at his feet.

“The witches went to your place and took Maverick away, judging by the time, they should be on their way to the castle now. From what I heard, Maverick made sure to shut the door before he was taken away.” “That could only mean that he was taken outside,” Ferix furrowed his brows. “If it was like that, why didn’t he fight at all?” “He allowed himself to be taken away willingly which means that he’s up to something. What the fuck are you up to this time, Maverick?” Aurora stared up at the sky, it was getting darker and she had to hurry. She took Ferix's hand in her and chanted a teleportation spell which took inside the Left Green Wood Manor.

Harry looked effortlessly elegant in a navy shirt and light blazer. “I like this place,” Arabella said, glancing around. “It feels… peaceful. Like a world where problems don’t exist.” She gently pushed Harry’s wheelchair forward. “I chose it because we need space. Quiet, warmth. Just for us,” Harry replied. Their food arrived, conversation flowed, laughter danced between them—until Arabella’s gaze sobered. “Harry, are you sure about this? About Adam? I’m afraid he’ll still try to hurt my father.” Harry leaned back, sipping his drink before responding. “I’m not just sure, Bella. I’ve already acted.”

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.

Harry goes to his desk, takes his phone, and then takes my hand and pulls me out of the office as if he were possessed. Harry's attitude is making me nervous, and a thousand things go through my head, but I don't know what's so special about that gift. [End of flashback] "Girl, it's time to wake up. Please don't do this to me. I knew I shouldn't have let her ride that bike for hours!" A distant crying makes my headache worse, and I groan in pain. I raise my voice, asking them to keep quiet, as my head could explode at any moment.