Reincarnated Into Harry Potter Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Humans got rid of all witches by burning them at the stake during the reckoning but I ran out of town with nowhere to go. Years ago I had come back to the very same town that Katherine had died, I was made duke even though some people knew I was a vampire they employed my help for different jobs they could not do themselves. You could say that I was some sort of assassin. It was for a job that I had gone to the manor of the Pedros and that was when I had seen Guinevere, she was a replica of Katherine. I had heard of reincarnation but never had I believed that it was possible, now she was grown into the woman that Katherine was before she died and her scent was irresistible. I know she is not

Then “No, I've finally gone insane.” Her gaze dropped to her hands. Thinner. Different. Not hers. [Previous identity: Kaira McCauley confirmed deceased.] [Current identity: Alina Crosswell.] Her heartbeat slammed against her chest. “…You’re telling me” she paused trying to grasp something “this must be a prank” [Soul transfer successful.] The system cuts in. The room felt colder. “I took over her body?” [Condition met: Simultaneous fatal incidents.]

It is a bit interrupting HIS fun, but for all else is just plain inquiring about the moves and decisions that HE so far is making. “Too much? Not at all!” HE laughs. Snapping HIS finger and commanding the mirrors of his pieces fate to appear right in front of HIM. “It is all the right stuff, all the right thing, and all the right ingredients to have my way and perfectly into this game.” HE draws HIS signature sinister smile that the Mistress of Time didn’t contract anymore. “Well, if you say it.” Now standing beside HIM and with the mirror of fate that immediately changes its forms the second Haru steps inside the world and the book of Death Reincarnate. It all pertains to one thing, that fa

I gasped in terror. “You’re kidding me, right?!” My cries sounded like a behemoth wanting to destroy the world. I weeped in agony, shrinking myself at the corner of the cave. While weeping for a few minutes, I’m actually a little bit glad that I susseccfully reincarnated and didn’t die a useless death. To be honest, I was scared of wanting to jump to the train track while the train is coming through. The reason as to why I did that was easy. I, want to reincarnate, but can I just disappear like that when I have people who cherished me? Of course not, right?

I whispered at that, careful not to let anyone hear me. Seeing Daisy was still in a confused mess, I tried to convince her. “It’s complicated,” I admitted, scratching my cheek nervously. “I woke up in this body after… well, after I died.” I was apologetic, I scratched my eyebrows out of nervousness. “Sorry for dragging you in like that. I just needed an excuse to be alone now.” Daisy blinked, her mind clearly racing. "Rhea?" she repeated, skepticism lacing her voice. "Then, how many acorns do I kept under my pillow?"

“I have no place in my military for cocky kids. You’re here because you showed promise. Don’t for one second think that because you’re the Gammer’s son, I won’t kick your arse out of here, Zach. Now, get back in line.” Little cunt. I can’t stand cocky kids! I roll my neck. My mind isn’t all here right now because all I can think about is Jenna. Why would the Goddess pair me with a damn necromancer? Of all the things in the world, a woman who can raise the dead! Didn’t she know there would be consequences for performing such an act? Not only to her but the person she’s bringing back? The resurrected person will undoubtedly be altered in many ways. Harry was once a sweet boy with a big heart.

Harry unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He stepped closer. “Trust me, Ivy. We don’t need the healer or the antidote. This way, we’ll even have our own pup… You’ll have to be my mate then, won’t you?” He reached out and lifted my chin. “Even in this life, you can never escape me. You’ll always be mine, Ivy.” As my consciousness faded, it hit me. Harry had come back from past, too.

Regrets started to drown me in. Ty laughed and I quickly focused my attention back on him. "So that is why he has been searching for Harry Potter books! You turned him into a Harry Potter lover." "A Potterhead!" I gave her a disapproving look. Muggles, smh. "Yeah, whatever you call it." He rolled his eyes, clearly did not care, and I shot daggers at him.

ah! There is another way to make me believe that the man is Hayden. That is by changing appearance! I am not the one exposed to the alchemy potion. But the man was! Hayden makes him drink a potion that changes his appearance to look like Hayden! Like the polyjuice potion in Harry Potter! Oh my god, why didn't I think of that sooner? Oh, of course, because I'm stupid! Amazingly stupid! 'When the potion's effect wears off, he'll return to his original physical form. That's why he is gone and his black hair also turned blonde,'

What if he wasn’t like Mercy? One night in a drunken stupor, I took too many pills and didn’t wake up. Little did I know at that time, fairies never fully just die. They come back, they live on. But their forms do change. Due to my efforts I supposed, I was reincarnated, this time as an angel. But it wouldn’t be until my clock ran out that I knew what I was, or understood it. My body was weak, a basic human so I didn’t think I had any special powers.