Slytherin Harry Potter Fanfic Novels & Stories

Harietta is too weak to fight back as Stefan pushes her to the ground and hovers above her, stroking his member. “Please do not do this…” she sobs. “Let us go! We will never come back…” “Let you go?” Stefan sneers. “No no, Princess. We are not going to let you go! We will make sure that you and your siblings are hurt in the worst possible way.” He grins and parts her legs. Harietta is horrified, feeling a terror which is worse than death itself. The screams of her siblings echo in her ears and the forest around them seems to be turning into a hot furnace, burning her whole body.

Fanky is correct, despite the fact that Harry is brilliant, attractive, her folks dislike him, when they figure out that he is only a musician and he is poor. "Companion, I realize you like Harry as well, since you are with him consistently, yet control yourself, since you have no future with Harry!" said Fanky. "That's what I know, I likewise saw in him that he isn't intense in his examinations. I don't for a moment even see him looking into or noting tasks. He generally plays ball or sings in the band." Arosh made sense of. "Along these lines, pay attention to me. Simply keep away from Harry, so you don't succumb to him!" expressed Fanky as she held Arosh's hand.

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.

Why was he bringing her back? If the man’s story was true—and Bran believed it was—then the sorceress had obviously been taken by her father and that was what she’d always wanted, wasn’t it? Just this afternoon, they’d fought over the same thing. She, wanting to escape and him catching her and bringing her back. The argument had gotten so heated that she’d slapped him so hard, his ears had ringed even minutes later. And God, it had turned him on so fucking much, he’d battled a raging hard-on even while cutting Corey out of his chains.

“May I?“ Higan shifted his gaze his back to me, catching my glare. He didn't flinch, and I desperately wanted to show him that he should. “You really thought I'd buy the idea that he was just an Alpha?“ He leaned in to whisper his words in a venomous hush. “He didn’t hide it well, Harlyn. Not after that Christmas party. That show he put on? You think I really wouldn't notice?” My lips parted, but nothing came. A voice in my head overlapped with his rambling. “He'll take him away from us if we don't do something,” My Sorceress pressed in gingerly, like her own anger wasn't boiling my veins. The wind tore hot through the clearing. It stank of silver, blood, and open graves.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

' I screamed and gritted my teeth. "You won't be able to use your powers. Not with silver and wolfsbane in your system. You know, for someone who has heightened senses and an intelligent mind, you sure are stupid and slow to not see this coming. You're too easy." He laughed wickedly at the end. Tears formed in my eyes and I grunted in pain when I moved. I looked up at him. "Why??" I whispered with a weak voice as my vision started to blur. "Wh-why are y-you doing th-this. Harry? Why are you with Dylan? He's a traitor and a bastard!"

The same one sitting on the side of my ribs. Always. We got the tattoo because of Severus Snape. Well, not him but his quote. I used to read the Potter books to the boys. I stole the first one from a bookstore randomly one day and fell in love with the story. For a couple of hours, I could escape from my sorry ass life and into Harry's. I couldn't stop talking about it and after some convincing got the boys to read the first book. The boys gave me the rest of the series for my next birthday. And I read the rest of the books to them.Jem loved the Weasley twins. Hunter thought Snape should be fired and Ryder thought Dumbledore was the real villain. Shade had a crush on Ginny and came to pity t

Against his lips, as he sucked harder on them. Her soft whimpers against his ears. Her soft tiny frame being pressed against his hard one. The way she trembled under him when he bit her skin. She looked like an innocent seductress. A throaty chuckle left from his lips when he again reflected on the word. Innocent. That witch and innocent. More like a temptress. Seductive witch! Harry wouldn't deny that he wanted her. There and then he wanted to do more than what he was doing. And he knew he wouldn't have regretted doing it after all she sealed her fate with him.