Transgender Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Asked Alpha Rodrigo, to Harry. Harry turned to Rodrigo with annoyed eyes. "Are you asking me to come to make me up with her ?!" Asked Harry irritably. "I thought you were wise enough ... I already chose another woman and she is pregnant with my child ... Then you asked me to be with her? You want to make my mate and the child in the womb lose me? Only for this woman?" Harry asked irritably. "I am so old... I am sorry. Say something to her .... We don't know..maybe what you said could make her wake up."

The girls had also asked about how his classes had gone during the morning and he updated them. Erik had just taken a sip from his cup, when he heard hasty footsteps. He looked at the door and saw a brown bush-haired girl with Gryffindor colors entering the room and freezing as soon as she entered. She looked around the 'new' classroom with wide and curious eyes, and then she saw Erik sitting behind the Professor's desk sipping his coffee. While she was staring at him with wide eyes, two other males students, a black haired one and a red haired one, entered the classroom. Erik recognized the black haired one, it was Harry Potter. Both male students stopped behind the female one and were pant

My eyes landed on some Harry Potter looking shit and I got up and quickly walked over to it. "You go to the House of Slytherin!" I said in my best impersonation while throwing my hands in the air as I walked up behind her. She slowly turnd around and looked at me before a disgusted look flashed across her face as she looked at the hat on my head. "Oh my gosh, I can't believe you! You don't even want to know where that hat has been." She said as she took a step back. The moment she looked like she wanted to gag I instantly felt an insane amount of regret and quickly chucked the hat off my head like it was a cockroach.

"She's pregnant, Harry." Harry went still. His face was blank. Indianna could tell he was having an internal battle. His eyes were changing from black to normal colour. "Are you sure?" "Yes," Indianna whispered. "Harry-" "Respectfully, Indie, fuck off," Harry growled. "Because I'm going to punch something and I would not like it to be you." "Harry-" "I will hurt you if you don't leave!" Harry shouted. His eyes were fully black. His wolf was taking over. "Indianna, get out of my sight. Now!"

“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.

After parting the curtain a little in an unnoticeable manner, Harry peeped to see if he could recognise anyone. At first, all he could see were three teenage boys in a hoodie. Later when he began to pick words from the conversation, he realised there was only a masculine in the trio; the others appeared to be feminine. This was vindicated when one pulled her hoodie off her head, and shaked her hair. It was a short bub, and Harry couldn't remember where he'd seen this person, but he was sure the face was familiar — he just couldn't place it right.

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.

You are mine. Then she turned, her steps sharp and unyielding as she disappeared into the dark. The garden was silent again, but my chest still heaved as if I had ran miles. My hands were trembling, but I tried to hide it. Harry looked at me finally for a moment, I thought he might soften, or say something to reassure me, something to break the suffocating tension Headmistress Morwen had left behind. But he didn’t. Instead, he gave me a crooked smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “You see? She can’t touch me.”

Author Pov Rose entered her apartment breathing heavily. She clutched the side of her waist as she again burst out in tears of helplessness. Now she understood the depth of pain that man had gone through. He had changed so much. She had turned him into utterly a different man. Harry. The innocent sweet boy she used to know has turned into a vicious rugged man. His body proportion. His height. Even his aura had turned him into a scary adult. His rugged muscular body can easily empower her anytime he wants. His cold scary aura can kill her just by his presence.

"She's pregnant, Harry." Harry went still. His face was blank. Indianna could tell he was having an internal battle. His eyes were changing from black to normal colour. "Are you sure?" "Yes," Indianna whispered. "Harry-" "Respectfully, Indie, fuck off," Harry growled. "Because I'm going to punch something and I would not like it to be you." "Harry-" "I will hurt you if you don't leave!" Harry shouted. His eyes were fully black. His wolf was taking over. "Indianna, get out of my sight. Now!"