Novel & Cerita Ugly Harry Potter

"He looks like a snake, ready to bite on your back. Do you know who he reminds me off?" "Who?" "Nagini from Harry Potter. If his nose wasn't that straight, he'd might as well fit voldemort better." "You like Harry Potter?" "Yes! I LOVE Harry Potter." I almost jumped in my spot, drawing out a chuckle from him. "Which of the series is your favorite?" "The first one! I love their innocent, carefree queries in that." I felt him moving, then his breath hit the back of my ear as he whispered. "Just like you." My eyes closed in sheer anguish. Only if he knew how innocent I really was.

But due to the appearance of the lady boss, I had thought Draco was changing, but it seems he was still the feared devil in the underworld. I could already hear the heart wrenching screams as soon as we got out of the elevator and entered the corridor, making our way to the room at the end of the hallway. The pungent smell of blood and sweat and rotten body parts due to wounds on some of the prisoners that were left untreated filled our nostrils, but Draco seemed unfazed as he took calculated and controlled steps towards the door. Draco made his way to the huge chair that was reserved for him anytime he came around to watch and sat down like a king. Only that he looked like the king of hell.

the older man looked every bit like a disappointed educator. “Fuck man, you're so hopeless…” Harry muttered, having the gall to actually try to walk out of the room. “Unlike you, I'm a simple guy with simple tastes, okay?!” Alastor yelled right after him, chucking the hoodie on the floor. Harry paused by the doorway and gave him a look, “Screw you man, you mean you have no taste at all!” “Try looking presentable at the very least!” Sean exclaimed, stopping Alastor from charging after the idiot and start a fight, “Mate or not, you're still dealing with a goddess!”

He pleads with me with a pouty face, and I let out a small smile before handing him the cup back. "Thank you, baby." He says, and I roll my eyes. He drinks the tea in less than five seconds and throws the cup on the floor, making a burning sound. "Fuck! What is in that stuff? It is so horrible. Ew!" Harry exclaims as he rushes over to the side table in the room and chugs on the water in the jug shamelessly. "Prussian blue seeds and water," I say in an amused tone, and he sets his jug on the table harshly to throw a murder glare my way.

Finally, he let out a deep sigh. “ Okay, I know you might have noticed he's been acting strangely, and I think it's time I explained what's going on." He said “Yeah, I've been really confused. Some hours ago, he was sweet and kind, and the now, he's... terrifying." I said “I understand why you'd find it confusing. The thing is, Harry has what's called dissociative identity disorder. He has two distinct personalities: one is gentle and caring, while the other is... darker." He finally said and my eyes widened

“It doesn’t mean you have to show up on someone like that.” “You know, you are too ugly to be watching horror movies.” He shrugged, “I’m just saying, watching horror movies while looking like that would make you not only ugly but scary in character. You should be watching more of princess-y movies. At least, since you are ugly, you will have the character of a princess.” “Ha-ha, thank you very much,” I replied sarcastically and bent over to clean the broken class.

I’ve never been so goddamn useless. "Make it stop, Mommy!" Harry screams, his voice breaking into a sob that tears my heart in half. "Please make it stop! It hurts!" The claws dig into my skin through my pajama pants as his body convulses again, and this time I see something that makes my stomach drop to the floor. I see movement under his unbuttoned shirt, his bones actually shifting and reshaping beneath his skin, rolling like serpents near his ribs and chest. The only thing I can do? I can only hold Harry. I can only…

She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically. " What nonsense Davina ! " said the boy and moved away. " S...Sorry ... Stathis ." said the girl. Stathis didn't say anything just raised his hands in to show it's okay. Davina then turned back to Cynthia and Ada to apologize. She looked a bit embarrassed. She was about to say sorry that Cynthia and Ada spoke together smiling, " It's okay muggle's won't understand." This made Davina smile. " OH Great, New potter heads in Tombstone high. By the way am Davina a Slytherin., s he said.

They are already so hideous, I already feel like a victim just for having to see their faces. And what’s with their terrible character? This one just licked his lips and throws me a dirty smirk like I’m some cheap harlot that got sold to him for half the price of a cookie… I’m definitely killing him. I cannot believe he’s this disgusting and annoying. His face and his… everything about him, he looks like a sheep in wolf’s clothing, and he does look like he needs the money. It can be so much better, far really better. I want to find it so hard to punch someone in the face just because he’s so cute; I don’t want to ruin that glamorous look. Umbra can do better, like a lot better.

“You son of a bitch! Stay away from my son! Just die already!” All of them kept swearing at him, though the boy had no idea why they hated him so much. He began to sob, and suddenly purple Iru came out from his sword, his tattoo began to glow purple, and his right eye which the pupil had been glowing purple opened. All of them were intimidated by it. “Why? Why?! WHY?! WHY?!” The possessed-by-his-Iru-boy shouted. They then ran immediately, and the boy unsheathed his sword and cut the tree before him into 2. He looked like something was possessing him, and he turned his head to them showing his terrifying face. Suddenly, a man appeared holding the boy’s deathly slash with his sword.