Ugly Harry Potter Novels & Stories

What the hell is he talking about? Noticing their confusion, the Dark Lord sighed dramatically. "Has your little honeymoon made you forget what happened last week? You know, when you and your little Elf and Sorcerer friend put on that show to defeat Fredrick by helping you pretend to be me? Unfortunately, your version of me was quite ugly so, I came here today to set the record straight. I’m not ugly. In fact, I’m rather handsome, don't you think?"

"Okay, never mind. I know that look, but mother, how? He is one of the ugliest and most disgusting wizards alive." She pulled a face of pure disgust. "A girls got to do what a girl got to do. Also, I won't ever have to see that disgusting face ever again due to the assignment I gave him. If I happen to see him ever again...well, I have always wanted to try a wizard with his power. It has been said that the more power, the tastier they are." I looked at the disgusted face she was pulling, like she had tried it before. When she didn't notice that I was staring, I asked her; “Have you tried it then?"

Ugly duckling yelled. "Can you just shut up? You look so hideous while yelling. Do you ever look at yourself in the mirror before coming out in the morning? I guess you don't have one since you are a lowly slave like me. Let me analyze your look, you don't have to pay because I'm generous, you are welcome sweetheart. So this is the analysis I have made. You look like a bull dog with a frog face... no not frogs because frogs actually look way cuter than you. You look like a vulture, a hairless rat with your half-eaten hair and you are so dirty... I would just call you a swine. And you have the gut to crush on my Prince Kael. Ugly frog!" I rushed my words, breathing heavily.

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

Black. He had black eyes. Those previously dark brown eyes of his had turned completely black. There was no sclera around them. No iris. Just...black. Completely black. Devoid of any light. Any soul. And his mouth...it wasn't normal anymore. His lips weren't looking that appealing anymore. Because there were sharp, jagged teeth protruding from in between them. Making him look like the most frightening demon that she had ever seen.

Way to throw me under the bus in an instant. The boy looked up, giving me a clear view of his face. Flawless skin, way to flawless for his own good with pale skin. His hairs were jet black and a pair of round glasses sat over his nose. If I didn't know better, I would say Harry Potter had come to life. All in all, he was an absolute nerd. He stared at Alex's outstretched hand in terror before turning his gaze to me and locked there. 'Her... her eyes... they a-are-'

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.

When Charlie saw that Gigi was getting slapped to the point where she was about to faint, he stopped filming and clicked upload. Immediately after that, he patted Hagrid’s shoulder and said reproachfully, “Hey, kid. Don’t you have any sense of pity at all? Are you trying to beat this girl to death?” Hagrid stopped moving unwillingly, and he cursed angrily, “Yuck! It’s already bad enough that this f*cking bitch is so ugly, but the main point is that she is f*cking b*tchy! She thinks that she’s invincible just because her family is rich, and she constantly yells at me all day long. I have already endured and put up with her for a long time! It’s fine even if I were to beat her to death!”

"No good sittin' worryin' abou' it," he said. "What's comin' will come, an' we'll meet it when it does." — Rubeus Hagrid, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy When I thought it could not get any worse, Mey had proved me wrong. Not only had she broke my heart, but she also had it trampled as well. There was nothing left but sadness, bitterness, and utter disappointment.

He stood right of front of me, his hand gripping my hair, pulling it so tight that my head was bent backward, forcing me to look at him. "Tell. Me. His. Name." He ordered, tightening his grip. "I don't know." I hissed, "If I knew, I would have told you!" "No you wouldn't" he clicked his tongue and smirked, "Need a little bit of torture, hm? Either his name or torture. Which one will it be?" His name was at the tip of falling from my mouth but I held it. There"s no fucking way I was going to endanger the life of innocents. I stayed quiet. He then groaned in frustration before dragging me, by my hair, all the way down the basement.