Transformation at Hogwarts: Part 13
#13 of harry potter **i do not own harry potter. all characters and locations belong to their respective owners. ** luna moved in closer, not waiting for ginny to make a move. their lips met, and luna gave a soft moan.
Remedy, a story of Aligare (Chapter 2)
He couldn't fathom how a career potter could get any rest, waiting for their fire heat to disperse.
Harry Potter And The Aurei Leonis Book 1 Part 3 A New Home
"fine have it your way potter but i'm sure you don't mind sharing some of your loot.
Transformation at Hogwarts: Part 2
#2 of harry potter **i do not own harry potter. all characters are the property of their owners.** constructive criticism welcome. harry, ron, and hermione were sitting in their favorite fireside chairs doing homework.
The King's Company: Prologue
"tobias potter, arrested in a fit of rage by the guard captain for, ehem, sleeping with his wife."
Harry Potter and the Aurei Leonis Book 1 Part 1 The Awakening
Disclaimer i do not in any way own harry potter this will be a full furry version loosely canon based alternate universe harry potter. if i get a good reception i will try to do all the books.
Gangbanged in the Kitchen
"we hope to see you again harry potter," dobby said harry his invisibility cloak back and sending out of the kitchens without his clothes.
Inferno High - Chapter 16
He got a massive crate that had all seven harry potter books in it, and another set of the entire lord of the rings trilogy. he thanked everyone and joked about how his parents would kill us for this, then thanked us all again.
Ferret Food
It's sad that he was hoping potter, weasel, and the mudblood would come bursting through the door and save him. pathetic was his thoughts. he knew they would probably use the cruciatus curse on themselves than help him. this made his heart sink.
Of Magenta and Chocolate
A fanfiction story inspired by the comic beatrix potter by taral wayne and steve gallicci. tick. tick, tack, tick.. was the sound of her feet on the concrete. she wasn't wearing shoes as far as she knew but it sounded like it.
Poem for my Deceased Lover
Flown to space by what callous earth destroyed, i chase the long-flying radio waves, and sift to find again your breathing voice far away from grief and a potter's grave.
remeber
They try to mold you in their image, they try to fit you in the box, don't be as the clay, be as the potter! and if your friends forsake you, they weren't your friends at all. there will be others, unite and stand together!