Harry Potter X Fem Voldemort Lemon Fanfiction

Harry Potter X Fem Voldemort Lemon Fanfiction - Harry groaned as voldemort leaned back, slipping off his shirt with a lustful stare at the boy under him. He leaned back down, pressing his constricted erection to harry's freed one. As dusk set upon hogwarts castle, harry potter stood outside the bustling gryffindor common room, clad in his traditional grey robes and doing his best to calm his roiling nerves. “are you afraid of me, harry?” his mouth opened, but no words came. His mind blanked, his cheeks draining completely of whatever. With a prophecy that recognises her as the future dark lady, persephone is slowly. Harriet couldn't save ginny down in the chamber of secrets. Genderchanging, fem harry and a lemon between an adult and an underage teenager. The first bit is from the book therefore i don't own harry potter, but i use quotes from. Apparently, the boss wanted to see harry potter fuck the superiority out of his enemy, but who was it to judge? Although, the boss didn't want harry to fuck his enemy as tom riddle aka. This is a link to a collection of stories featuring only fem!harry/tomriddle|voldemort. A lot of them are completed, but i can’t speak for the quality of them: I'm in the mood of female harry potter. Follow her nefarious plots, and harry's desperate attempts at avoiding being manipulated by someone in the shadows. Harry potter | rated:. When he fails to kill harry potter in the forbidden forest, voldemort takes harry prisoner only to find that the boy who lived cannot be killed. After having died at the hands of voldemort during the battle at the ministry, harry is sent back fifty years in a different universe. He doesn't know why, but he gives himself a reason.

Harry groaned as voldemort leaned back, slipping off his shirt with a lustful stare at the boy under him. He leaned back down, pressing his constricted erection to harry's freed one. As dusk set upon hogwarts castle, harry potter stood outside the bustling gryffindor common room, clad in his traditional grey robes and doing his best to calm his roiling nerves. “are you afraid of me, harry?” his mouth opened, but no words came. His mind blanked, his cheeks draining completely of whatever.