The Deathly Hallows:
Fleur
Gluttery was a lone centaur with a love of humans. He lived alone, away from the other centaurs where he spent his time setting traps for the edible wildlife in that area. He was a big eater who loved all kinds of food. But he especially loved humans.
Gluttery also conversed with some Cornish pixies, with which he had a mutual understanding. They would bring him whatever human strayed into his neck of the woods and feed him or her to Gluttery. They found it all highly

The Prisoner of Azkaban:
Hermione
How did this happen? They'd been about to turn over Peter Pettigrew and save Harry's godfather. But now Professor Lupin was a werewolf, Pettigrew had escaped and worst of all, Hermione had gotten seperated from the others.
She'd been chasing after Harry who was chasing after Lupin who was chasing after Sirius. Now she was lost, alone and very afraid. This particular night was very cold and very foggy; Hermione had no idea where she was. She decided to hope for t

Luna
Locked in this dungeon, Luna had little to do. She was in the basement of Malfoy Manor, a sort of prisoner. It was all to do with her dad for supporting Harry Potter. She was a hostage, but since she was paid so little attention, prisoner was a more accurate term.
She didn't have any cell-mates at the moment. Ollivander, Griphook and anyone else who had been down with her were eventually taken up and didn't come back. It left Luna feeling quite lonely, not to mention bored. She was also col

The Half-Blood Prince:
Hermione
Bellatrix Lestrange was ravenous. Nothing like killing a powerful enemy to work up an appetite. Granted, Snape was the one to cast the spell. But still, she'd been there. It made her feel important. It also made her feel hungry, so she went wandering the corridors of the castle looking for something to eat before she left. There was a raging battle between the Hogwarts guardians, Aurors and teachers, against the invading death eaters. Bellatrix just strolled past

Ginny
Dolores Umbridge sat facing the red-haired girl from across her desk. The two of them were sitting in Umbridge's office, but they weren't alone. Crabbe and Goyle of the Inquisitorial Squad stood nearby looking bored, serving as guards to the door and to the girl in case she tried anything. Her name was Ginny Weasley and Umbridge was interrogating her under suspicion of taking part in a secret group against Umbridge's wishes.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Ginny said casually. Sh

Ginny
Madame Maxime had been royally offended. It is true that she was a half-giant, but she was not comfortable with the fact that Hagrid had assumed so that easily. She was in a mood, a mood that warned all students of Beauxbatons to avoid her at all costs. Unexperienced Hogwarts students however, were quite unaware of this. So it was a shame that one happened to be travelling alone in the grounds while Maxime was in a rage. Her name was Ginny Weasley, a pretty, young, ginger-haired girl whose

Arthur
Weasley was an earnest sort. He had his passions, he had his family,
and stuck quite well to that. Sure, he had a position at the ministry
that afforded him some level of power, but he never let it get to his
head. He was quite happy to fly under the radar, make sure his family
was happy, and keep things simple.
He
certainly wasn’t the type to be a socialite at parties. Sure, he
mingled with guests as much as was necessary and had a drink or two,
but mostly he stuck to himself. Which i

Oliver Wood shushed his large belly as it's contents made audible noises of distress and pleads for help.
"Quiet down there kid. I warned you what would happen if I caught you spying on the Gryffindor team practices again. Now settle down." he told his squirming belly. He let out a sigh of relief when he finally made it to his destination and let himself in before plopping down onto the bed. He gazed at his boyfriend Percy, waiting for the man to notice him for several long moments b

“Leave her. The Fu
ck. Alone.”
“Yeah?” The Slytherin was easily twice the size of Ginny Weasley, even though Ginny was entering her twenties, with some big biceps and even bigger boobs. The Slytherin woman was very large, with boobs the size of Ginny’s head and an ass wider and fatter than that.

“The way I see it,” The Slytherin said, running her grimy, thick hands through Luna’s silvery-blo

Harry gripped his wand, a look of competitive determination in his eyes. His opponent stared back with smug self-assurance, one hand on her hip, holding her wand lazily in the other.“Ready for more humiliation, Harry?” Hermione taunted. Her wild, frizzy brown hair framed her petulant face, with her pale cheeks and plump lips. She wore a red and yellow Gryffindor sweater that hugged her pert breasts and slender waist smugly, along with a black skirt that ended just above her knees. Her long,

Having
an Animagus form that was both tiny and easily maneuverable as well
as being capable of flight afforded Rita Skeeter the ability to go
just about anywhere to get the juiciest tidbits of information for
her articles. The things that people tended to gossip about amongst
themselves was often far more interesting than what they would share
to a reporter face-to-face. And no one ever had to find out! She
flitted in through the window of The Three Broomsticks. What better
place to hear all the

Harry Potter: Luna's Loony Lunch
By Trinity/UltimaSlash
(Note: This story takes place several years after Deathly Hallows. Some big spoilers to occur... and vore. You have been warned)
A few years after Voldemort fell to Harry Potter, Hogwarts held a reunion for its previous students. Hermione began organizing to get previous students to the wizarding school. Standing in the big dining hall, Hermione proudly stood as her past classmates filled the giant area.
Harry found her, making her smil

“You’re
too late” . Harry turns around and sees a teenage boy standing in
the gloom of the chamber and recognizes him from the diary. “Tom,
Tom Riddle? “ he asks incredulously. Tom nods and Harry notices
that the wand he’s twirling is his. I” What are you doing”
Harry asks, “This, imperio” he whispers and watches Harry’s
emerald eyes gain a glassy sheen and after a moment adds a strong
compulsion charm on top of it completely dominating the twelve year
old boy’s will. �

It is the very first evening Harry is spending at Hogwarts. Three hours earlier, he was still in the Hogwarts Express, getting acquainted with Ron and his brothers. One hour earlier, the Sorting Hat lodged on his head, he was sorted (much to his relief) in Gryffindor. Half an hour earlier, he was enjoying the welcoming banquet with his new classmates.Just fifteen minutes after the end of welcoming banquet, Harry is now making himself at home in the Gryffindor Common Room, taking note of the room

Mistress Malfoy
Riding
the Underground home after a long day at University was relaxing. The
dull roar of the train on the tracks, the omnipresent mumer of the
other riders, and the hum of the over worked lights all worked to
alleviate Hermione’s stress. It had nothing on a nice hot bath of
course, but the ride home was the transitional period from essays
and tests
to dinner
and what
book will I read tonight? Not
that the book was ever in doubt. Hermione had her reading, both
recreational and

As Hermione walked around Hogwarts, most people were still worried about what had happened to Harry Potter. Her slightly pudgier body, she continued to act as if she didn't know either. She acted innocent throughout being questioned by the professors and other students.
However, there was one persistent girl, Ginny. Ginny, being in love with Harry was going to find out just what happened. She even went into Harry's dorm, she found a book, it had a bookmark in it. When Ginny opened it she read ab

There was a distinct lack of emotion as Ginny Potter made her way to the office that belonged to

the Minister

of Magic, an expression on her face that told any onlookers she didn’t want to be stopped or questioned.

The fairly average redhead was determined to get answers about the disappearances she’d been hearing much about, and her mind was made up that minister would be willing to