41 Novel(s) Related To Slytherin Quotes

"What then did you even say?" "Weren't you the one that said and I quote... Mr Sylvester, I bet you sleep on a glacier. And I do not do well with the cold. " "Oh!" I exclaim. "That's right!" I laugh. "How do you even remember that?" "You said it. It's only normal that I remember everything you've said." Everything? Even the bad ones? He smiles. "Everything." I shake my head. He picks up the pillow I threw at him and my eyes widen. "No..."

“Ms. Evans, we were just discussing how the masterpiece of JK Rowling contain absolutely no swear words except in the last book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, when Molly Weasley swears at Bellatrix Lestrange for duelling with her daughter Ginny.” “Absolutely!” Ms. Evans said enthusiastically and continued fangirling about Harry Potter. Lucas rolled his eyes and turned to Zehra who was looking at him in incredulity. “What?” “Nothing, who would’ve thought that our quarterback was a potterhead.” “Oh shut up. Show me this godda–” “Don’t swear,” she whispered this time. "Why?!" "I don't like people swearing," “Ok show me this e-mail. Now.” Zehra took her phone and showed him the e-mail. His eyebrows jumped up.

"I nearly lost my sister. And then I ... I nearly..." Dean cupped his face and made him look at her. “Listen to me. You are nothing like them. I said no, and you stopped. Do you think either of them would have?” He looked away from her in shame and she turned his head back to look at her. “You made the conscious decision, not to be like them. You like Harry Potter?” “Yeah.” He mumbled. “You just told the sorting hat, not Slytherin.” “Does that make me a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff?”

“I do not know, Autumn, I suck at this. You should buy one of those Baby Names books when the time comes.” Autumn finally cracked and laughed. “I was joking when I asked you but now that you seemed to give it a thought. How about boys? What would you name a baby boy?” “This one’s easy,” I smirked. I loved how random our talks were sometimes. “Aragorn from Lord of The Rings, Niklaus, and Kol from The Originals, Ash aka Ashley Williams from The Evil Dead Trilogy, Yoda from the Star Wars cos he’s a legend, Mr. Deadpool aka Wade Wilson, and last but not least, Severus Snape from Harry Potter because he made me believe in true love with his amazing one-word quote: always.” I took a deep breath, feeling like I had run a marathon by listing all those names down, and grinned at her proudly.

My eyes landed on some Harry Potter looking shit and I got up and quickly walked over to it. "You go to the House of Slytherin!" I said in my best impersonation while throwing my hands in the air as I walked up behind her. She slowly turnd around and looked at me before a disgusted look flashed across her face as she looked at the hat on my head. "Oh my gosh, I can't believe you! You don't even want to know where that hat has been." She said as she took a step back. The moment she looked like she wanted to gag I instantly felt an insane amount of regret and quickly chucked the hat off my head like it was a cockroach.

I grit through my teeth. “Freedom,” he chuckles sinisterly, “There is no such thing for humans.” My lips tug into a sneer, “As long as I’m away from you, that’s freedom.” Lazarus laughed, a deeply coarse sound. “I’m glad I could be of your entertainment.” I retort sarcastically. He arose from the chair with ease, advancing towards me. Lazarus traces my cheek with his fingertips, an electric current branding my skin from his touch as I’m locked in a trance. His lips curl into a malicious smirk, “You are my slave Bellatrix.”

“Pity the living, and above all, those who live without love.” - Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. ~ CASPIAN ~ “I forgot to tell you all that this is only the beginning.” Those words reverberate like thunderbolts before they are gone again, their absence shifting the battlefield into a silence heavier than fear. Heavier than pain. Heavier than loss.

The same one sitting on the side of my ribs. Always. We got the tattoo because of Severus Snape. Well, not him but his quote. I used to read the Potter books to the boys. I stole the first one from a bookstore randomly one day and fell in love with the story. For a couple of hours, I could escape from my sorry ass life and into Harry's. I couldn't stop talking about it and after some convincing got the boys to read the first book. The boys gave me the rest of the series for my next birthday. And I read the rest of the books to them.Jem loved the Weasley twins. Hunter thought Snape should be fired and Ryder thought Dumbledore was the real villain. Shade had a crush on Ginny and came to pity the Slytherins as the story went on. I fell in love with Hermione, Luna and had a crush on a certain blonde. When the movies came out, we snuck into the theatre to see them. Looking down at the blue eyed white haired little thing in my lap it reminded me of that blonde boy being turned into a ferret. "Draco or maybe just Malfoy?" the kitten meows in what I believe sounds a lot like "finally ." I scratch his belly and grin at him. "Alright then, Draco Malfoy it is.You're not still obsessed with that guy, right?" Jem raises an eyebrow at me watching in the rear-view mirror.+

One of them even yelled. "You are the liar!" "Really? What reasons do I have to lie to any of you? Susan , dear, if you please." Erik answered the accusation and invited Susan up to his side. Susan stood at Erik's right side and with a smile directed to the old student, moved her right arm diagonally, mirroring the action that Erik had early realized. And when she closed her hand in a grabbing motion, the sword that appeared was not Gryffindor's one, but it was similar. Slowly she pointed the sword to the old student, but changed its grip, dropping the sword perpendicularly to the ground, and showing its details to the students. Similarly, it was an equally finely crafted silvery long sword. Differently, it had brilliant green emeralds on its guard and pommel as decoration, and the word written in Olde English on the side of the blade read SLYTHERIN. The students were looking at the sword with wide eyes. It was not known that Salazar had a sword too. After a minute of showing the sword's details, she too let it go, and before the sword could hit the ground, it disappeared in thin air. Susan with the silence acompaining her, went back to her chair at Ravenclaw's table. And after she sat, she said in a low voice that reached everyone's ears in the Great Hall.

I have a strong, overwhelming need to smite them where they stand, to fill them with so much sizzling power they’d turn to ash where they stand. But I’d never do that to Sly. If I reveal myself as a witch just to prove a point to his ex, he would suffer the most. And she would win. Finding an inner strength I didn’t know I possessed, I take a bold step forward. “There’s nothing wrong with Sly,” I pull the vial from her hand with a sharp tug. “Maybe you weren’t luna enough to bear his pup.” Her eyebrow twitches. I almost don’t see her hand until it comes flying towards my face.

“Is it from Harry Potter?” A split-second look that’s half-impatient and half-disgusted passes over Ms. Perfect’s face. They’ve been going back and forth over her Double Vision Board for more than a month now. “What? Noooo. It’s a quote Sigmund Freud used in the beginning of his book The Interpretation of Dreams. It translates to: 'If I cannot deflect the will of heaven, then I shall move hell.'”

replied Albus without feeling any resentment. "Yes, I understand," replied Lycus Lewis. “I will visit you several times to help you use the scepter with the sky dragon's heart optimally. I guess it will be easy to master since you are basically a genius high sorcerer,” said Albus with a smile. "Thank you for willing to teach me," replied Lycus Lewis, relieved. "Lycus?" "What?" “Don't push yourself too hard. Stop blaming yourself. Give yourself a second chance. Trust yourself. Okay?"

"I don't care about that what matter now is that that guy has to pay for what he did to you. " While we were busy arguing loudly in the hallway that lead to our first class of the day, Biology. Sly queen and her minions passed by us and once they where in front of the entrance of the class she and her minions turned around at the same time as she finally commented. "Giggling evilly. Oooh isn't this Drrramatic! " She said as she took a step forward Which cause Hugo to take a defensive stance infront of me so I didn't have to see the sly queen. She sigh giving the evil grin she always plaster on her face any time she was about to be mean or do something nasty.

THE QUEEN'S POV “I am the Queen of Slytherland” I answered her directly. I looked at Liza who looks so surprised, her panic-stricken face can really tell that she was beyond shocked hearing what I have just said. She even dropped the towel she has been holding since when she got out of the kitchen doing her usual chores. “k… Quee… Queen of Slytherland???” The young girl replied. The dullness in her face eventually faded away, she suddenly burst out with laughter. James laughed along as well.

I wasn't ready for her rubbish. “What is behind this door?” I asked expecting an answer but got none. I budged at the door which was locked. “What's behind this door?” I repeated. “An unfortunate accident, it was supposed to be Lyra in there,” she smiled. “Damn it, can't you just speak straight for once” I thought. "Disrupto porta, ignis exigo!" (Disrupt door, I demand fire!) The door flew open, scattering debris into the air. “You could have done this the easy way,” I said to her.

“Now, what did Jonathan write?” “Let’s see. Scepter equals Excalibur. Sword of Gryffindor rules. Mirror of Erised.” I squinted a little as I read the handwritten note. Isis shifted in my lap, turning to look at me, utterly confused. “I’m not sure I understand that. Why does Jonathan go from talking about Excalibur to Harry Potter? I mean, both are British, and Merlin is in both, though obviously only spoken of in Harry Potter.” Isis’s brow was furrowed as she tried to understand that strange way my friend’s mind works.

His cold eyes remained, yet his lips slowly curved into a devilish smirk. Let's see if you can still say those words at our next meeting, Vestian. "Whoever fights with monster should see to it that in the process he does not become a monster and if you gaze long enough into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you," Celestin stated a quote out of the blue. "Remember my favorite quote I used to tell you, father?" "What the heck are you talking about, you futile child?"

Hihihi. I heard Ruby say, "Sorry, Juls." "Sorry for what?" I replied, still looking straight at the sky. "For Ely. I'm sorry for what she's doing and intercepting your love life." I don’t know if I’ll laugh or get annoyed at what Ruby said. Every time I hear Ely's name, it's like Voldemort's name, not because it's scary, but it’s like Harry Potter's feeling that he's eager to kill his opponent. Sorry, I'm an avid fan of HP. *smile*

Scyla steps into the room. "I did asssk you if you would be able to handle dark magic. You thought it was just power? Dark magic isssn't jussst power, you fool," she says, her voice dropping to a playful, mocking hiss. "It iss a hungry guesst. You invited the void in, and now you complain that it bitesss?”

Freya’s voice was laced with defiance, “And here I am, standing before the esteemed Lysandra. Quite the honor.” Lysandra leaned forward, her expression condescending, “Remember your place, witch.” Freya’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile, “Oh, I’m well aware of my place, ‘ultimate sorcerer’.” Lysandra’s eyes gleamed with amusement, “Your sarcasm won’t save you here.” Freya’s tone turned serious, “Let’s not pretend that you’re the rightful ultimate sorcerer. You’re an opportunist trying to grab power.” Lysandra’s laughter echoed in the chamber, “Is that what you believe?”