Novel & Cerita Alex Watson Harry Potter

Harry wasn’t exactly human. When they got serious, Harry revealed his secret to Mom. Somehow, he didn’t pick up on the fact Mom sucks eggs at keeping secrets. Not even five minutes passed before she told me. Luckily for Harry, I can keep secrets. You see, Harry’s a werewolf. I know what you’re thinking — run, this guy is totally crazy! That’s exactly what I told Mom, so she convinced Harry to do the change into a wolf thing in front of me.

What kind of magic was he weaving on me? “What do you want to know?” Axton asked in a bit of a harsh voice, effectively snapping Gustav and me out of our trance. It seemed like he had just witnessed our little exchange. “Everything you can tell us about Sabrina’s pack.” Gustav sighed. “Especially about her army.” Axton frowned, concentrating on his memories while everyone else stayed quiet. Fin was rummaging through my kitchen, trying to make coffee for all of us, but I was sure she was listening as well.

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Her dad was scary but after what I told him, he smiled at me. “you think you were protecting her, did you?” He asked me as he patted me around the shoulder as we descended the stairs. “Remind me again who are you, young man,” he asked me. “I’m Alex, Alexander MacWatters, a friend of Ian,” I said as he looked at me with amusement. “You’re Alexander MacWatters, the scientist that discovered the different water chemistry that can be used to treat malfunction of the nerve systems. You’re him?” He asked me in bewilderment. I laughed at him.

Axel whispers. "Maybe there are wars up there, above the big plasma TV. Maybe Hitler's still alive." I add, going along. "And Stalin." "And Dumbledore." Axel scoffs. "Dumbledore is not a real person, Sophie." "Hey, don't say that. What if he can hear you? You'll hurt his feelings." He laughs. "Sorry, Dumbledore. I'm sure you are allright and well up there above the big plasma TV." We both laugh at that.

+ALEXANDRA+ I'm feeling kind of regretful because things aren't going as planned. Harry isn't taking things well, the conversation has gone off in another direction, and I don't feel comfortable talking about my personal life, especially after hearing how he blatantly denies his relationship with the woman his mother has always wanted him to be with. Dylan showed me some pictures, and now I feel like I've been living a lie!

Two months went by and we were also a week away from Matt's 18th birthday. The man loves to read, so I decided to buy him the complete series of Harry Potter. He loves the books more than the movies. He couldn't afford the whole series, so this is the perfect gift. And also, the wand. He is a Potter head. I saw him walking to his locker, I ran towards him and jumped on his back. "There she is." He chuckled. "You're almost eighteen." I said while hugging him. He's older than us for a few months.

Maybe my memory is also going Cheery thought. As I’m about to pour the potion into the tea, there is a sharp rap on my door. I flinch almost instantly, realizing that my warlock abilities are fading as well since I can’t tell who or what is out there. When I see Austin at the door, I stare at him. “What?” He brushes past me inside, dripping water all over my clean rug. “Hey, watch it!” I push him away. “I already sold that one!” “What?” He looks confused.

After since Celine had woke up Alexander in not leaving any single chance to feed into her mind that she is Hazel, his mate. He is giving her that potion which that wizard has given him time to time so it wasn't let her memory come back and has caged her she wolf inside her. Hazel sits whole day alone to pressurize her mind so that her memory can come back but Alexander always scolds her saying he don't want to take her any pressure which could affect her health.

“This is Ysolde. The witch who cast the forgetting spell on Serena when she was a child. She knows these creatures. She knows how to deal with the likes of Solmyra.” Ysolde stepped forward and gave Alexandro a courteous nod. “I have walked through the deepest layers of magic to protect Serena once. I will do it again.” Her voice was gentle, but there was an ancient strength buried beneath it. “Tell me everything.” They gathered once more by the fire, and Alexandro explained all that had happened — Serena’s abduction, their journey to the island, the magical wall, and his soul-connection with her. When he finished, Ysolde remained quiet, processing every word with measured thought.