Ariana Dumbledore Portrait Novels & Stories

The moonlight danced on the water’s surface, casting rippling patterns of light and shadow. Inside, the house was sparsely furnished but comfortable—a simple hearth, a sturdy wooden table, and shelves lined with books. “This is where I stay when I’m here,” Lucian said, gesturing for her to sit. Aria hesitated but eventually lowered herself onto a chair by the hearth. Her eyes roamed the room, lingering on a portrait hanging above the fireplace. The painting depicted a woman with dark hair and piercing eyes, her expression both fierce and kind. “Who is she?” Aria asked.

they need to escape this ambush! ########### The large wooden door smashed open into logs as Arthur marched into the Regent's room. He'd expected to meet no one or Regent Liliana but what he saw was different. A lady who looked in her mid-twenties sitting comfortably on her Regent's chair with a cunning smile. Arthur gruffed,pressing to kill her before she begins any spell but her next actions made him freeze in his stance with his eyes changing to it's normal grey iris. She arose with her hands in the air indicating her submission.

he said as he half-bowed, half-cringed his way out of the room. As the room scrambled to life, the dark lord’s eyes roamed over Tara as he inspected her more carefully. She certainly was the image of the young enchantress. Had he not held the young enchantress prisoner for almost a month and become familiar with her light, he might have even believed this was indeed Lucy O’Shea, niece and star protégé of the great and powerful Fiona O’Shea. Looking closely, he hesitated. Could it be? Was he looking at a doppelganger? Impossible! He’d have known if one existed. A doppelganger of someone such as the young enchantress could prove quite valuable. Yes, indeed. This might not be such a bad thing a

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

Covering myself up, I sat back down, choosing the furthest spot from him. He took off his t-shirt and threw it at me before he looked away. Gritting my teeth, took off the tattered remains of my top and I wore Dimitri's. Another hour passed in silence and pain for me before the entrance door opened. It was Dumbledore 2.0. But this time he was alone, his side bitches missing. He quickly began opening up Anna's door. Thank Goddess witches aren't affected by heat. Because I would have killed him. I really would have.

The other members of the staff seemed to have woken up too, as they went back to the main table to dine and talk between themselves, with the exception of Albus Dumbledore, who is trying his best to bypass the barrier. "That was a nice piece of magic, and a beautiful magic circle too~" Susan, hearing the compliment looks at the originator of it. What she sees is a little girl, with free blonde hair that reaches the end of her back and big clear eyes, that is serving a good portion of mashed potatoes on her plate. The little blonde is seated just beside her sister, and on the other side there is some blank space that indicates that no one wants to sit there. 'Sigh, the price of intelligence i

Damien exhaled, taking off his mask. Diablo placed a picture of two girls on the desk. “I actually don’t know Jenna Marbles. I found this picture in a school year book. They were two sisters who won a beauty contest.” Damien gazed at the picture. He recognized one of the ladies, she looked a lot like Anna but had Arya’s body structure. She must have been their mother, Jenna’s sister. “What does her sister have to do with Jenna? Her sister is currently dead.” Damien asked.

She studied from the start here and knew each and every corner of the school so she helped me navigate my math and coincidentally we had the same class. She was a chatterbox and had that friendly vibe however not everyone interacted with her over the last week I spent with her and I wondered why. She was nice to me and I wouldn't be wrong to say we were becoming friends. Sarah had the most beautiful set of dimples and she was blonde. Her smile was so beautiful. "Did you complete your homework, Arabella?" She asked me and I nodded my head as we took a seat in the front. "It was so hard I had to take help from Hades. And the sweetheart that he is, didn't even hesitate to do my homework. I love

" Valenar "I've located her." Valenar grimly revealed, coming out of his trance. The selected coven of Ravenclaw elders held hands around the scrying table in Quinley's newly acquired corner shop. They had been trying for the last three hours to locate Maria. In the middle of the table was an item of the little girls clothing and a small amount of blood from both of her parents, which Valenar combined, but before he had been able to complete the scrying incantation his eyes had rolled back into his head and he'd gone into a deep trance, the other elders were powerless to help, as they couldn't let go of his hands in case the spell imploded and trapped Valenar wherever he was. They stayed tha

As we continue to walk into the kitchen, one of the boys elbow the other, “Quit it, Leo.” “Don’t do that, she’s our Luna.” My eyes meet his as he looks down, ignoring how the words have slipped his mouth. Luna? A familar word. Damon clears his throat, “I thought you guys were in the woods.” “Leo here, said he wanted some steak.” One of them replies, taking a bite of his toast while the rest of them chuckle, making me realise in the group of boys, there is a really beautiful woman sitting in between. Both of her eyes are hazel in colour which matches her light brown hair, she seems to be out of place, she looks mesmerising.