Black Sisters Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Tala Hill “You are unbelievable, Kyndra. I should have known.” I heard the headmistress say. “You are the only one who had the courage to hide your nieces from the coven. If they’re witches, then they should have been in the safe confines of the coven. To help them control their magic. Look at the results of what you did, she can barely control her magic,” the headmistress added. Aunt Kyndra scoffed. “I will never entrust my nephews to the coven. They have done enough damage to me and my sister. I won't and will never let them even control my nieces,” Aunt Kyndra said.

“You have seen our presence, great witch, because you made yourself come to our attention. Await your doom, for we shall come for you. And we do; the curse shall be back. You haven’t paid the right price, and we shall come for what is ours.” “Who are you? What do you want?” Although they dress entirely black, at the left chest area of their robes, I see a mark there, one that I have seen before. My brain reels deep to recall it, and then, my eyes widen as I gasp even louder. “You’re the witches who curse the triplets.” They are the witches who misused the old religion and made nature ban it until my mother held its power. And to make an evaluation, I did come to the conclusion that, because

I got out of the car and threw my coat on the back seat of it. " Let's get your frustration out. " Harry said. " What are you planning? " I asked. " Something which could bring my brother back. " He smirked evilly. We went in. A troop of hot girls welcomed us. The hall was filled with VIP personalities. They covered their dark side secret from the world and made hay while in the sunshine. This spoiled richies with double personalities were the biggest black spot of the world. We were the same in the dark and the day.

“It’s way depressing. The dragon tamer talked in uncertainty. Her eyes dyed with fear and her hands were trembling as if she could feel the horror inside the core. She was talking about the thing that was mixed in with black magic. ‘Black magic is the source of the power of wizards. What do you mean it is more depressing than that?’ Sabrina felt uneasy as the divine power inside her flickered and her hands were itchy to purify something. It wasn’t this bad when she faced the wizards so why now? “I… I can sense anger, sorrow, wail, grudge, and despair inside of it. They are shouting. My ears…” She covered her ears as her face got paler. “I can hear them. There are all sorts of things intermin

Disgust evident in my tone and her lips twitched in a smile. " I see that you are acquainted with my twin sister." Twin sister? She had left that part in her story. I didn't fail to notice the hatred oozing out of her at the word 'twin sister'. She practically spat that word out. " As much as I would love to taint every good image you have of her, I hate that name so meet me Fay, the black witch of Cole's coven." Her eyes twitched. I shivered slightly. She wields so much power. A black witch? I thought they were banned from existence. She laughed in a way that would make a pup cry and I cringed.

With a final word spoken, the witches lifted their arms as their cloak hoods fell back. The tallest of the three with piercing blue eyes and hair as black as the night sky, began to spin. Her black cloak swirled around her as she swayed to the melody of an otherworldly tune. Her sisters quickly joined in and the three of them danced in unison, the sound of their footsteps creating a symphony of their own as they chanted mysterious spells.

Aurora knew it was always serious once one of the sisters insisted they had a vision and so urge her to continue. “Pictures of smokes, fire and even blood. Every where I went to, I saw humans crying and begging for their life. What shocked me was when I saw most the human being hanged to stakes headless. Then when I turned around, I saw some of our sisters captured by………..” Sarah began to shiver as words failed her to express who she saw. “Sarah, who did you saw?” Aurora asked getting interested by this revelation and so were other Sisters “A woman who ride the horse of hades" Sarah said with tears in her eyes. The whole coven went quiet after the revelation and Aurora was speechless.

Short black hair wasn't just a style; it was a statement, and you couldn't just walk out looking like a mess. "She thinks the King and Queen actually care what she looks like," my step-sister hissed to the other two harpies. They weren't really my sisters; none of us were blood-related, but surviving near death together apparently made us family. Or so the world thought. The world was wrong. My three "sisters" were inseparable, a trio of toxic clones. Me? I was the outlier. The weird one with purple eyes and hands that occasionally shot out dangerous light. "A gift from the moon goddess," they said. It's more like a curse.

She was a legend people either feared or pretended not to know. And Blackwood had witches. Hybrid, lunatic, chicken-blooded witches who could sniff secrets out of bones and dreams. “Vivienne Moreau,” he called, voice sharper now, and deliberate. “Open the damn door.” Yep. That was it. Funeral bells. End credits. Roll the fucking montage. I can see my family calling me to join them in hell. “Damn you, Atlas Blackwood,” I muttered under my breath, pacing once, twice, then stopping dead.

he snickered. "What can I say? Its been long a fought, so am not going to kill you now. Am going to wait until everyone you care about is dead." Dominic disappeared, Terrick woke up from his chair. "Terrick I got a message from Belinda and Brenda, there are creatures who are attacking the packs killing everyone, even in Lord Aaron's side, black witches are everywhere." Saphira said with her voice holding worry. "Get everyone ready, we will be going back to the pack today. "I should have known this would happen." He went to his room were Catrina was sitting with Epie and Hilbert.