Blaise Slytherin Novels & Stories

my voice broke in half. Adamant, he continued, "Yes, you can. You know when the Sorting Hat placed Neville in Gryffindor?" I nodded weakly, slightly amused at how regular he seemed when dropping Harry Potter reference. "That same fat kid slayed a snake seven years later. You're the Neville, Rashid. You can slay your snake, and you will." "It's slew." I sniffed. "Huh?" "Slew a snake, not slayed." "You're fucking hopeless."

But when Selene stared at him, he followed their teacher. "OHH MYYY..." The whisper of the girls created a bee's sound around the classroom as they saw the hidden treasure behind that black hoodie jacket. "Severus D'First. That's my name. Don't ask where I came from because I'm not interested in answering that." Severus spoke coldly and he looked at the students emotionless. The pupils of his eyes looked like a shiny raven's feather. His shaggy eyebrows and small red lips made him so handsome. His full face was blessed with attraction matched with some hair that blocked his face.

"Big brother, I have already looked at my one, and there is something else you need to know before you go any further. Grandmother Caroline isn't a wolf, she is the high priestess of Ravenclaw coven and headmistress of Ravenclaw Academy, which makes you, Bella, and me hybrids-that could be why you are having trouble controlling your magic. With Elena's dose of Alpha blood and also being an elemental, you're much more powerful than either of your mates." 'Oh great, more magic' his wolf grumped and Mikhail could feel the beginnings of a pressure headache cooking his brain. As he digested the new information his phone rang. Automatically he picked it up and confirmed that two full teams were on

"No...I only build castles for Emera since she is a princess, not for bullies like you. “Christabel said in a tiny voice, she felt chills running down her spine with every word that left her mouth. "Hmmm, so I'm a bully? Good that's is the more reason slaves like you should be locked up in a cage." The big bully chole said as she walked closer to the sandcastle Christabel has taken her precious time to build. "I'm not a slave," Christabel said in a much smaller voice defending herself and her little pride, that If Emera was not standing closer to her she and chole who already possessed her wolf abilities they both wouldn't have heard her words. Emera could only watch in anger as she clenched

The pages shimmered, inscriptions revealing themselves in elegant, terrifying patterns. As I read, my heart sank. Draco’s origin, his roots in an orphaned village where witches had been burned alive, revealed a story of vengeance and darkness. He had a sister, also killed, leaving him a vengeful soul from a young age. The more I read, the heavier the air became, my chest tightening with the weight of the knowledge.

I hissed out in anger. "You think you could convince your husband otherwise?" She asked with a look. "Well, do you think you could convince your butcher otherwise?" I asked back and she nodded 'no', just what I thought. "But I'm sure your sister might end up being around you in Ravenclaw, you're from a high house, yes?" She asked. "Yes but our parents are dead and without a brother, we really didn't rise in the ranks since our parent's death" I explained and she just nodded.

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.

Saw Isolde's small, triumphant smile. "—Isolde Ravenclaw." The world stopped.

So how will he befriend him when he is so different from him? Kalyx annoys him most of the time, maybe because he thinks that he is dumb. He's already thirteen years old and he still stutters sometimes. Even he wouldn't want to befriend himself. For him, Kalyx is very unreachable. He knows that Kalyx wouldn't want to have a friend like him. "See? I knew it, you're crushing on Kalyx." Sidhiel almost let out a scream when he heard Eara speak behind him. He did not notice her entering his room.