Cedric Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Draco questioned me to which I told him a encounter from my childhood. When I was in early adulthood age, my grandmother had taken me to visit a sorcerer who was very well know in Tallis, her name was Tamina she was an old unmarried lady, she had called my grandmother for help with a potion of her which had gone wrong… Tamina was also in potion creation, she used to use many of her magical spell and her medicinal skill to make different potion to resolve problem of people who used to visit her tent for her help….

The best of us must sometimes eat our words. — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead The talk with Hunter still bugged my mind. I tried my best to shove it back on the back of my mind. I had more important matters now such as Villain X and what he might do to us. There was no time to dwell on regrets. What had happened between Hunter and me was not a priority.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

One stupid woman even said she would willingly give herself to him and make babies with him if he just gave her a glance. I also found out that he was the infamous Morgan Wright, the CEO of Wright Corporation and the heir to the Wright Empire. Before my uncle finished making his call, the whispers around me had already given me a vague impression of the handsome man, and I had also come to the conclusion; he was an arrogant jerk.

She wondered what was in the bag he carried. "This is Tristan, Isolde Hawstrings," Draco indulged her, introducing the man. She knew there was something crooked about it, and she turned fully to watch the lord and the man, Tristan. "He is a magic peddler, you see? And tonight, I only want him to add some spice to the entertainment..." Isolde winced when Draco tugged her down to his mouth level and growled. "And I hope to the gods you have pleasure watching it..."

Even though it was so faint that the average human eyes could notice, Cordelia saw his hands shake. "You made a mistake: underestimating my sister." Cordelia said. "What's she going to do?" Eric asked. "The question you should be asking is,'What is she doing?'" Cordelia smiled. "What?" Eric was confused and scared. He saw what Cordelia could do. He feared what Nherisa would do. "Cracks appeared all over the ground. They widened, and the underground dungeon was shaking. "Take the egg away. And hide it." Eric said to the sorcerer. After a few seconds of hesitation, the sorcerer ran. Not just to hide the eggs but to save his life.

With it, he could unlock the secrets of immortality, push the boundaries of life and cheat death, and ultimately bend the world to his will without being tainted by werewolf blood or a vampire's curse of getting burned by the sun. He turned to his trusted wizard, Jacques, who stood silently by the door. Jacques was a tall, imposing figure, with a sharp, calculating mind and a fierce loyalty to the Headmaster’s cause. There was no room for doubt in his eyes as he looked at his leader, waiting for his orders.

Cedric continued, "I didn’t poison Macy either. I just took advantage of the situation." "You took advantage to sleep with Macy, right?" Kiran asked, his face filled with anger. "Yes, but it was also part of my Gu poison cultivation," Cedric replied. "What Gu poison are you cultivating?" "I’m cultivating the Earth Dragon Gu." "Earth Dragon Gu?" Kiran asked, intrigued. Cedric nodded. "That's why I need Macy and why I’m hiding in Kirin Cave." Kiran’s expression grew even more solemn.

The group of men filter behind the grizzly bear in front of us. Gee-gee lets out an over exaggerated laugh. “Oh, I’M SORRY, I must be misunderstanding you. Did you just call your FUTURE QUEEN a mud-blood?” Before he can respond she continues. “What is this? Fucking Harry Potter?” The man sniffs his nose before spitting on the ground in front of me. “She’s no future Queen of mine.” The men behind him yell out their agreement. I take a step closer to the man and give him a sinister smile. “What is your name, sir?” I bat my eyes at him.