Cedric Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Cedric threw back his head in laughter as he walked out of the crowd. Bertie watched Cedric and Octavius walk off. He couldn't help beating his chest in frustration as he said, "Oh, Mr. Ballard, you were much too careless. Cedric is a prodigy in pill refining and is the only one in the Healer Sect in the past 100 years! "If… I mean, what if you make a mistake? What will we say to Madam Dragon?" Bertie wasn't the only one who was anxious. Drake had broken out into a cold sweat from nerves. They had thoroughly offended the Healer Sect for Sebastian's sake, and if Sebastian lost, the Warrior League would be sure to decline rapidly!

I run my fingers through my hair, grabbing on it and pulling it hard enough to keep me centered so I don’t shift. “I’m not sure I’ve ever felt so impotent.” I say. When he doesn’t say anything, I turn to see Cedric’s lips twitching. “And interesting word choice, for a man mated to a dragon,” he says, making me stop to look at him. “What did you say?” I ask. “Look, I haven’t always been observant,” he begins to say. I snort. Cedric is about the most unobservant person you’ll ever meet. He didn’t know his mate was a dragon for years.

Lazarus leaned back on the couch. "Haruki Kato is the name, yes? From Regio's office?" "This is absurd," Cedric grunted as he stood up from the couch. "Are you seriously on it? On it to fucking target Zacharias Craig? Are you out of your fucking mind?" Lazarus' buttons were clicked at the mention of his name. He stood up from the couch as he followed Cedric and Lazarus grabbed his collar as he threatened him.

I knew I would have to stay here for a minimum of six months, but I was already looking forward to the day I could buy my little place. It turns out that Derek was an architect. He explained he needed to work on some drawings for a client and disappeared into his office. I grabbed a plate full of cold pizza and some drinks, then headed up to my room. I had a date with Harry Potter and I wasn't about to miss it. I took a long bath, curled up in my robe with a fire going, and lost myself in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Dominic said, now looking at the window. I blinked, now concerned about who this guy was. “Does he have a name?” “Yes, but it is like Voldemort to Harry Potter as it is to us. We do not take his name.” he said, and even though he gave the Harry Potter reference which meant did read or watch some of it, I understood that he was not joking. This guy must be dangerous. “Please tell me you are not going to sell your life,” I said, concern washing over me for him.

“I’m Zack, by the way.” “Okay,” I said. Another minute later, “Hey, Kimia. What do you call a wizard who is good at calculus?” “Hermione,” I told him. “She’s good at arithmancy, not calculus,” Zack said without missing a beat. I snorted. “No,” he continued, “you call them a mathemagician.” “That was dumb,” I told him, but I couldn’t help grinning. He grinned back. “You’re smiling, though. I’ve got more.”

“But how is it possible? Yer dead.” I give him a shy smile and wave. “Hi…I’m actually…my name is Lana,” I sputter nervously as a blush crawls up my cheeks. He might look like the actor, but his melodic voice is different. Where the actor was British, Rafael has a light, Scottish lilt. It’s not as obvious as Lucifer’s or Michael’s, but it’s there. Lucifer gives me a bemused snicker and whispers, “Stop ogling my little brother, lest I get jealous, luv.”

A satisfied sigh escape my lips at the aroma that's hits me the moment I step into the magical room. Holy mother of chocolate. "Don't sell off my house before I come back." Xavier says to Jordan who has a apron tied around his waist. The best thing I love about Jordan is that he cooks like a chef from heaven. Serving delicious dishes to is mortal humans. "You can take the day off." Xavier who I haven't noticed before push pass me with a cold breeze. "Wait." I yell, before running to catch up with him. Those long legs of him are really going to get me in trouble one day.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

said Draco. "Impossible!" exclaimed Cassia muffled. "Why? Do you know Lycus?" asked Edmund with a sharp look. “Lycus… he is our Master. Lycus Lewis," said Radcliff, swallowing hard. "What??" cried Astrid in shock. "Why didn't you say it to us sooner?" Draco asked in surprise, also a little annoyed that they had wasted so much time. "Well, we didn't know you were looking for a Sorcerer named Lycus," said Cassia.