Cedric Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Two months went by and we were also a week away from Matt's 18th birthday. The man loves to read, so I decided to buy him the complete series of Harry Potter. He loves the books more than the movies. He couldn't afford the whole series, so this is the perfect gift. And also, the wand. He is a Potter head. I saw him walking to his locker, I ran towards him and jumped on his back. "There she is." He chuckled. "You're almost eighteen." I said while hugging him. He's older than us for a few months.

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Her head was covered in the hood but her long brown hair fell out the sides and down her stomach. So simple but yet she still managed to be the most beautiful woman I've ever seen. "Hey, you're twenty minutes early. Also, don't mind Leah - she's just paranoid." She muttered distractedly. "Purple haze? Where did you find this? Dealers don't just sell this to anybody." Yurik asked leaning down to pick up a small amount between his fingers and studying it closely. I tilted my head to the side watching them interact - everything suddenly felt...normal, more normal than it should.

I took a jug of fruit juice but quickly put it down when I realized that my hand was shaking. "Fine? You were far from fine. If anything, I rescued you." "You blew my money, and for you to finish the remaining years, you were about to sink into student loans. So you were not exactly having a merry time over there in that shithole you call a cafe." "I had a plan," I said in a small voice. "Amuse me." I watched as he picked up a croissant from a bread basket and broke it in half. But before I could come up with a retort, his cell phone rang, and he threw the croissant on a side plate before he got up to answer it.

Bertie and Drake's words made Cedric shudder involuntarily. He was still young. He didn't want to die. He couldn't die! He still had a bright future ahead of him, and he had been chosen personally by the sect leader of the Healer Sect to be his successor! Cedric turned sharply to look at Octavius, and his voice trembled as he said, "Mr. Fuller, I… I don't want to die!" Even if Cedric hadn't begged Octavius for help, the latter would not have just stood by and watched such a rare prodigy of the Healer Sect die in such a manner.

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’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.”

Who is Cinderella? And who the chocolate is prince charming. "What took you guys so.... " Xavier eyes racks up the stairs until they found my eyes. I definitely look good. "Well, you are ready so let's go." Xavier stops gaping then walk out of the suite. Really, No you look beautiful my lady, or you are dashing. Son of a chocolate. "Are you just going to stand there?" I hear Xavier's voice from a distance. If only....if only he isn't so rich maybe I can just kill him and dispatch his body without anyone noticing.

― 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.