Cedric Harry Potter Novels & Stories

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.

emitted Cynthia, " I love reading books and am a big potter head. I love the whole series," said Ada " Oh my god one more common thing again am a potter head too," said Cynthia. " Great am a huff puff and you ?" interrogated Ada " UMMM ...so meet your Ravenclaw friend Ada and who do you crush on," replied Cynthia " Of course Neville Longbottom and whom do you admire," said Ada. " No doubt Draco for life ... By the way good choice."

frustration thickened his voice. Marcus frowned harder in confusion, “What the hell do you mean?” Cedric leaned back against the couch, “Dude, I almost got exposed! Killian Salvatore is the king?!” he spat “He’s a professor at the National University! Same department as me! If he caught even a glimpse of me at that party, I’m dead. I’m sure he was undercover!” Marcus smirked a chuckle, crossing his arms. “So you were right under the king’s nose the whole time, and crying for a connection to take his place?” He laughed loud enough to make Cedric glare at him.

"I'm not, but thank you." Had it not been for him just now, she might have been stabbed. "Of course, my bad. The Sophie Luxford I know is fearless," Cedric replied, adjusting his suit. He then smirked, emitting a dangerous yet enticing aura, making Sophie turn away. "Of course, my bad. The Sophie Luxford I know is fearless," Cedric replied, adjusting his suit. His thin lips curled into a smirk, emitting a dangerous yet enticing aura, making Sophie turn away.

"I am Alpha Ezekiel, this is the Bloodhound pack. And you are a rouge in my house, surrounded by my warriors, and my pack of 1500 men. You're not the one with the power here, I am. So when I ask a question I except it answered. Now. Who. Are. You?" I clenched my jaw in frustration, he was right. I had no power. No choice. He could do anything to me right now. And I wouldn't have any help or any way to stop him. I nearly reached at the thought. I was fucked. Royally. With that in mind I responded to his question; "Cecil." "And where did you came from? Are there any more like you?" He fired the questions in quick succession. "The East Coast, I travel alone and have not come across another fema