Daphne Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Being the only one who accepted me and took care of me despite knowing that I could harm her at any time, madam Dorothy is like a mother to me. She was my late mother’s friend, and she never hesitated to come to my aid. However, that day, I got agitated and shifted into my wolf and nearly killed her if she hadn’t escaped my grip. She was hospitalized for a few months before she recovered. Even after recovery, she still refused to leave my side. DAPHNE “Daphne!” I heard the faint voice. I saw myself sitting on the ground in a garden. The garden was so beautiful and huge. Staring around the garden, I spotted a big white wolf… it's furs were so shiny and the eyes glowed like the sun. Its eyebal

The girl froze, her wide eyes fixed on Daphne's towering form. "Are you deaf, girl? Those goblets should shine," Daphne barked. "Do you think Lord Michael would drink from something as dull as your wit?" The maid flushed a deep red, stammering apologies as she scrubbed harder. Daphne let out a cold, humorless laugh. "Pathetic. You are all so pathetic it's depressing to watch." she muttered before sweeping out of the kitchen, leaving a trail of fear in her wake. AN EVENING AT THE FERINWALD MANOR

She waved her hand at the guards to leave and they did. “What's your name?” “Good morning my Luna, my name is Daphne, ma” “Daphne” she repeated, tasting my name on her tongue, “I used to have one Daphne as a colleague back then. Do you know what happened to her?” “No ma” I shook my head, how was I supposed to know? “She disappeared. She disobeyed me and suddenly disappeared” She raised her shoulders like she didn't know how Daphne disappeared and I gulped in fear.

“Nothing.” A long silence stretched between them. Then, the subtle shift of fabric as Daphne moved, preparing to leave. When her steps turned toward the door, panic gripped Lyra’s chest. She reached out, fingers wrapping around Daphne’s wrist before she could slip away. “Wait,” Lyra breathed. Daphne stilled. Lyra licked her lips, her voice hoarse, barely above a whisper. “Earlier… you brought up Kyline. Why?” Daphne hesitated, then slowly turned back. She leaned in close, the warmth of her breath ghosting against Lyra’s cheek as she murmured, “Because I know a thing or two about witches.”

Two white-armored guards marched up the outer stone stairs, carrying heavy iron chains that glowed with suppression magic. I stood in the shadows of the broken study, my hands clenched into tight fists, my claws cutting deep into my palms until my own red blood dripped onto the floor. I watched as they wrapped the glowing iron chains around her wrists and ankles. I watched as they led her down the stone steps toward the golden beam of light. Daphne did not look back. She did not bow her head. She walked like a ruler going to claim her throne. As the golden beam pulled her up into the giant black war ship, the Enforcer looked up at the balcony one last time.

She completely ignored Nathan's desperate cries for her to stay. She needed to find me immediately and give me a real, heartfelt apology. It was fine. After all, I loved her so much. I loved her enough to alter the entire course of my life and give up going abroad. She was certain that she could win me back. Comforted by her own logic, Daphne calmed down a little. The moment she reached the campus gates, she ran into a student council member who was handling the sign-out sheet for the hiking drill. She snatched the clipboard to look for my name. It was signed, but it wasn't my handwriting.

As everyone had their wands on top of their desks, Erik addressed the class. "Can anyone tell me what just happened here that was wrong?" He asked the class, and a black haired female student from house Slytherin raised her hand first, followed by another male student of the same house. She was one of the two who 'placed' first in the test. "Your name and answer, Miss." Erik said while pointing to the female student who had raised her hand first. "Daphne Greengrass. Most of the class took too long to retrieve their wands."

DAPHNE “Do me a favor, Daph… Warn me next time? Before you go and tell me what might be the hottest sex story ever?” Hazel shakes her head and fans herself. “It’s been a while for me, y’know.” Then she flashes a grin and straightens up. “But really, in all seriousness. I’m so happy for you.” “Thanks.” I feel a squiggly, giggly warmth spread through my chest. “I’m happy, too.”

"Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and the Deathly Hallows * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy I unlocked the door and hold it open so the girls could get in. After having lunch and getting desserts with the girls, I felt bad for leaving Nat alone at home so we had cut our Christmas shopping short and gone home afterward.

Hart bowed and said, “Mr. Hornberg, you are a powerful man in the underworld of Sunrise City. I believe you should understand that families are innocent. I beg for your mercy, please release Daphne.” Gareth smiled. “What are you talking about? Who is this Daphne?” The old fox would never acknowledge the crime he committed. Hart explained, “Daphne is my daughter. I got news that Mary Sue took her back here.” “Oh? That rings a bell. Mary Sue did mention something similar.” Gareth nodded but he said in disdain, “So you are begging me to release your daughter? “You should beg Kaze Lee. If he’s here, I can call Mary Sue to tell her to do you the favor. Too bad Kaze Lee is a coward and doesn’t eve