Dobby Harry Potter Novels & Stories

The spawn of the evil deceased Dark Lord, ruler of the Underworld. “Hmmm, now where did you hide the little Dark Lord?” He murmured, and the scene changed. Suddenly, a series of loud knocks slammed against the greenhouse door, sharp and abrupt, making Ron yelp and jolt back. The ladle clattered against the edge of the cauldron and the images vanished with a hiss, melting back into a bland swirl of violet mist. Ron groaned, shoulders slumping. Now he had to perform the spell all over again. Just who was it that was ruining his progress? He nearly found out where the Dark Lord was kept when he was a baby.

Grumbling he reluctantly gets dressed, kissing me on the cheek he leaves. Dagon is one of the youngest of the fallen, he is the easiest to manipulate. Not that it takes manipulation, the sexy Dagon is a willing participant, especially in the bedroom. Stepping into my milky white bath that sits waiting filled with my favourite oils and salts I whisper a viewing spell and watch as the glimmer screen comes to life.

Across her back, two interlinked circles—⚯. They glowed for a heartbeat, casting eerie shadows on the mud walls, before fading into the brown of her skin, leaving behind only the faint, raised ridges of a scar. “Abomination,” someone whispered in the shadows. “Silence!” The voice came from the doorway. The crowd outside parted, bowing their heads in fear and reverence. Even young Baraka bowed, peeking through the rain.

Struggling with my tie, I called someone. "Lily, come now. I can't do it without you.", Lily is my longtime secretary and a perfect friend. I have become more comfortable with her over the years. Well, I knew she was waiting for my call. Due to inheriting genes from an European mother, she got two blue twinkling eyes, which are always a centre of attraction. She entered my room, giggling. 'Gone is her fear', My subconscious told me. "Good morning, sir.", She streched the 'r' sound in sir unnecessarily while chuckling, hiding his creased lips with one hand.

he said as he stared at the burning building with the kidnappers inside screaming in pain. “Grim reaper?” confusion was on my face. He shook his head, “Non, I am Doom and I bring death to people.” “What do you mean?” I asked with confusion. He replied with a cold voice, “It doesn’t matter. You will forget about me anyway.” “I won’t… You saved me. I owe you my life,” I murmured. “You will, I will make you,” he softly mumbled as he slowly snapped his finger in front of me.

That didn't mean that Dub was harmless or somehow a safer choice than the Dain, it merely meant his magic and darkness was that much more subtle and insidious. Dub had no body, no flesh, but he always hungered for it. On dark nights when the moon was waxing, Dub was at his most powerful. For the darkness needs light to be seen. He appeared as a thin, spindly, impossibly tall humanoid shadow figure. And now, he loomed over Inana's cottage, peering in the hazy glass windows, touching the sill with his spidery fingers.

said a warm voice. Harry looked up at a man who was older than him and, more importantly, as tall as him. The stranger was a dark-haired man with brush-cut hair and chocolate eyes that sparkled with kindness. He extended his hand in greeting, and Harry was almost relieved to meet a friendlier person after his brief exchange with the Mad One. "I'm Beta Duncan," he chirped. Harry's eyes widened at this, and then a genuine smile played across his lips. "Alpha Black's second-in-command," the young wolf said, looking at Duncan with admiration.

"Is it terrible?" Davon asks, raking a hand through his hair, "I think it's the perfect medicine for you." "How can you say that?" Kimberly shouts, eyes wide with hysteria, "Do you know what you've done?" "Of course I do," his voice rings with mirth, "I concocted the potion, remember?" "Why would you do this to me? You-you monster!" fresh tears make their escape, rushing down her face only to fall to the grey carpet below. My stomach twists in sympathy. I don't need to be told what happened, I've already figured it out.

Kiri continued, seemingly unperturbed. Closing his eyes, Rex allowed the portal to open from his magical space, “Dilo, you can come out to eat,” he announced through the archway. A few seconds later, Dilo emerged, looking around suspiciously. “Wow! No wonder you hid it, you are in possession of a Dabu servant,” Kiri announced, her expression slightly shocked, Skul joining her with a scowl. “Dabu?” Kealy asked, seeing Dilo’s face drop when she saw Kiri, moving quickly to kneel on her haunches close to Rex.

But seeing Emma's apparent intrigue, he spoke in a light tone, "How should this snake be raised?" The gray-robed person was taken aback, a mixture of being cherished and terrified. This was the first time Draco had spoken to them in such a gentle manner, making them flustered and unsure how to respond. Quickly, they said, "This is Bich Duong, a talent nurtured by this humble one. Young Master, take a look!" They reached into a side pouch and carefully brought out a small vial, presenting it. "This vial contains a special potion. Its scent is undetectable to humans and animals, but only Bich Duong, raised on this potion, can smell it."