Dumbledore 1st Novels & Stories

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

He kept his eyes fixed forward, as if I were invisible. A tall, regal-looking man stood up from his seat next to the Alpha. "Let us enjoy this feast!" he declared, raising his goblet high. "Our Alpha, our King, our Lord, The First of his kind, has conquered lands for us to thrive for centuries now! Soon, the world will be ours. Let us celebrate and be merry!" A roar of cheers erupted, but it felt forced, tense. I could feel eyes darting toward me, whispers passing like waves through the crowd. I stayed rooted in my seat, too afraid to move or draw more attention.

“What the fuvk! those werewolves went into hiding? Where are they now? What is your plan?” “My plan is simple…” “Nothing you say is ever simple, Lucas.” Fabiano shook his head. He had known Lucas for long to believe his plan would be simple. “I am the lord of the Vampires after all…” he grinned evilly. “Hold up, how does this story take away the fact that they have an Alpha who wouldn’t sit back and watch us take over his throne?” Lauretha asked. “His name is Alpha Arthur. And as I am speaking to you right now, he will be dead in a few hours’ time and that is when we strike. This is top secret. No one else must learn of this until the mission is successful.”

“Dude, calm down!” “Don’t tell me to calm down, Levi!” Merlin snapped which made Levi the Envious raised his hands while shrugging his shoulders. The necromancer continued. “It’s the headmaster…” Matilda was the first one to jump at Merlin when the latter stopped from whatever he was about to say. “Fucking say it!” Maleficent and the others waited for Merlin’s news although Maleficent had already an inkling from what was happening. “…He’s dead.”

Covering myself up, I sat back down, choosing the furthest spot from him. He took off his t-shirt and threw it at me before he looked away. Gritting my teeth, took off the tattered remains of my top and I wore Dimitri's. Another hour passed in silence and pain for me before the entrance door opened. It was Dumbledore 2.0. But this time he was alone, his side bitches missing. He quickly began opening up Anna's door. Thank Goddess witches aren't affected by heat. Because I would have killed him. I really would have.

And as his character trait, Alexis opened it by introducing them with each other. “This is Albert. A first-year zoology student, who also happens to be my roommate.” He was pointing towards Albert in stupor when he did the introduction. It’s only been a month of orientations and getting-to-know’s that he really had no other thing to say about his roommate, so that was it. But he had way less things to say about her date, so she just let her introduce herself. “I’m Margaret Bishop. 1st year nursing student.” With the pleasantries out of the way, that was how Margaret and Albert resumed their lives: as unknowing people who just met.

Those voices that had me craving for Darwin. And I looked at Dumbledore, he was my first love, the first man to understand me and I felt like I owed him my entire life for the rainy days he would always show up with an umbrella just to shield me from getting wet. “You can eat as you like.” Darwin said as he saw how Dumbledore couldn’t wait to start eating.

Her aunt's perception was off the charts, after all. Theo had been like a good big sister to her since her parents died. She used to be her Dad's secretary, but now works as the Internals VP to AR Corp. Tina would be lying if she said that Aunt Theo's eccentricities didn't freak her out, though. The woman is Professor McGonagall in Harry Potter magnified. Tina would not be surprised if her aunt turned into a cat one of these days.

He replies before walking away. Damon places two plates on the table, a well-cooked steak in each. “Don’t mind him, Alice.” He says, breaking the silence. “Who was he?” “My friend. A really close friend,” I nod, “Is he also a werewolf?” “Born and raised.” He replies. “Well, he seems . . . nice.” He chuckles, “He’s not nice.” “I mean, I don’t know him. He doesn’t know me,” “Jared’s not really fond with strangers. Once you get to know him well, he’s a lot different than you might think,” He replies before taking a bite of his food.

a voice, scolded me in a mediocre tone, and the voice, I’m all too familiar with it. I turn my head to face the voice, and the first thing I see is a pink-colored phone shoved to my face again, with the video of me sprinting down the hallways, trying to escape a figure of what’s look to be like Stephen, but they edited they it and replaced his head with a dragon’s head, who’s roaring out fire from its mouth, “This is overly exaggerated, it hasn’t even been up to thirty minutes” I squint my eyes, trying to get a better view of the clip.