Dumbledore And Voldemort Novels & Stories

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Albus was always thinking about Draco and preparing well-thought-out plans for Draco. Draco touched his chest, which felt warm at the overflow of Albus's attention that he had just realized now. Ah, what a fool he was! Why did he doubt Albus's affection for him? From the very beginning, Albus tried to save his life and keep Draco alive. When Draco opened his eyes, Albus took care of him so that Draco could protect himself. Draco was not alone. From the start, Albus stepped together and protected him.

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love. ~Albus Dumbledore, The half-blood prince. •• Noor sat besides her father, watching the gentle rise and fall of his chest, the steady beeping of the monitors, a background noise that seemed to dull the white noise within her head.

"She told me to give it two weeks at max." Anger boiled inside of me. I should have known that she would twist my words and use them against me. "That is not true, Mey." I gave her hand a squeeze. "You are not a conquest. You are my special one, my only one, and I love you, Mey." Mey smiled and her eyes turned soft. "I love you too." * * * “Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love,” Dumbledore says in chapter 35 of The Deathly Hallows when looking at the remains of Voldemort's soul.

Lord Voldemort". "Voldemort, i thought he died in the war?" Damon asked Derek. "I'm also confused Derek, Damien killed him but how come he's alive and even got some spys in the school?" Damon replied with a question as confusion was written all over his face. "He didn't die Derek, instead he bacame much stronger and much powerful, he became the over Lord of darkness." Emma replied and her smiled widen. "And I'm sure he's gonna enjoy killing you both."

His eyebrows jumped up. “Holy sh–” “Don’t swear.” “Who the f–” “Don’t swear,” “Who the HELL sent you this!” Ms. Evans shot them a look. Lucas smiled at her. “Ms. Evans we were discussing about the depth of Neville Longbottom’s courage when he told Voldemort that he’d join them when HELL freezes over.” Ms. Evans’ eyes lit up. “Yes, of course! Neville Longbottom is an exemplary–” Zehra shook her head at Lucas, smiling.

Then Savaric and Muriel assisted him in clearing up space, taking all Arkael's already ruined shield out of his chamber. "My queen it's time...just the simple healing spell your bond will be the one thing that will strengthen him." Maven gave me the rest of the ointment to apply to his back, while I chant the spell. I did the ritual, and Sabina was by my side wiping my tears away from time to time. I finally finished it moments later, but he was not waking up. "Why is he not waking up? You told me that he would wake up?" I was trying to keep myself grounded in from of him, while in reality, I was crumbling on the inside.

One by one, the brothers filed out of the room. As the door closed behind Daemon, I slowly turned my attention back to Draco. He was already watching me. Interesting... He can command an empire with a single word. But the moment one of his brothers gives me a little too much attention... he sends him away. For a man who insists this is merely about control... he's making it increasingly difficult to believe him. "What the fuck is that again?” Draco yelled at me.

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.

"How's my sister?" "Sound asleep," Vador replied. "Something is wrong," Aleister said entering the room "Someone is coming," his eyes were now shades of grey "Avan,Emma,go,take Avan with you. Go to Alizon" "The dark witches are back," Vador said his eyes changing color." "That's right," someone replied across the room with her back turned. Immediately Vador was tied to a metal chair and so was Aleister. "How's the dark lord?" She asked turning to face them.