Envelope Harry Potter Novels & Stories

I cried out, trying to control my emotions. “You were weak from the start.” He gave me a dirty look. “From now on, we shall take this matter to a different state, with no emotion involved.” He said vividly and my eyes widened. “What do you mean?” I asked with anxiety lingering in my eyes as the doorbell rang. Harry rushed into the living room, holding a parcel. Our eyes fell on him. “What's that?” My father and I asked almost at the same time. “It's… it's a parcel from Mrs. Leena.” He said nervously, with excitement in his face.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

As they walked up to the happy bride and groom, Harry's smiling face turned flat when he saw Berlin and Tessa's faces. "Thank you for coming." Harry's wife immediately shook Tessa's hand, but that didn't apply to Berlin who only showed one white envelope. "I have a gift for you to congratulate you on your marriage." Berlin smiled a smirk and passed Harry by as if they didn't know each other. Berlin smiled slightly as she stepped down from where they shook hands. "What did you get Harry's wife?" Tessa was curious about the white envelope. "Honeymoon tickets and also the man's disgrace." Berlin smiled contentedly after putting in all the pictures of the asshole things Harry did not only that h

So there must be more than one layer then… Ugh… it hurts my brain just trying to dissect it all. Nevertheless, the main primary target still remains ensuring that Harper passes the maid selection competition. That much I know of. Just then, Harper notices my silence, and stares at me with a questioning gaze. But I confidently smirk instead. Tossing her the booklet of magic spells that I had obtained from the old wizard. I watch her expression shift into excitement. She shimmies closer to the book with an adorable amount of joy. Clearly happy about what I’ve given her. She flicks through the pages, admiring the different spells, before shutting it and pressing it closely to her chest and than

After I dislocated my shoulder on day one, I got Aunty to send these to me. They help with my training and speed up my healing process. After a long shower, I douse myself in a custom made male perfume. It’s how I hide my scent from everyone. Even Darius once admitted that he wouldn’t have known I was a lady if he wasn’t so good at enchantments. I plop down on my bed, drying my hair when I notice the white envelope at my door. It looks like someone slid it in while I was in the bathroom. I tap on the magic circle twice before opening my door to see if anyone is lurking around. Unsurprisingly, there is no one. The paper rustles as I bring out the card that has something written on it.

Two nights ago. Someone was watching me. Up close. My chest constricted. I grabbed my phone, heart pounding, and called Harry. “Come to my office,” was all he said. When I entered his office, the door closed behind me before I could speak. Harry took one look at the envelope in my hand and snatched it. His face turned to stone. “Where did you find this?” “On my desk. This morning.” He stared at the photo, fingers tightening like he wanted to crush it. “This wasn’t just a warning. This was a message.”

Hilary Windsor Bennett stood at the doorway, holding a brown parcel. He handed me the parcel. It had my name on it. Just a plain, ordinary parcel. No return address. No markings. Nothing that screamed danger. But the moment I opened it, my stomach twisted. Inside was a white envelope. I pulled it free, feeling the weight of something folded inside. Bennett stayed silent, eyes locked on me as I unfolded the glossy paper. My breath caught in my throat.

This was absolutely humiliating. “What am I doing?” He asks. My heart was slowing at an impeccable rate. “Top shelf, they’re injections get two,” I answer, now struggling to will my heart to beat. I had never experienced a vice gripping my heart, but if I did I would picture it would feel like this. I can hear Killian rummaging around my bathroom for a few seconds and he enters back into the room holding my life-saving metallic device. Much like the epi-pen for humans, mine contained blood.

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

He had sent an offer letter personally, but he didn't receive a reply immediately considering how important play time was in this war. "Yes, Your Majesty." The messenger handed him an envelope he had been waiting for. There is a silver-colored emblem embedded in the middle. Hayden immediately snatched the envelope and opened it on the spot. He was about to send out more grande monsters to suppress the opposing side, but finally, the reply he had been waiting for was in his hands. His hands moved impatiently as he opened the envelope. His eyes widened, then curved into the shape of a rainbow. "As expected," Hayden closed the bedroom door, then lay back down on the soft bed with the pink canop