Family Trees From Harry Potter Novels & Stories

I trailed the dark waves to a door with an engraved star in the middle and made it fly open, slamming against the wall inside as I entered. My eyes took in a dark strange-looking shrine inside, decorated with candles on every corner. On my immediate left was a long five-foot open cabinet full of charms and potions; and at the furthest wall of the room stood an altar, the centre of the room’s power where she placed candles, bones, pictures, and—there! My eyes slightly widened in discovery. There it was; My Xavier’s family tree dedicated on a single line. His father’s line. It seemed I was right and I was exactly where I wanted to be. The place reeked of dark sorcery, I could even scent the nu

Everyone has the same brown eyes and dark hair, and similar features on the face like Harry's. "Yes, I'm sorry, I'm staring like this". Harry laughs embarrassedly. "But I never met my parents, so I had no idea what my father looked like, but now I have an idea”. From here, the conversation takes a completely ordinary average human turn. Everyone sits down at the table and tells each other how their lives have taken shape. Nina finds pictures of my grandfather and of the brothers when they were younger. The conversation gradually turns to topics that no normal family would talk about, but which for a family of werewolves are a reality. We tell Harry about the witches, about how they have hunt

“Has any woman from your family gotten it before?” “There have been no direct female descendants from my family before me.” I answered, thinking back to my roots and the stories my mother used to tell me. “The Ravenclaw family has been known to give birth to one child and so far, all have been male. I am the first female, and now, I am thinking my own curse may be different.” “Or you might not get any curse,” Zachary said, holding my shoulders to keep me in one place. “And maybe your father will receive a miracle.”

I popped the p, "they're not." "Do they all go to this school?" She inquired. "Nope. Only the last and first Walker goes to this school. The first son who technically, is the fifth Grace, is a varsity student." "Interesting." She murmured. "How come you know much about this family? You're related or something?" She asked me. "I've been in Gryffindor long enough to know who's who, who's dating who and who married whom." I replied. "I'm family. They're my siblings. I'm an only girl."

"Yeah nothing huge, Grayson just planned it as he was leaving. I guess he wants to inform everyone of whats going on in-person" I nodded in agreement before I slipped back underneath the warm blankets and reached for the remote. True to her word, Brynn and I enjoyed a full day of nothing but movies and food. We were a quarter of a way through Harry Potter and the goblet of fire when Grayson walked through the bedroom door, his face held an amused expression as he arched one of his eyebrows at us. "So, this is what you two have done all day?", he asked. "No. We also watched the first three films in the franchise and took a house quiz. I'm a Slytherin and Laila's a Hufflepuff!", Brynn added tr

It had its palm open until it got to Hezell and wrapped itself around him. Terry had a smug smile on his face as he retracted his hands and pushed up his glasses. However, that smile faded when the fiery fist was quenched from the inside with water. Hezell raised the corners of his lips and sneered, "The Knot family is said to be one of the oldest witches to have ever lived, just like my family's. You'll be making a mockery of that legacy they left behind if that flimsy spell is all you can muster."

We headed toward the ballroom, occasionally stopping at photographs and portraits that seemed interesting hanging from the walls. "This is interesting," Luke said, gesturing to something other than a photograph or portrait. I went closer, interested in seeing what he was looking at. "It looks like some kind of family tree," I said, shifting my head to the side. "It seems like it," Luke said. "But why is King Alpha Xavier not added to the tree?" My father took a closer look. "I have seen this somewhere, but I can't remember where," my father said. "I'll see if I can find anything when we get home."

Alpha Brock informed us. “Can you bring her family to the packhouse after this is over? That is if it’s ok with you Alpha Nik.” I asked. Both Alpha’s looked at each other and both nodded. “I sure can.” Alpha Brock said. “Her mother might be able to narrow down where my mate might be. All the family might actually know more than they even realize.” I said. “Narrow down?” Alpha Brock and Alpha Nik both said in unison looking at me. “I will explain later. Right now, let’s focus on Harry Potter over there.” I said.

The baby was her number one priority. Harry had been focused entirely on Brooke. He hadn't seen Lily in a while and was grateful that she wasn't there to remind him of his parents. He had yet to talk to them. He didn't know what to say. He had been without a family for so long he didn't know what it was like to have one. He was relieved that his family were alive and he didn't want them disappearing again, but he also didn't want to face them. Seeing Lily was difficult enough, he didn't know how to cope with his parents. Every day he was pushing them out of his mind and cutting Brooke off whenever she tried to mention them. She had been talking to them on the phone, updating them and getting

After saying that, he actually pulled out a remote control from his pocket. Dad's expression changed dramatically; he recognized that remote. It was a detonator for a small high-energy particle collider my brother had developed! The collider was installed deep underneath the city. If it were detonated, the explosion would be powerful enough to level half the city! "Egor! No!" Dad and Mom screamed from below. But my brother seemed not to hear. He just gazed at the sky, his eyes full of childlike anticipation. "Jasmine loves sparkly things... Egor will make the brightest star in the world for her...