Ginny Weasley Pygmy Puff Novels & Stories

At first glance, the pigeon appeared much plumper compared to the pigeons in her world. "I'll go nearby to see if there are any herbs." Minee said to the young goblin bear, Henry, who was shaking his leg.

“What is so funny about Harry Potter?” “Do you know how much your mother loves Harry Potter? Those are her books.” She sets the book down and looks at me with disbelief. “No they’re not.” “Ask her. I promise you. I can tell you she is house HufflePuff and her patronus is a wolf. And she knew that before she knew of the magical world.” “Mine is a dog,” she replies and goes back to reading.

I kissed her hands and bowed my head in front of her as the burning in my eyes increased. "Auroraaaaa," Astonished by the loud echo of my name I faced the door to find a fuming Ginny, my only bridesmaid. Cladded in a purple shoulderless gown with a partial slit on the left side exposing her perfectly waxed leg, she was killing the day. "Didn't I warn you to not cry! See, you've smudged your mascara. " She stormed towards me. Ginny literally pulled me to the mirror and started setting my make-up again.

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

Sally I always knew werewolf children matured faster than human ones—I’m a werewolf myself so that information isn’t exactly hard to miss. Despite this, I’m shocked to see Gwyneth by the kitchen table mumbling my name in her baby voice. She is just a tiny pup, but her eyes are already filled with so much intelligence. Ashton, with a softness in his eyes reserved only for Gwyneth, lifts her up and places her on his hip. “I tried to get her to say mommy or daddy, but...she is quite stubborn.”

As she watched a animal appeared from behind one of the rocks and came to the broom to drink. At first glance it looked like a young goat with thick white hair on its body and horns on both sides of its head but on a closer look she realized that the hair was longer and there appeared to be what looked like wings at its sides. “What is that?” Goyre smiled in satisfaction at the wonder she heard in Phoenix’ voice. Even her eyes were wife in amazement as she took in the beauty of the sight before her. “That is a Gyat.” “Why does it look so much like a goat?”

“I am. I used to be in Class C until the last session when I came third behind Emerald and her Ken. Although Emmy spread a rumor that I fucked Mary Thompson to get here.” It was my turn to laugh. “You mean Ken as in Barbie Ken?” Her brown eyes lit up as she gave me a new look. “Ginny I think you and I might just become best friends. Pity his real name is Parker and not Ken." I rolled my eyes. “Yeah right, in your dreams. So is that Parker over there?” I used my gaze to indicate the tall dark-haired boy with hazel eyes surrounded by a group of other boys. They had the build of football players and guess what? The other girls in the class were staring off in their direction. There’s no way you

Craig smiles. "Yeah right" Aaron nods and I can't help but smile. "Oh, I forgot to mention, I brought your favourite.." Ginny voice trails off as she shove her hand into her bag to pull out this candy I used to love, made out of coconut and sugar. "We were planing to use that, the strong sweet smell to wake you up incase you were… like… you know" Hannah shrugs and earns a smack from ginny. I laugh. "We knew you'd be fine from the onset" Ginny waves her hand, before stretching it forward.

Although that ass of hers looked phenomenal in her leather leggings. She pulled away and nodded at the girl beside her. “This is my best friend Ginny. I think you guys met a while back at some of the old races.” “I remember,” I said. “Nice to see you, Ginny.” “You too,” she said. Her cheeks were bright pink. She was a cute little package with short brown hair, fair skin, and more freckles than a man could count. She looked everywhere but at me as I turned to Laina.

They cried in pain on the floor and for a moment, I was so dumbstruck that I didn't know what to do. Gina spun on her heels and ran towards us. She knelt beside our pup the moment she got rid of the frustrating space between them and hastily ran her hands around him, inspecting him panickingly. “What’s this? What's going on?” she asked, her voice breaking as she spoke. I glanced up in exasperation only to find the witch smiling amusedly. Her!