Golden Harry Potter Novels & Stories

“Harry.” “Tell me that you’re glad to see me,” Harry’s appearance was, as always, dramatically beautiful. Tall, lean, broad shouldered, and dressed with an effortless elegance that Meguitte could never reproduce, their hair was a waist length, silky straight dyed golden curtain. From behind she might have mistaken Harry for Talen, though Talen had not worn his hair that length since his time in Alden whilst he had been grieving Gera, and Talen tended more to denim and flannelette than designer wear.

“I’m sorry, but we don’t have any girl in this class with silver hair.” “Huh?” The word slipped out before I could stop it. I glanced back at John, then leaned forward. “My son—Harry, he’s in this class and he swears there’s a little girl with silver hair. He said she sits by the window and he even tried talking to her, but she wouldn’t respond.”

But once again, they were completely disappointed and defeated by my reaction — or rather, my total lack of reaction. I looked calmly at the sparkling stones resting around her neck, acknowledging them briefly, and then slowly shifted my gaze straight into her eyes with absolute calmness and coldness. "It suits you perfectly, Miss Rios," I answered her softly, calmly, and completely expressionless, nodding my head slightly as if I was genuinely complimenting her appearance. "Green is definitely your color, and the design is quite classic and beautiful indeed. I am glad Lucas finally found someone who appreciates and wears it better than I ever could."

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

While speaking, James reached out to Harper and cast Waltraud Light toward her. Surrounded by the potent force, Harper spread her arms and slowly ascended into the air with great excitement. She gradually transformed, emerging in a purple-gold robe and a black-and-white jade belt. The dashing red cloak resting on her shoulders exuded a mighty aura. Morgott widened his eyes and exclaimed, “Wow! You’ve really become a deity! You even have a twenty-five-tassel crown.” Harper raised her gaze and looked up at the crown on her head. Twenty-five rows of tassels hung from her crown, each with forty-nine diamonds shining brightly.

What is he saying? Mrs. Logan places a hand on her waist, glaring at Harry. "And you are?" "Harold Topher Ellis, ma'am." "Harold...Topher...Ellis?" "Yes, ma'am." Harry nodded. "That guy in Zenith!?" I heard a girl inside the room screamed. "Holy! The youngest of them all!?" Another has shouted, as the rest of the girls in this classroom had pulled out their phones and flashes of camera had greeted the celebrity.

"Okay, then. Harry, correct me If I'm wrong, are you a werewolf? Care to tell me now, I'm dying of curiosity." Harry proceeded to provide his theory. He knows about his bloodline for that matter but was not entirely convinced of its likelihood not until their experience at the Lamia where in his mind he shifted into his wolf form and fought the Lamia. He never thought he could shift as such but it happened on his own illusion. He knew his bloodline could do many wonders but being one of the Golden Royalty lineages was way more surprising. He knew it from what Lanah and Chaney told him when the two ended up telling him about their doubts and when he told them about his theory of him being a w

"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?"

I got out of the car and threw my coat on the back seat of it. " Let's get your frustration out. " Harry said. " What are you planning? " I asked. " Something which could bring my brother back. " He smirked evilly. We went in. A troop of hot girls welcomed us. The hall was filled with VIP personalities. They covered their dark side secret from the world and made hay while in the sunshine. This spoiled richies with double personalities were the biggest black spot of the world. We were the same in the dark and the day.

She was left looking at their back when she saw Ibrago looked at her again coldly. "What's his thing!? He can't even hide his disgust! Oh, Lord now this makes me more nervous being in this place, it was just another prince, what more with the king and queen," she said at the back of her mind while she let out a deep sigh. "My Prince Ibrahil!" That enchanting sweet voice came from a graceful lady that looks exactly like a goddess, with long dark brown hair that almost hit the ground with a robe silver and dew. Wearing that tall golden crown designed with different fine jewels. She also has that leaf-shaped pointed ears just like Ibrahil when he changed into something powerful. She stood up fr