Gryffindor Description Novels & Stories

“So, these are the best colors.” And who am I to argue with such flawless logic? This isn’t a Muggle house, after all. We matched the rest of the house to those colors, and the mantelpiece in the living room even boasts a Gryffindor crest because the red and gold reminded us of the common room.

Red and gold banners hung in the top two towers with an emblem that I guessed was the schools. “Holy shit, I’m at Hogwarts,” Not realizing I said that out loud. “Only better,” she whispered in my ear, making me jump. “Come let me show you why it’s better. I looked at the grounds and school in awe. All of the students had black and white uniforms with a gold seal on the shirt. The girls wore checkered skirts with white blouses, and gray stockings. While the boys were in black slacks, a white button up and a red and black striped tie.

Not only were they popular, they were the most handsome of all the guys in Gryffindor. To think they where my brothers. I shrugged it off, like it was some forbidden thought. "Gryffindor is made from a long line of royalties. It's like a generational thing." I told her. "I'm mostly confused about it myself." "I'm sure I won't get confused." She replied, doing the high plank . "You've met walker?" I asked her. "I have. We technically bumped into each other in the worst ways ever." She replied. I grinned, knowing what walker was capable of.

"You're a potterhead?" "Yup," he nodded eagerly as he finished his ice cream. "Oh really?" she smiled, glad that she had found a kindred soul within him already. "Of what house?" "Gryffindor," he replied, smiling widely. "And you?" Marwan wouldn't have any idea what Gryffindor meant or what it meant to be a potterhead. She began to compare the two men in her head, weighing their attitudes and likeness to each other. They were wholly opposite and she couldn't for the life of her think about how to choose one over the other.

Gunshots ring, but none of them even touch the creature because of the shield. "That's a griffin! From the Witches guild..." I say as realization dawns on me. The griffin, the shield, the vines! "Holy crap!" I yelp. "Those two called the witches." It makes so much sense because now as the shield surrounding the griffin shatters, I can see two people sitting on its back. Both men are dressed in the uniforms given in the Guild, and one man jumps off the back of the griffin to engage the guards with various protection spells.

The girl is gorgeous until she sneers at me, her eyes looking me up and down. "Watch where you are going!" She shouts in the most dramatic way possible. "And what are you wearing? If you are a student, you need to wear the color of your house. Aren't you sorted yet?" "Sorted?" I ask. Two other girls are glaring at me from behind the blonde girl, clearly her little minions. They all wear the same blue cheerleading clothes, and blondie got pointy ears—definitely Fae. "At Magic Academy, there are four houses; each one represents an element—as you can see, we all belong in the house of water. It values beauty, but beauty doesn't seem important to you since you're wearing those clothes."

Madelyn looks at me and I smile at her, making her blush. “So, what movie are we watching?” I ask taking the focus off of her. “Well, I think my mate needs to learn what it means to be a Gryffindor, don’t you?” Maeve asks. “Harry Potter it is! I’ll make the popcorn,” I say, showing Madelyn where to sit and grabbing a blanket off a chair to give to her. I don’t know if she’s still cold, but in case she is, I want to make sure she’s warm.

James coughed due to the dust "I don't know, probably decades ago" Roman laughed opening the book "so what exactly are we looking for?" He stares at me "I don't really know, maybe a creature with red eyes i guess " i say and we all go towards the table as Roman goes through the book. "Is this what you are looking for?" He points at a creature on the book. "One of the qualities of a grifyn is red and blue eyes, it skinshifts at its will" roman reads out and I shake my head

Said a friend who wore a name tag on chest that read 'Dirly team-3'. "Since earlier, why haven't I seen Alfred?" Harry asked surprised, even though he was looking for Alfred's figure he couldn't find in sight. In his heart he wondered if it was because of his friend's small figure that it was difficult to find him in this crowd. "Well, Alfred doesn't line up here, but There!” Grace replied, reminding Harry who forgot what Alfred said before parting with the group. "Oh yeah, that's right." Harry ended the observation activities that he had been doing for a while. Maybe because he couldn't wait to get to know his new friends. Also because he is the hyperactive type, extrovert and really likes

"The map you are carrying is inaccurate. All the buildings on the campus keep shifting their positions for some technical reason you wouldn't understand. It's not very difficult for a newcomer to get lost. You've probably come inside the wrong building." "I see... since I am lost, can you tell me where can I find this Hybrid-Skill section." "Hmm, there are a total of 140 departments on the entire campus, but as far as I can remember none of their names matches with the one you mentioned." "Eh..." Creed looked at him dumbfounded. "But my friend told me that—" "What's your name, kid?" Raymond interrupted him. "I am Creed Gryffon." "Hmm... Gryffon," Raymond eyed him top to down."Let's go for a