Harriet Potter Novels & Stories

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pur

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

"Let's just bring The Hooded Demon with us... we don't have to kill him." Harriet struggled with that decision making, having a zero tolerance for the enemy and killed them when necessary. But this wasn't her decision to make with Phuture being the one who defeated him and won the battle. "Thank you for your assistance, Wangari." Harriet acknowledged Wangari, the spirit of The Shrine. "I'm not in my prime anymore so I would've been killed without you... and without Phuture." Wangari approached The Divine Goddess for a hug before leaving, thanking her for assisting with keeping Harriet alive. She congratulated her for defeating The Hooded Demon, hoping it would help with boosting her confiden

I believed she was weak, breakable, and easy to discard. But now? Now she was connected to the Harrisons. Now she had leverage. Now she had a name that carried weight—Harrison. That name burned in my thoughts. FreyaHarrison. The missing daughter. The golden child. The key to power Malum had been chasing for years. Freya didn’t even know it yet—not fully. And that ignorance was the only reason she was still breathing comfortably, still smiling hopefully at Malum like a fool who believed affection meant safety.

And no sooner did the thought reel in my head when the door creaked open and Harriet walked in, crying. Goddess. Not the tears again. That was Hariett's very own key to fine tuning my heart into doing his biddings. And sometimes it worked on Harrietta too. I just hoped it'd work right now cause the day was going to be a long one. And I really didn't want to spend it trying to pamper two stubborn two year olds. “M-mummy….” Harriet sobbed, hugging my legs. “Harietta doesn't want to give me her present.”

That was when I focused on practicing magic… First, I spent a month learning magic from Harriet. As the one-hundred-and-thirty-five-year-old witch, she had more than enough knowledge to become my mentor. I put every single ounce of my energy into studying, and when Harriet decided she had reached the limit of what she could teach me, she sent me to her old mentor, Sadako.

He then handed me a file which I took. I opened it and my eyes fell on a familiar stunning woman. She was simply just beautiful. My definition of perfection. I shrugged these thoughts away and concentrated on the informations about her. Her name's Thea Gonzalez, she's only twenty one. She's the adopted daughter of Rafael. She's not Mexican but American. Her adopted mother's died a year after she was taken in, she's been raised by Rafael alone until I killed him then she was taken in by her uncle. Nice.

KIARAS POV It’s been two months now since I arrived here at the White Haven Coven. Though, it definitely has felt longer. My first week here was tough trying to just fit in. There are definitely some witches and warlocks that made it their life’s mission to make me miserable. What gets me the most is that it’s mainly adults that have an issue with me. Aunt Karina told me to ignore them. That they are just jealous because I can tap into magic no one else can without using dark magic which would also cause them to lose their powers a lot faster. Not for me because dark magic was used to create me, so I get all the benefits and as far as we know, none of the downfall. Eventually, I lost my temp

The baby immediately started sucking it, Jacob felt relief as he saw the baby dozing off in sleep after being exhausted from crying so long. "Since how long you have been hungry baby?" He sighed and rubbed his little head just than his brother entered the kitchen revealing the identity of the woman who was killed. "We have found her identity." "Who is she?" Jacob asked as he very slowly straddle baby in his arms who has finished his milk bottle. "Emma Elsie Harriet." BOOM

I say. “How about we meet for breakfast and then maybe go for a walk? I can show you around the Pack grounds,” she says. Agreeing, I reluctantly release her hands. As I turn to walk away, I see tears start to form in her eyes. I can’t look back or I won’t be able to leave. Lily POV