Harry Malfoy Novels & Stories

I thought I looked good in the mirror, the best I've looked for weeks due to him! He runs back down the stairs holding a black box in his hands, it looked big enough to hold a necklace or a watch maybe. He opens it to reveal a necklace in the shape of a heart, from where I was standing it looked like the heart had diamonds going around the edges. That wouldn't have been cheap, hopefully, it hasn't come off a dead person, wow dark Freya. "You look incredible, this necklace will just tie it all together" he smiles taking it out of the box instructing me to turn around, I do as I'm told while he puts the necklace around my neck clasping it.

But these past few years, the Middle Region Magic Academy's' previous results could only be described as bad. The rank bottom in all the academies resource ranking. Although in power ranking, the Middle Region Magic Academy ranks higher. That was because of the appearance of two individuals. One is the son of the famous magician from the Seeker Association and from a prestigious family, known as Almond Amulet." Almina's eyes twitched from the name. This name was of course very familiar to her, after all, It was her big brother.

Ranulf said to her. And just as he was about to finish his sentence, Maven a black-winged creature who was built like a man appeared to us. He has a broken horn on his head and was half-naked just like Ranulf though his body was more on the slender and creepy side of grayish color. "My Kings..." he said bowing to Ranulf and myself. "Maven, thank you. Your queen here would like to speak to you." Ranulf stated as she was looking at me, telling me in her eyes that she was not comfortable with the queen thing.

I asked. He hesitated, but I pushed my claw in deeper, grabbing on his arms, pulling hard. "Argh! Stop! Please just stop!" He pleaded. " If you want me to, then you better start talking!" I warned. "They said his name is Malcolm, a powerful sorcerer from the south! They said he was so powerful he could hide himself under the shadows of the night, so no one would know when he would attack. He always caught his victims unaware." He paused, then continued.

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

I didn’t need to look up when I saw those boots. I already knew who it was. Malcom Adal. Built like a boulder. Smelled like ego and aggression. He bent down, scooping up my dented canteen with deliberate slowness. "Well, well," Malcom drawled. "If it isn’t the dainty cursed princess herself. Done fainting I see." I stiffened. This was the only class I shared with the boys. Politics. Now this boy called Malcom, he was pure evil. He didn't just hurt people. He took pride in the pain he caused.

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.