Harry Potter Amelia Bones Novels & Stories

"I think we can start introductions while we wait for Professor McGonagall. Hello, Mr. Potter. My name is Amelia Bones, and I am the Director of the Department of Magic Law Enforcement. These are two of my Aurors, Master Auror Alastor Moody and Trainee Auror Nymphadora Tonks." Director Bones said, introducing herself and her Aurors, gesturing to each one when introduced. Moody gave the boy a grunt together with a nod, and Tonks gave him a wave with a smile, her hair quickly changing from pink, to red, back to pink when her name was said. Larry watched the woman's hair change color on its own with wide eyes. Director Bones noticed that and chuckled. "Noticed that, didn't you? Auror Tonks here

Her mind became numb, she went rigid and she clasped Vargauz’s arms tightly. “Hello,” it hissed. “What are you doing here?” Its long, bony fingers moved in the air. “What do you want?” said Vargauz as he brought his hands forward and sparks of magic and purple electricity crackled in between them. Its leathery wings rustled as it lifted off the ground. Amelia’s eyes became wide with fear. Everything that happened in the world of fantasy was happening in her life and that too on this night? “I want that girl,” it said as it gestured at Amelia with its bony fingers. “She belongs to me.”

“Alex might not be the right choice for our Emma. Don't push her into a marriage you might regret yourself.” “Doris i know you have the ability of sensing Evil. But Alex is Emma childhood friend. You can't decide people characters because your instincts don't like them.”Luna Mitchell said standing up. “You were unable to sense your own evil. Don't ruin my day please.”she hissed silently and left the living-room. Aunt Doris face went pale at the last word but she couldn't say a word. Her life wasn't perfect and she understand what Mitchell was on about.

My hair standing on the back of my neck. "Brene," Ben shifts, walking toward me. "Someone is at the cemetery, gathering magic. I think your Amelia is here." My mouth dries. I dash to the door and wrench it open. "Where are you going?" Nora calls after me. "It's Amelia. She's here...in the cemetery." I throw over my shoulder. My shoes slap against the floor as I run. Shit, shit, shit. Amelia. She must be here to do the spell and increase the potency by being closer. God, she has always been smart.

Amelia Maven stares at me and then walks around his desk and crouches in front of me so he can look into my eyes. He grabs my hand and asks, “Are you okay?” I clear my throat and ask, “How? I was an only child.” He breathes out as he says, “Apparently not.” “Who is this girl?” “Her name is Penelope Fox. She was part of the Supernatural Academy and recently got with the Moon Stone Pack.”

It's worthwhile to use an insignificant memory for a life, isn't it? But why does her heart hurt so much? Amelia thought so. After a while, she finally nodded with difficulty. "I do, please save him." Charlotte looked at Amelia in pity and nodded. She turned around and took out the castor root from a wooden box and began to cast the spell. Amelia watched Charlotte's movements without moving, her eyes moving back and forth with her hand. She guessed that Charlotte's identity was unusual. She was probably a witch. But she didn't care, she just wanted Alex to wake up.

I guess she only agreed to move in with me in London, but if my place there also becomes her place then wouldn't that apply to all of the other properties I own? "Thank you for telling me to wear comfortable shoes" Amelia says sweetly as we begin our stroll. We aren't going to be walking for long, but we'll be spending the majority of the day on our feet so the last thing she needs to be wearing is uncomfortable shoes. The warm weather of June allows for Amelia to wear one of those dresses that I love. This one she's picked out I've never seen before; it's green with tiny white flowers dotted all across it, tying together in a thin bow on her hip. She assured me before we left that it's not

Mia's POV "Yeah," I grinned at her. "Now please someone tell me what is going on? How did everyone get here?" "There is little time for that," Amelia said, a scary amount of hope alight in her eyes. "Alpha King Hazel has gone mad and he is turning people left and right corrupted." I could see that everyone was surprised to hear this. But the forest itself whispered to me that she spoke the truth. "But he also has a way to cure the corruption. It is a wand in beneath his throne."

"I'm ready." Since Amelia wasn't a wolf shifter, we traveled by car through the night, eventually reaching a small cabin tucked in the woods. I followed Amelia to a mysterious mage who promised to try and bring Daphne back from the dead, my heart pounding anxiously with every step. She knocked twice, and a moment later, an elderly man opened the door. The mage was dressed in simple robes and had a kindly face. His eyes were filled with wisdom and understanding as he looked at us. Without saying a word, Amelia handed him the slim book she had brought along with her. The mage nodded in recognition before inviting us inside.

Amid the heated argument, there was a sudden knock on the office door. "We found the final piece of the victim's skull. It's in the Ames Forest on Amaron Mountain." There was a pregnant pause in the office once those words fell. After all, the Ames Forest was where Dad had died. Nevertheless, my mother was quick to regain her composure. She tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and said, "Just you guys wait. I'll reconstruct the victim's face perfectly and prove that Ariana is nothing but a liar!