Harry Potter Diadem Novels & Stories

Victoria froze for a beat before she narrowed her eyes at me. "What's gotten into you? What are you plotting now?" Lucas looked just as confused. "Avery, you said you loved the ring," he said with a frown. I smiled. Taking Victoria's hand, I murmured, "Mom's right. Honestly, all the presents we've given her before were too small. This ring fits her much better." Lucas blinked, thrown. "I had this custom-made for you. It's one of a kind—"

The blade itself shimmered with a sharp, glasslike surface that bled into shadow at the edge. Beside it, wrapped in aged velvet, lay a scroll case etched in ancient High Script. Symbols I’d seen in my dreams. And above all, hovering within a suspended ring of light— A silver diadem. It pulsed softly, like it was alive. Then I stared at it, “I’ve seen that before,” I whispered. “In your visions?” Dorian asked. I nodded. “The Moon Queen wore it.” Dorian studied the artifacts with a soldier’s eye. “These were sealed here. Protected. Someone didn’t want them found.”

Dwyne has a part in this ticket too. “That Harry Potter Book Collections, and that heart-shaped necklace, miss” Dwyne said to the counter lady. I was surprised when he picked what I want—the Harry Potter Book Collections. I can't help but looked at him with confusion. The woman gave what Dwyne said. “Thank you for coming, sir, ma'am” the girl said. Dwyne nod and smiled, but being a bitch me, I just rolled my eyes at her. “Oh, this is for you” Harvey said and handed me the necklace and the Harry Potter Book Collection.

He says, already steeling himself for another bomb. And it comes in the form of a smile from Marle. “The one stolen was a fake and is currently in the diadem atop the female Alpha Azura’s head. The real one is hidden in your vault and requires the eyes of a true Alpha heir of Xamnir’s to find it.” She says and walks out. “Always something,” I murmur again, and Kai lets out an exhausted sigh. “Always something,” he repeats, and the both of us walk out of Dimitri’s study, knowing another issue will become a major one.

It took a while for everyone’s emotions to settle down. “How do I know he is who you say he is?” Cornelius asked with great difficulty. “Your majesty will surely recognize this.” Mira took the pendant Jack had given her. Cornelius, Baldwin, Matthew and Harry stared unblinkingly at the pendant which was a small glass bottle with a dried lily flower. They knew all too well what it was…All the heirs of Zumerong would carry it on their person. Cornelius and Baldwin had seen it with Alexander while Matthew and Harry had seen it with Jerome.

Sanctioned means no one touches you—unless someone higher says they can. Caelric steps closer. “Where is the token.” The attacker’s eyes flick down, terrified. Soryn’s grip tightens, and the man whimpers. “Pocket—inside—” Caelric reaches in and pulls out something small. Metal. A coin-sized medallion. Even from across the room I can see the etching—too clean, too official. A crown shape. A vertical line through it like a blade. My blood turns cold. Caelric’s face doesn’t change, but his eyes harden into something I’ve only seen right before people disappear.

It probably wouldn't have been ideal for anyone else, and hell, Nikki may hate me for not making more of a production out of it, but either way, I stuck my hand into my pocket. She focused on our son, yet I knew the moment she saw the diamond that glittered in the white-gold setting. I heard the gasp seconds before she moved her fingers to her mouth. When she pulled back enough for me to see her eyes, radiant blues and deep greys feathered from her pupils, and tears pooled, threatening to cascade down her cheeks. I hated to see her cry, but this was when she was the most beautiful...when she was vulnerable.

He had set a royal blue high heel strap sandals, alongside a silver purse and jewelries. "Do I really need to wear jewelries?" Starr asked Magnus as she began to towel her body and apply cream. He nodded affirmatively. "It is the icing on the cake Boo," he told her as he began to stuff things he presumed she was going to need, including a condom. Star wasn't paying attention to what he was doing, so she took no notice as she got dressed and got ready.

Sekora asked herself sweating profusely. “Hello Sekora, my name is Dejon Dordez and this is yours.” She said, levitating the necklace to a very shocked and excited Sekora. The necklace was a blue ball with two small bars on two sides with a cone on top and a cone attached to the bottom and the right hand bar. The chain that hanging off the top was silver. “How do you know my name and what am I suppose to do with this?” Asked Sekora, catching the necklace in her hand.

Erik then starts walking again through the sinuous trail between the piles and hills of old stuff. After four more minutes of walking, Erik turns right in a crossroad and stops abruptly. Glaring at the dead end of the trail. The group is confused with the sudden stop. Susan quickly catches what he is looking at. There, at the end of the trail, above an old cabinet, was a faceless mannequin bust. And on its head, glowing in both their senses with a mass of disgusting black tentacles, is a silver tiara encrusted with blue jewels. No. Not a tiara. A diadem… Ravenclaw's Diadem. With righteous anger bubbling inside her chest, Susan yells.