Harry Potter Diadem Novels & Stories

The silver chain and pendant rested in his palm, so small and dainty in comparison. “This belonged to your mother.” His voice was extra gravely. Jada gasped, reaching forward to cradle the piece of jewelry. She and Hakeem looked at one another, both worried for some odd reason. I sat forward in my seat and eyed the bit of metal hanging at the center. It was an oval with a circle at the center, and a strange curvy bit at the bottom. It almost looked like an eye—oh. The Eye of Horus. “That’s the symbol for the Eye of Horus, isn’t it?” I blurted.

She carried a small velvet box in her hands. “You didn’t have to call me that,” I teased, smiling faintly. “I know,” she said, grinning back. “But I wanted to be the first.” She held out the box. Inside was a delicate crown, silver and moonstone, its centerpiece shaped like a crescent moon cradling a single tear-shaped crystal. “The crown,” I murmured, touching it reverently. Mira nodded. “Forged from the same silver used for the boundary stones. It’s said to protect against dark magic.”

There is no need to acknowledge them beyond replying to any questions or requests. The witch comes up from behind me. I see her blue dress in the mirror and the gold sash designating her as the one to lead me down the aisle. In her hand is my tiara, a diadem of bright sapphires that will not only hold my veil but amplify my powers when the time comes. "You may place it on my head," I take a seat, closing my eyes so that I can be surprised by the full effect. The tiara is heavy as it sits on my head. I feel a slight pinch as the combs are pinned into place to make sure it is secure.

Lowering my gaze, I faced the box and what I saw made me jerk on King Zeddicus's arm. “Easy, easy,” he said. It was an emerald tiara with three stones at the top. It's not big but it was the perfect size for my head as Alpha Zeddicus took it from me and wearing it on my head, I felt the adorable thing. “Mirror,” he said and another maid came forward bearing a small basket. She opened it and took out a mirror, when I extended my hands to collect it, she moved it away, using her own hand to hold the mirror in front of me so I could make use of it.

"Your Highness! You forgot this." Madin had seized a silver tiara that symbolized the royal consort. The tiara was shaped like small-crystalline vines. Crystals decorated the tiara in the shape of leaves. In the middle of the tiara was an extinct sunstone, which shone in a golden glow despite its status. Sidistir grabbed the tiara and looked satisfied at it. His consort would undoubtedly look handsome in it. Akana may look peculiar, but he was no doubt beautiful to look at. Although he seemed strangely unaware of it...

Kaizen took the glass from him and sniffed under his nose and indeed it was a monkhood fixed with wolf-bane, the deadliest form of poison for a werewolf. “Do you know what this means?” Azrael stated but was interrupted when the loud sound of resonating feet bore their ears before Alpha Oizys burst into the room with Lucien hot on his trail. He entered the room and went directly to the corpses lying on the bed with a stoic look and after a quick examination, he sharply pivoted to the Sages with a more rigid look. “What is the meaning of this?” he polled, his stern eyes tramping every face of the Sages.

he replied lowering his head. "Listen to me carefully, I know you four have a lot many questions in your head, I will definitely answer them all one by one, first of all, you need to understand the exact situation," Henry said pointing to the four youngsters...Mars, Olivia, Zenia and Marcus. four of them nodded... "what I am going to tell you now is more fascinating than your imagination..." Henry continued... "Draco has a backup of his powers stored in his crown. The person who wears the crown will automatically get his powers." he meticulously enchants the crown with his all powers, long before the attack"

I flipped the last page of the magazine before I raised my head on the person who just entered. "Greetings your Highness," he greeted before he slightly bowed. I offered him a seat before I closed the magazine and gave him a bright smile. "It's been a while Duke Richmond," I said. "You've been busy for how many weeks your Highness, how's your plan?" he asked before sipping the tea I've prepared for him. "Actually, the reason why I called because I wanted to ask about the situation of Hades," I answered. "You were right your Highness, he wanted to buy the tiara. He offered me three hundred million gold bars in exchange of that," he says giving me the envelope with documents.

The denial hangs precariously on my tongue, waiting to be let loose. “You don’t have to worry about not fitting in, because my maids and butlers will be there as well. The head maid will prepare a maid’s outfit for you to wear, and you can stand on guard or help nobles with their tasks. It is important to me to keep tabs on any rival companies. You, Nadia, are the only one I can trust with this information. As a reward, I will hike your pay by three times, and you can borrow my Magical Essences journal.” “Um, Master Thelowar, I think that this is still a bad idea.” I held my fingers tight as a traitorous thought crossed my mind.