Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Arcturus Black Wizengamot

I knew I wasn’t ready to give up on everything I had with Stephen, hell, it was barely a day old, yet there was no way I could deny that there was an unavoidable spark between Arthur and I. Arthur had noticed my wound hadn’t healed, it was only a matter of time before he found out that I had no wolf. A small shiver of anxiety washed over me, the pack run was in two days.

"My lord?" Nyxar turned his gaze toward the bleeding face of the Blood Moon. "That exact pathetic emotion is why Arcturus managed to defeat me all those centuries ago." His crimson eyes narrowed into lethal slits. "And that is precisely why I will personally erase every single trace of it from this world." He stretched out a massive, clawed hand into the air. The surrounding shadows violently swirled together, rapidly condensing into the shape of a colossal, monstrous wolf made entirely of living darkness. Its massive eyes burned brighter than a raging inferno.

“Oh, she might have been drained with everything going on. No problem.” “If you’re done eating, you should take her food to her,” her mom instructed one of the girls in the room. “No, Mom. I will take it to her.” Arita interrupted. I smiled, knowing everything was working out as I had planned. Minutes later, we were already outside the field where she usually trained. Arita stood in the middle while I cast chants and spells. The cloud rumbled again. This time it was darker than before. The darkness was way too much that it got noticed not to be ordinary. It was a clear indication that it was black magic, the highest spell of black magic.

Kael’s jaw tightened. Harry chuckled low, stepping closer to me. “Good, tell them, own it. You are not their doll to control. You are fire, and fire cannot be caged.” Headmistress Morwen slammed her staff against the floor, magic crackling in the air. “Enough!” she roared. “Aria Blackwell, you are hereby—” “Try it,” Harry cut in, his tone soft but deadly. The air in the hall froze. Even Headmistress Morwen stood still,her eyes narrowed at him.

And I, Aria Blackwood, would take back what was mine. The plan began to form, simple and terrible. Destroy the runes. Break the altar. Stop the ritual. The night held its breath. I smiled into the dark. ****

As we prepared for battle, Arcturus approached me, his yellow eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity. "Princess Bianca," he said, his voice low and mysterious. "I have a secret to share with you. A secret that will change the course of our battle, and perhaps our lives forever." I raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "What is it, Arcturus?" He glanced around, ensuring we were alone. "I am not just a werewolf, Princess. I am a magical wolf, sent by the Moon Goddess herself to aid you in this battle." My eyes widened in awe. "The Moon Goddess? Why would she choose you for this task?"

He threatened that his mate would hunt me down and kill me, and I would wish I had never crossed him. I just laughed at him. Bellatrix will get what's coming to her when the time is right. He screamed at me that I had better leave his mate alone. I just laughed at him. While Silas is still being detained, Artemis pushes forward and calls for a portal that will take Silas to Blackford. When the portal opens, a man that is easily 7ft is standing on the other side. He says his name is Beckett Archer and he is the warden of Blackford. Artemis explains everything to him about Silas and what's happened. Archer uses some kind of magic I've never seen before. He binds Silas with his magic and takes

That she forgave him and accepted his apologies only added to his happiness. *** Hermione's heart swells with contentment as she savors the satisfaction of achieving her long-awaited desires. Amidst the dense foliage of the forest, Artemis emerges, her once pristine attire now drenched in crimson. Every step she takes is a struggle, her body wracked with pain, and her loyal wolf companion gasps for air beside her. She stood there, lost and unsure of her next move. Her mind was in turmoil as she grappled with her emotions. Suddenly, a realization hit her like a ton of bricks - she wanted to forgive Blake and accept his apologies.

"You and your wolf have to agree now." "Mother!" Ophelia should. "Combustum!" her palm is directed and Ophelia and fires engulf her. "Mother!" the dark witch screeches. The fires go way up to the roof and open the roof. I go on my knee and shake as the poison burns in my lungs. "Arsen," Corey is in human form and next to me. "Step aside, beta." the old witch is in front of us. "Make your choice. We don't have time. I'm using a lot of energy without help."

The, 'we are mates' card, and I will not stand for that bull crap. He walks towards me, and when he is in front of me, he mutters the unexpected, "As the Alpha of Aquarious Waters, I'm asking you, Quinnzel O'Conner, future Luna of these people, to work with me here, please." he begs. I almost break out in a laugh, but I smile it away, biting my lower lip to suppress my laugh. He smiles with me, and then suddenly, the room gets cold. When I look at Lucinda, her eyes are purple, I look at Arthur, pulling him close to me, but I think that set her off, because I suddenly hear her bones crackling, dislocating and forming all weird shapes that shouldn't exist, but that isn't the last bit of it.