Harry Potter Fanfiction Magical Prodigy Novels & Stories

"Her name is Yolanda." "Maria, do you mean..." "Yes, the last student of your mentor, the one many hailed as a prodigy, Yolanda." "Yolanda?" I wondered. "That's right," Ethan continued. "Yolanda was incredibly talented even at a young age, and her potential was highly regarded. And…… she's also my niece." "Wait." I recalled something. "Harry mentioned that he could live among people as an ordinary person because there was a magician casted a spell on him. He said that magician might be one of your relatives, either a cousin or a niece."

She seemed excited and was giving me an expectant look. As if there was anything more that I can give her! I simply smiled at her politely as I don’t even have the right words to say to her. I want to die. I want to crawl into a hole and hide. Someone, please bury me so I can avoid embarrassing myself even further. This girl is not my sister. She’s a blonde Hermione Granger. ‘Master?’ Custard came to my side and poked my hand. ‘Not now, buddy. I’m devastated. My sister is a fricking genius to master the use of magic before me! She’s on her way to Hogwarts while I have to stay in the basement!’

"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.