Harry Potter Fanfiction Potter Ancestral Home Novels & Stories

I haven't seen her since she ran out of the dining hall and Adal has been pacing restlessly in my mind, urging me to go search for her. "Okay. I'm sorry," I apologized and he stopped growling. "She is a full-grown adult, I'm sure she can ta....." I was in the middle of trying to make Adal reason with me when I felt a slight change in the air. I sensed an unknown energy bubbling in the air. All the supernaturals in the classroom felt it too and we all looked at each other questioningly. "What's going on, Lucian?" Jayden, the son of dad's gamma, Lorenzo, asked through the pack link and I gave him an 'I-don't-know' look.

They were unfathomable and seemed to hold eternal ice, making her feel uneasy. As they arrived at the Potter family residence, Debra marveled at its grandeur. They had been there before for the jewelry banquet, but with the hall cleared, the sheer size of the house became apparent. The Potters were a century-old clan, their wealth immense and their influence far-reaching. "Sir." A maid approached Jordan. "Are the guest rooms ready?" "Yes, as per Mr. Andrew Potter's instructions. If Ms. Frazier and Miss Mathis don't like the decor, we can rearrange it."

It was even larger than the Harper mansion, with thick stone walls and looming windows that seemed to watch her back. Her brows furrowed. “Where are we? Whose house is this?” This wasn’t what Jacob had promised. He’d mentioned a date after their task—a distraction, something light. Not… this. Not another dark detour into someone else’s secrets. Disappointment prickled in her chest. She had imagined soft candlelight, laughter, maybe stolen kisses under the stars. Not the haunting silhouette of a mansion that reeked of history and silence. Jacob’s voice broke through her thoughts, low and steady. “This was our ancestral house. It’s mine now.”

The Voice asked. "Get out of my head! Now." Azak grumbled. *** (Aurora) Aurora looked at her mom as if her mom had suddenly grew two heads and four more eyes. What the heck was she talking about? From long line of Witches and Wizards? So, what? She was like Harry Potter? She had always believed she was just a muggle, huh! "This is- it is not- it is stupid, mom."

“And my Anica is proof the family line is in no danger.” “That she is.” He raises his hands, and a faint spray of water spatters across his face a heartbeat later, conjured from nothing. “Apologies. The heat.” It is sweltering out here, but Xandra mentioned him taking any excuse to show off his magic. I nod like I understand. “You must miss home,” he says. “Our house was—” “Dun’s Crossing, I mean,” he interrupts with a sly smile. “You are from there, are you not? I know I could never survive away from even my manor as long as you have. How many years was it again?”

most especially my aunt was waiting really impatiently. "Finally! Can we leave now?" She asked sighing in relief. I nod my head in reply. I hugged Britney good bye. "You had better give me all the deets on you and Christian when you get back." She mumbles in my ear before I separated from her. My uncle whispered a spell opening up a portal to HUDRATS, that's the name of the school my family owns. It's a school for witches and wizard. And also anything supernaturally related. The school exists to help people learn their magic.

By the time I reached the living room, my parents were already waiting for me. “Let’s go.” I said looking at my mom and we started to Harry’s house. It’s not that much far. It’s walkable distance from my home. We reached his house and got down of the car. It’s a big building with a great entryway which looked like aisle with grass on either side of it. Everyone there was already waiting for us. I saw Harry along with them. He looked like a gentleman in his expensive suit. Granny welcomed us and we went inside.

It seems I'm in the long haul to battle with Clara's mother. "With her mother." I answered. He stalked my way taking a seat adjacent to me. He served himself a glass of bourbon. He sipped some and sighed. "I was under the impression that you would bring her here. That you would bring her home." "Home?" "Lincoln, no matter where you go, you will always come back here because this is the ancestral home of all the Bancrofts." He looked at the wall with painted portraits of every patriarch who has ever led this family. Mine is yet to go up there.

“Susi will take the house certificate and all proof of vehicle ownership. There's an intruder in the main house, sir." "Dammit. She is a parasite who took advantage of her position as my papa's second wife." An emotional Harry immediately walked towards the door and opened his room then went down the stairs and took something from the private office. Many waiters stood waiting for orders. The bodyguards who were ready with their respective weapons he placed in front of his bedroom door to guard Anna, while he asked two bodyguards to escort him to the main house. Harry could not remain silent, allowing others to enter the main house which was built painstakingly by his father and mother. Seve

This place had always reminded me of death. Even as a little girl, when my father had brought me here for the first time, an excitable ten year old girl, surrounded by my brother’s. Eager to see the Schmidtz family vault. The source of our powers, and a historic linage that could be traced back to the awakening of magic. I realised that this place was far from the fairytale tower of my dreams. Our family had held to the old ways. And it wasn’t until the fateful day that my father presented me at the Malificus Acus that I realised just what that meant.