Harry Potter Feast Table Novels & Stories

It was partly true, she had no wish to attend the feast but she had to meet all the top ten heiresses in the competition, finding someone was always easier at a feast. " I don't want him to set his sights on you" Draco said finally Erada pecked his cheeks " You're worrying too much, asides from little Zephyr, I haven't met any of your family, I would love to meet him " **** In the evening.. Edwina supervised the rest of the maids as they added finishing touches to the table, even though the feast had been planned in a hurry, everything was prepared to perfection. Erada walked in , she admired the elaborate design, crystal wine glasses sparkled brilliantly and there were lots of gourmet dishe

Her steps echoed softly on the tiles. Finally, he opened a large double door. “After you,” he said. She hesitated… then stepped inside. And froze. There was a long dining table in the center of the room, decorated with expensive plates and silverware. The table was filled with food — warm food, freshly cooked, steaming in the air. Rice. Pasta. Grilled chicken. Fruits. Soup. Bread. Everything laid out neatly like a holiday feast. Isadora blinked, confused. She turned toward him slowly.

They grabbed some cold strawberries, some thick white cream, and a bottle of sweet honey. They did not sit in the kitchen. Sarah led him to the grand dining room. It had a giant table made of dark, heavy wood. It was long enough for twenty people. Above the table was a giant glass light that looked like ice. "Sit here," Sarah commanded. She sat on top of the dark wood table. She opened her legs. Leo stood between her knees. He looked at the food and then at her. "We should eat the fruit, Sarah. I'm hungry."

Aurora added, lifting a tray too. He smiled in response as they headed out of the kitchen to the dining area. They met Arthur and the boys chatting about random things while they set up the table. After they were done setting up the table, they opened the serving pots and saw different kinds of meals prepared. They had pasta, fried rice, potatoes, porridge, chicken, bacon, steak, and so many others. The table was filled up, leaving Arthur in awe. “Are we celebrating something?” He asked, raising his head to look at Theo.

There was no reason to keep them in a cell anymore. We reached the entrance to the Great Hall. The room was massive, dominated by several long tables. At the very end, on a raised platform, was the high table. Fenris was already there. He was sitting in a chair that looked like it had been carved out of a single, giant oak. He looked casual. One arm was propped on the table, the other hand digging into a bowl. He was tossing something—nuts or berries—into his mouth with a rhythmic flick of his wrist.

~YULIA I felt uneasy as I followed everyone to the large dining hall while Albus quietly walked beside me. What did he mean by expecting the unexpected? My life was full of the unexpected anyway so what was making me uneasy? The dining hall was large and spacious with chandeliers decorating the very high ceiling. The table was the strangest I had ever come across. I had no idea what material of wood it was made with. “Obsidian,” Albus said as if reading my mind. “Very fragile though,” He added as he took a seat. The obsidian table was very long and I was certain it would take a lot of people.

“Giving up was only for the weak! Mr Right was just in the corner, we would meet soon after My Lady found her one true love!” I breathed a sigh of relief when Nora’s enthusiasm returned. She looked like an anime character that has a fiery aura. **** The long oak table stood at the center of the spacious dining room. The three golden candelabras placed as one of the table decors reminded me of a character in a famous fairy tale. Different delicacies from roasted boar to apple filled turnovers lined beautifully. Did Count Viscar think that were beasts? Nevermind, he was right. These gentlemen gobbled the meat like there was no tomorrow. Seriously, do they have another chamber in their stomach?

⸻ The Banquet Hall The grand doors opened with a creak as the girls stepped into the banquet hall. It was a sight straight from a fantasy — candlelight flickered from a thousand chandeliers, casting golden halos over gleaming silverware and crystal goblets. Long tables lined the room, laden with roasted meats, fresh fruits, and decadent pastries. But it was the head table, elevated slightly and overlooking the room, where the girls were guided. Their mates were already seated. Kael stood immediately, a hand outstretched to Bella. “You look… dangerous,” he said with a smirk.

Across from me sat Zeus and Stella on his left side, whilst daddy and Uncle sat on the head of the table. An idea crossed my mind and I internally smirked. This dinner is gonna be interesting and worth remembering. Hold tight, Professor. This girl will bring you on your knees.

Three hours later, I found myself seated at a table beside a stranger, a man whose name I did not even know. My gaze swept across the hall, my heartbeat echoing like a drum in my chest. The atmosphere was adorned with vibrant fall flowers, their colors weaving together in a tapestry of warmth. The best china gleamed upon the tables, shrouded in delicate linen cloths. An array of mouthwatering dishes, from savory meats to fresh vegetables, rolls, and salads, adorned the serving tables. I marveled at Lily's ability to effortlessly conjure a feast for the pack with such short notice.