Harry Potter Ginger Novels & Stories

she said before sitting up straight again. Jack glanced at the bandage and hummed in approval. "I'll go back to peeling garlic. See if you can help them instead." Jessie stood up and went over to the island counter. She looked at Harry. "Can I help with anything?" Jack caught sight of her obedient demeanor and couldn't help but smile. "Help me mince some ginger. Do you eat ginger?" Harry asked with a smile. Jessie nodded. "I do. I'm not picky. I eat everything."

The group of men filter behind the grizzly bear in front of us. Gee-gee lets out an over exaggerated laugh. “Oh, I’M SORRY, I must be misunderstanding you. Did you just call your FUTURE QUEEN a mud-blood?” Before he can respond she continues. “What is this? Fucking Harry Potter?” The man sniffs his nose before spitting on the ground in front of me. “She’s no future Queen of mine.” The men behind him yell out their agreement. I take a step closer to the man and give him a sinister smile. “What is your name, sir?” I bat my eyes at him.

Ding, ding, ding, we pull away to see Silvia standing on the stage. “Can the birthday girl please come to the stage.” Silvia says and I feel Octavia stiffen in my hold, she knows what’s coming. We walk up to the stage and our dads come through the side door attached to the stage, holing her cake; a Harry Potter themed three tier cake, the bottom layer is Green (Slytherin), dark chocolate devils’ cake, the middle layer is Blue (Ravenclaw), milk chocolate mud cake and the top layer is the Marauders map, with a silver wolf howling on the top, it’s a white chocolate and raspberry centre sponge cake. There is black frosted roses and other HP symbols positioned around it.

Then, Harry also asked why I was almost late. "I woke up late," I reasoned. But, Harry suddenly showed me a sensitive response. "No wonder there's a dragon scent," said Harry sarcastically while waving his hand in front of his nose. "Shhhh ..." I pretended to beg not to be bullied. Damn, I forgot to brush my teeth. I admitted that I forgot to bring candy to reduce the side effects. Sorry, Mom, I was in a hurry. Then, Harry handed me three of mint candy. Luckily I met Harry, just in time. Very understood, this one friend of mine.

Sienna went upstairs after eating a hearty dinner, and she was about to close her room door and sleep when a pair of clean and slender hands reached over and stopped her from closing the door. “???” Sienna glanced at Harry; as if she was using her eyes to ask him if he needed something else. Harry smiled slightly, handed a cup of ginger tea over to Sienna and said, “Drink this cup of tea to relieve your fatigue.” Most importantly, it could also prevent colds. Sienna refused decisively. “I don’t like ginger tea.” “It’s not spicy, and it won’t taste bad. You can try it.” Harry was smiling. He did not intend to force it upon her, but Sienna knew that this man would definitely refuse to leave if

Sunshine screams as the mixture flying through the air strikes her down. I step inside the protection ring. I reach out to make an opening and pull her onto our side to protect her, but before I can pull Sunshine into my magic protection, one of the minions grabs Sunshine. He hits Sunshine one time with the salty-smelling potion, and it penetrates her body.

“We’re here to join in on your drinking game.” “Actually, we’re having our fortunes told.” Ginny smiles conspiratorially. “Still want to join?” Ginny is a witch hybrid, a mix between a werewolf and a witch. But she tends to lean more towards her witch side. She’s sort of a celebrity on campus, making a small fortune from reading palms and brewing love potions. She’s really sweet though. Gorgeous. Popular. “Yeah,” I tell her. “I’m in.” I’m not a fan of fortune telling but really— what’s the worst that can happen?