Harry Potter Hannah Novels & Stories

Whatever at least we enjoyed the day. After hanging out a few days passed and me, Emma, and Hannah decided to have a sleepover at Hannah’s house. "Oh my gosh!" Exclaimed Hannah while dramatically laying on her back as we are now in her room. Thinking about his brother, Luke, who is living here, made me agree instantly. "Um, can someone please tell me what's happening? I am feeling outdated." Emma asked, groaning in irritation. We were eating chips, we just finished watching two Harry Potter movies, which is my suggestion. I just shrugged my shoulders at her and stared at Hannah's state.

Ronald introduced me and I unconsciously straightened my back like I was being accessed, as I waited for her to speak. She smiled widely, “Oh, Zoey. It’s nice to meet you.” Then she turned to Ronald, “Took you long enough to bring her here, Ronald.” “I just wanted to make sure you won’t scare her away,” Ronald teased. “Oh, you’re the scary one amongst us all.” She smiled, and then turned back to me, “It’s nice to finally meet you, I’m Hannah. I’ve heard so much about you and I couldn’t wait to finally meet the woman who turned Graham’s world upside down.”

Hannah. One of her former bullies. Hannah’s long, golden-brown hair cascaded in loose waves down her back, and her expensive outfit—designer, no doubt—clung to her perfectly sculpted frame. She carried herself with the same confidence she had always flaunted in the past, her lips painted a striking red. But when her gaze landed on River, her perfectly composed expression cracked. Shock widened her eyes, her mouth parting slightly. Alpha Leister barely noticed. With a proud smile, he gestured toward her. “Ah, my daughter, Hannah. Come, meet Alpha Ryker and his…” He hesitated just briefly before finishing, “…his girlfriend, River.”

“Stop it! Stop it this instant! What do you think you’re doing?” Hannah spun around, getting in a quick parry. “Oh, hi, Mama! I was peeking in to see who was here, and all these big guys bowed down like I was a princess or something. They asked if I wanted to play with them. Nathanael is the evil guy, and I’m the Great Warrior Child. Isn’t that cool? I’m gonna get him, too, Mama, watch me!”

Torches burned in iron brackets on the walls, casting dancing shadows that made everything look like a nightmare. And everywhere I looked, there were eyes. Dozens of them. Hundreds. Glowing in the darkness between the pillars. Watching me. "Ah, the half-blood awakens." A voice echoed from somewhere above. I looked up and saw a balcony circling the room. On it stood a woman with silver hair and skin so pale she looked like she had been carved from ice. She was beautiful in the way a frozen lake was beautiful—stunning, but capable of killing you if you stepped wrong.

Except for the year when they were once again blindsided by the arrival of their second child. Hannah and William were very different. William was almost a pure werewolf child. Hannah, on the other hand, was more of a witch. Her pale green eyes often revealed a hint of mystery. But she was still the sweetest child ever. "Mummy! Hannah's talking, she's talking!" William shouted from the cot. Harper and Wyatt came over and saw Hannah giggling in the cot. She was babbling, but Harper and Wyatt heard her words, "M-u-m! M-u-mmy!"

“You’re lying.” “Maybe.”He smirked Before I could answer, the classroom door opened. And she walked in. Hannah. With pink-haired girl. Serena. I noticed Hannah immediately. Oversized cream sweater. Loose curls falling over her shoulders. No effort but somehow still looked good. Like she’d thrown something on without trying. Adrian looked at me. Smirked. I ignored him. “What?” “Nothing.” “Say it.” “No.” Then Hannah sat across from us.

He recognized Hannah. “Hello, Mr Holland,” Hannah said with a smile on her face. She recognized the man. When she had attended a party with Arianna in New York, Arianna had introduced her to a few people and Mr Holland was part of the people. “I think I have met you somewhere,” Holland said and Hannah smiled “Yes, at the Bachelor party in New York City. My mom introduced me to you, my name is Cinderella Mackenzie….” “Arianna’s daughter, oh my goodness, “ Holland said and pulled Hannah into a hug.

“How... thoughtful.” But Hannah leaned forward slightly, her voice dropping just enough to send a chill down my spine. “Given our history, I don’t trust you, and that’s why I’ve decided to make sure you don’t fuck this up.” My jaw tightened, but before I could respond, the door swung open. A young girl, barely eighteen, stepped inside, her wide eyes full of nervous energy. “Lily,” Hannah called, her tone suddenly warm. “Come here.”

Reuben yelled angrily, “Buffy, I’ve given you more than enough restraint. Don’t test my patience. If you continue to obstruct me, don’t expect me to be nice.” “Who do you think you are, Reuben?” A chilling voice boomed. “What if I have something to say about it?” A woman took strides into the place. “Hannah?” Reuben was shocked to see her. He made a face, his eyes carrying wariness. Hannah was the most promising member of the Viper’s Den West State Branch and a key player within Westeros. She was once a figure Reuben could only look up to. The sight of Hannah put Reuben on edge.