Harry Potter Hannah Novels & Stories

Hannah spoke softly, her voice trembling a little. “We… we’ve found a trace.” My heart thudded. I turned my eyes on her slowly, stepping closer. “Say that again.” She swallowed nervously, looking down at the glowing bowl in front of her. “The magic is weak… but when we combined our power, we managed to track her. It’s not much, but we’re sure it’s her.” Finally. A damn lead. I stared hard at the bowl, and smoke rose from the mixture of herbs and blood. I didn’t understand this witch crap, but if it could lead me to her, I didn’t care. I stepped even closer, looming over Hannah. “What have you found?” She didn’t look me in the eyes. Instead, she whispered, “She’s in Shadow Moon Pack… under th

The bowl, crafted from a polished silver metal, seemed to glow with an ethereal light, as if it were imbued with a power of its own. Hannah's eyes gleamed with a deep understanding as she approached the table, her hands weaving intricate patterns in the air. The silence was palpable, punctuated only by the soft crackling of the candles. Her expression turned grave, her sharp eyes clouded with a mix of shock and concern. She paused, collecting her thoughts as she processed Sheila's revelation. “Kimberly Silversmith,” She repeated the ever familiar name in her mind as she lowered her head. And “what a small world,” she thought inwardly, letting out a small smile. If she was who she thought she

“Are you under attack, Fran?” I was able to mirror his smile. “I think we can say so, yeah.” The waiter brought the bill and Harry handed him a black credit card. “How much? I mean, you need me to hold you, kiss you, just rest a casual hand on the small of your back?” “Grab me by the hand to leave.” “That’s subtle.” Harry chuckled softly. “Breathe, Fran. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Or a Haunter. The Haunter Supreme, to be accurate. I was still seeing him. And he was still staring at me, like wishing oh so bad his eyes were knives.

Hannah smiled as she knew it was the effect of the forbidden power that had possessed Draven. “Draven!” She called out to him as she was standing in the circle Darius had earlier created. Draven immediately yielded to her call and went to stand with her and to Damien, Darius, and Dante's surprise the three of them disappeared. “What?!” Darius shouted as he came out of the shock. “That was Hannah,” Dante said. “Hannah had been the forbidden all along and not Vixen?!” Damien shouted as they realized that they had been wrong with their judgment against Vixen and also realized she had been that way out of spite and jealousy for Anastasia.

Hannah took up the glass and lifted it to her lips. “You shouldn’t go around looking for me, Ronan.” She said firmly, her eyes moving quickly. “I don’t want anyone finding out who I am.” “You mean aside from me and Atlas?” She froze, a cough escaping her lungs as she placed the glass noisily on the table. Air seemed to vanish from her lungs, choking the shit out of her. Ronan just exhaled, still not able to believe what he was confirming. “Don’t—” she coughed. “Don’t say that name out loud.” She said, taking a deep breath.

I don’t want to see my protectors get hurt when the depths of the betrayals they are experiencing get revealed, as It never seems to stop getting worse but the little sadist bitch in me does like watching people squirm and lie, and twist themselves further into the holes they dig for themselves. I did check with Leo earlier if I am a bad person and he said the fact that I stopped to ask that question means I am not, and I trust his answer as he is a literal human golden retriever. Hannah has come back to the castle and is helping me dress for the evening’s dinner party. “So who is here all together tonight?” she asks, Hannah doesn’t know about the plan, she just loves the being in the know

Anna began to wonder if that was a normal thing in Regis. ″And where are you two coming from?″ Mrs. Kyle asked as she gave them a piercing gaze. ″We're sorry ma'am. She's new,″ Brooke said, gesturing to Anna, ″and didn't know her way around.″ ″I see. Please introduce yourself to the class,″ the teacher said. This was the moment Anna dreaded the most but she just had to do it. She faced the glass and said. ″Hi, everyone. My name is Annabelle Siromani.″

She dialed a number she knew off head and called. "It takes great talent and skill to veil great talent and skill. Little Lotus, how is the brighter side of the world?" A crooked old female voice answered the phone. "Only psychopaths and manipulators can achieve hiding their talents and skills Elder Hoshi. Everything is going as planned thank you for asking. Oh, but a Hian Ji attacked me at my home and knows everything about me. I thought I died and my existence was erased with you and the other Elders' help. What's going on?"

I told quietly, barely audible with my hands still on my face. "Duuhh, Mike Dupont. Our new professor. Sexy and ravishing, I may say." Said Hannah with gestures and her well known devilish smile. She leaned back on our bench, casually tapping her fingers on a fresh painted graphite. She still didn't even had one single clue. "No, Hannah. THAT'S MIKE." Looking at her very seriously, with my eyes wide open, my body was shaking when I said that. I am just waiting for her to realize what am I trying to say to her.

The wizards and witches were already in their places, and I walked until I got to where it was my turn to train. I could see Hannia in the distance in a position, quite revealing, where I could see her magnificent ass and those long legs. I think she was warming up. I take my time to look at her and take my role as a guide; I approached her and said—what you're doing in that position?