Harry Potter Harry Vs Voldemort Novels & Stories

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

"Very simple kiddos, I just have to kill her and eat her heart, then I will be the most powerful supernatural in the universe, it..." Lord Voldemort couldn't finish his sentence as a punch from nowhere connected on his jaw making him lose his stance as he took some steps back. "Kill her? You have to pass through me first." Dorian muttered, standing protectively in front of Summer. "No, you have to pass through us." Damon added from behind as he also joined Dorian and they both took a fighting stance. "Very well children, you have just signed your death wish." Lord Voldemort declared as his eyes took a shade of black and the hall was engulfed with a deadly aura.

The merciless punisher; anyone who opposed him faced a vicious animal. He was compared to Voldemort in Harry Potter —he who shall not be named or whatever. We all knew it was him behind the attacks, but we could only hope that it wasn’t. After all, hadn’t we convinced ourselves that fear was just a product of our creative minds? I looked over at Lily, who was rocking back and forth. Could she be wrong and misinformed? I pray she is wrong!

Jules agreed. “Jules!” Someone called from the stables, and Harry and Jules crossed to meet them. It wasn’t someone that Harry knew, an older man, and a human, Harry realized as they drew close. “Would you have a look at you!” The man stared at Jules. “You look as if you’ve lost twenty years. Is that a werewolf thing?” “A vampire thing,” Harry replied when they saw that Jules was lost and struggling. They smiled their most charming smile and extended their hand. “I’m Harry, Jules’ partner.”

"...I am the soul mate of a wolf." Harry merely nodded once before making a muted - o with his lips. Then he shrugged dismissively and walked around her to find his travel bag. "My Mate is a vampire of high nobility. And, me, I'm just a wolf. Besides, I understand that my Mate's lifestyle is above mine. Indeed, I am just a wolf, and my Mate is a vampire of high nobility coveted by all," Harry replied coldly as he put away his artifact and pulled a pair of black pants from the bag.

Unknown POV Harold was aiming to tire the wolves out then he would annihilate them all. He would then use his spells to finish them off. He was also secretly waiting for his number one energy, Summer. He wanted a worthy opponent. The vampires on the other hand, were decreasing a lot. Even with the advantage of guns and speed, they were no match for the wolves. most of them were killed. The most baffling thing about this battle, was the amount of blood shed. The forest floor was tainted a crimson red with blood. Hundreds of limbs were scattered across the battlefield. The scariest part was the fact that all these were from five wolves only. Even the vampires were shocked!

“You have a choice now. Kneel to a tyrant—or rise beside us.” And one by one, they began to kneel. Not all, but enough to shift the tide. Enough to turn fear into revolution. Harry screamed, drawing a blade from his robe, and charged down the steps like a madman, aiming straight for me. “You ruined everything!” he shrieked, hatred and desperation twisting his face into something monstrous. But I was ready. As he lunged, I stepped forward, light bursting from my palms, catching his blade midair. Steel met fire—and fire won.

So I got myself a spot and sat down as thoughts of what might be happening between the two filled my head. I felt bad. I felt like I was all alone in the world even though there was loud music deafening my ears from the background. “Hey, kyle who invited you?” I heard an unfriendly familiar voice say. I lifted my head to see that it was Harry, boyfriend to Bella. Many believe that Harry will become one of the greatest warlocks as soon as he clocks eighteen and as such, they see him and Bella as a power couple. Unlike Bella, Harry is calmer and a bit friendly but I know better than to engage him in a chat as that could provoke his over a possessive girlfriend.

Harry couldn't tell by the look in Lars' eyes but he knew Lars would be just like him, a bit shocked to hear the news. Harry took a deep breath and told what he saw “After dealing with Benedict's people, I was checking around Rose Street to remove any traces when I accidentally smelled fresh blood. I followed the scent of blood and saw Valor Patel. Werewolves killing people is not a surprise, but when I went to look, I found that the dead man was a vampire and the way he died was exactly like the vampires the king mentioned." "Poisoned?" Lars raised an eyebrow "Yes." Harry nodded. "I took a sample and sent it to Dan to test, will have the results tonight or tomorrow morning."