Harry Potter Incendio Novels & Stories

"Start!" My finger shot out, a single, accusing digit aimed directly at the knight. "Burning Prison," I uttered, the words a whispered incantation that crackled with power. Instantly, a torrent of flames erupted from my hands, a searing inferno that engulfed the knight before he could even register the threat. He was trapped, ensnared within the spell's fiery embrace, his cries of alarm swallowed by the roaring flames. "Wha–what's happening?!" he shrieked, his voice a desperate plea lost in the inferno.

Lord, I know I’m going to regret this, but please, help me anyway. “Alright, fine! I’ll go with you!” The moment I said that, I felt like I wanted to take my words back. “HAHA I’m the winner! No takebacks, Alina Ysabelle Allard!” And with that, I thought I saw Lucifer in Veronica’s smile.

An unexpected tragedy Harry, as he could, went out of the mansion towards the employees' house, it was full of smoke and on fire, Harry just held his head, and started to cry in despair, he could not understand how something so serious was happening. Diane was behind him trying to comfort him, but he automatically started to despise her, he didn't want anyone to come near him. "Ernest, where are you, Ernest! Where are you my friend, please where are you?" Harry was trying to get closer, but flames engulfed the place.

I asked him. "Hanna is still inside, she... she ...help", the teacher couldn't breathe as well so I asked them to move aside where there was less smoke so they could get clean air. They managed to move even though it seemed hard. Mya was still stuck standing on the side, in shock of what she had seen earlier. I couldn't go to her side and try to explain things in this instant, I had to get the other person out before it was too late. I breathed in clean air before I used my fast speed and made it inside the flames unscathed. Hanna was by the wall a little away from the door, the flames almost on her. I supersped to her side and got her up before zooming back outside. This all happened in a s

He whispered next to my ear, giving a warning tone. "You take that back!" Seth snarled with disbelief. "Harry Potter is one of the most franchised fantasy novels turn two awesome films of the century." "Yeah, but why would a wizard who can't fight in combat only with a glow-in-the-dark stick cast magic when you can have a hunky werewolf or a very seductive vampire." I heard a low growl behind me as Logan stuck his gun on my rear. That is no gun. "Logan, please make your girl stop."

He unwrapped it slowly, then placed it in her hands. A necklace. Simple, but beautiful. A tiny charm shaped like a flame hung from the center, made from some kind of glowing amber. The moment her fingers closed around it, she felt it—warmth. A pulse. Like it was alive. “It belonged to the last Fireborn,” he said. “She didn’t survive the war that came.” Evelynn looked at him sharply. “What war?” “The kind that hides in shadows,” Aiden said. “Not with armies or flags. With whispers. With blood. And with monsters.”

We follow the instructions and read the incantation: This curse upon thee is broken, so shall it be. So it is, this curse is undone. John pulled out what he called friction lights, or matches as we call them, and lights the parchment on fire after William had set it on the sand when we were done with the incantation. The parchment curls and uncurls, smoke rising from it as the fire consumes it, turning into ash. Harry digs a small hole in the sand, and we scoop the ashes into it, covering it up once all the ashes are inside.

I had no other choice, I had hoped that it wouldn’t come to this. The wolves couldn’t enter the circle and they were hurting themselves trying to get in. I focused all my strength, all my power into one final spell. “Brenna bikkja.” I screamed with everything in me as the blue flames erupted from my hands and enveloped me with such a fury that Sabine started burning both on the inside and the outside. She screamed with such ferocity that the two other witches stepped out of the circle as they tried to get away from the flames.

Fireworks lit up the night sky and rose petals covered the ground. Leon, whom I hadn't seen for days, descended from above like a god. He took my hand with deep affection and led me toward the heart of the castle. Rose petals rained down from the sky, painting the moment in sheer romance. He held up a ring and dropped to one knee as he proposed. Overwhelmed with joy, I burst into tears and wrapped my arms around his waist. I asked him what made him plan such a grand proposal. He kissed my cheek and replied, "Because you deserve whatever others have. Estie, you have no idea how happy I am to be with you.

He hoped the girl in front of him turned out to be better. He sighed heavily and extracted from his jeans pocket the bundle of herbs he'd collected earlier from his room. One second. Within one second of entering the room, he'd sense the aura emanating off her. The one that distinguished her as his kind. As much as the thought delighted him, he knew it was just as terrible. He muttered the incantation again, "Incendia." The end of the sage bundle burst into flames, blazes of red with orange. Smoke drifted off it and he walked around the dungeon, knowing utterly well that her eyes watched him carefully.