Harry Potter Key Wings Novels & Stories

Kelvin had a crush on Lizzy back when they were both serving in the national youth corps service and had lost contact after their service year ended, they never heard or saw each other again until that night. After a while, they decided to carry their friends along by playing a game and that was how they found themselves caught in the game of Truth or Dare. The rules were pretty simple. Whoever fails to go through with a dare or tell the truth get to drink the bottle of whiskey on the table. Everyone seemed to be in agreement except Lizzy of course who had objected because for one_Aria already had too much and secondly, she wouldn't be comfortable getting her involved in anything crazy but g

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

"There's *always* another way. Doesn't mean it's good." --- **KELLY'S POV** The witch's tattoos moved at night, slithering into prophecies on her skin: *Three keys to the underbelly. Three locks in the sky.* Jason found the first key buried in the Alpha crypts-a fang from the First Wolf, still slick with venom. The second was Rhydian's scar, peeled from his chest in a scream-filled ritual. The third was my crown, melted down to a dagger of starlight and regret.

She raised her empty hand, and light shone softly between her fingers. This time, when she raised her hand, it wasn’t moonstone, nor was it a bone. It was far more terrifying. A key appeared on her hand. A key that was carved from shadows and silver lights. Its shape was shifting as if it were trying to decide which part of reality it should exist in. “The dark lord, Lord Zeus, the first Alpha wolf, cannot rise and reign again without this.” She said, pointing at the key that she was holding high in her hand.

“Now, what did Jonathan write?” “Let’s see. Scepter equals Excalibur. Sword of Gryffindor rules. Mirror of Erised.” I squinted a little as I read the handwritten note. Isis shifted in my lap, turning to look at me, utterly confused. “I’m not sure I understand that. Why does Jonathan go from talking about Excalibur to Harry Potter? I mean, both are British, and Merlin is in both, though obviously only spoken of in Harry Potter.” Isis’s brow was furrowed as she tried to understand that strange way my friend’s mind works.

Trying to hear her voice again theb slowly i repeated exactly what I’d heard. “Veilborn Key is the first keh” A strange silence settled over the room. “The Wolf of the North is the second key” I said and Knox froze. “The Witch of the South is the third key” I said Hansel gasped. “The War King.” Marcus went still. And then everything clicked in place and my eyes widened. “No.” Hansel looked horrified. “No way.” Marcus stared at me whileKnox slowly stood. The realization hit everyone at exactly the same moment.

I nodded my head in agreement, "How will she help me with my training, Dad?" "Okay, let's see it this way," He took a deep breath and lifted his hand that was holding the bird in the pit of the palm above his head. "You have seen Harry Potter, right? And the Golden Snitch— that cute little ball, used in the game of quidditch, with thin feathery and pointed wings is not something I need to tell you about. The ball one of the two seekers of the competing team has to catch to call it a game."

I said when I took one of my cards from Flynn's hand. He had knelt down to help me and was not helping at all, and I hoped he would have the kindness not to mention that my things wouldn't stop falling because my hands were shaking. I also hoped that he wouldn't be bragging that his presence made me nervous. I was hoping he would think I hated him so much that I couldn't spend more than a few seconds by his side. However, when he handed me my set of keys and noticed that there was a Harry Potter emblem on the keychain, he gave a silly smile, which left me melted at the same time.

Way to throw me under the bus in an instant. The boy looked up, giving me a clear view of his face. Flawless skin, way to flawless for his own good with pale skin. His hairs were jet black and a pair of round glasses sat over his nose. If I didn't know better, I would say Harry Potter had come to life. All in all, he was an absolute nerd. He stared at Alex's outstretched hand in terror before turning his gaze to me and locked there. 'Her... her eyes... they a-are-'

whispered Cynthia in Ada's ears. " Ya, what a rude douchebag ." said Ada in a slightly high pitch again. " Hey you miss picture perfect, you need to teach your friend how to whisper," said the boy looking at Cynthia. Cynthia gazed at Ada and Ada this time 'WHISPERED ' sorry. Cynthia passes a funny smile towards her just realising that how innocent Ada she behaves like a 6-year-old kid. As they reached the 4th floor and the lift's door opened, they just saw a tall and a bit chubby girl with long black hair wearing an oversized t-shirt with jeans. She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically.