Harry Potter Librarian Pince Novels & Stories

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.

The greatest people that ever walked through this gate. Tom smiled, then walked away. Harry scurried behind him. As they advanced inside, they turned to the library. When they got in, they saw the librarian chatting on her Android phone, a headset over her head. When she noticed their presence, she smiled at them both, then pointed towards the Author's Catalogue. Tom nodded and walked over to the direction. Harry noticed they had a new librarian, he didn't know this one. On getting to the Catalogue, Harry noticed a little girl in purple skirt and top, and a purple sweater over the top. She was swallowed by what she read that she was oblivious to her immediate surrounding. Harry observed the

“Between revising, I’m now going to read the book from cover-to-cover and see what else I can learn.” “Well, Alex, if you find any more fascinating details, let me know.” “I cert—” “Very cozy.” He turned in surprise to see Marianne standing there, hands on hips. From the look in her eyes, she was definitely spoiling for a fight. What was it with these female hormones? Was no one safe? He sighed, thinking he didn’t need this. Penny smiled up at the painted face staring daggers at her. “Hi. Haven’t I seen you around? I’m Penny, the head librarian.”

‘Yes, how can I help you? ‘I-I um was wondering if, ah, you fell from heaven?’ ‘Excuse me?’ ‘Well, heaven called and said they are missing an Angel, and I know a sweet angel when I see one.’ I wink. The librarian, twice my age, blushes while Pipsqueak facepalms herself. ‘Oh, my.’ she giggles. I continue to flirt with her. Finally, pipsqueak successfully takes the keys and tiptoes into the back office.

"Dinner will be served in the Crown dining hall at seven. You have the afternoon to settle in and rest." I was already moving toward my assigned room door, eager to see what "appropriate for my status" actually meant, when a hand touched my elbow. Making me jerk back I shock and snapping out of my cosy luxury daydream. "Miss Edgar," Prince Harrion's voice was low, meant for my ears alone. "Might I have a word with you? Privately?" Every instinct I'd developed over years of surviving in a hostile pack screamed danger. There was something in his eyes, something calculating and cold that reminded me of Caden at his worst. But this was a prince, and I was still just a girl. What could he possibl

~ ~ Avery ~ ~ My hand, reaching for a delicate-looking mug, froze mid-air. The ceramic cup, cool against my fingertips, suddenly felt heavy, precarious. My eyes remained fixed on the silver plaque, the engraved words seeming to burn into my retina. Draco Thorne, Head of Literature Department. The world tilted.

They look-like some sluts in a bar. ‘What’s the news again, Hannah?’ asked the girl with curly hair while scrolling down on her phone using her thumb. ‘Prince Lucifer is the new librarian!’ said the girl with the super red lipstick named Hannah. L-Lucifer? The other three girls were so surprised that their eyes seemed like as big as their red heads. ‘What are we still doing here, then?!’ ‘Let’s go and see our prince!’ What the hell?! I quickly put the bowl of chicken soup on the tray as I stride towards the red-head girls who are excitingly packing their things up now.

Mike swore to himself, getting out of the water. "If I find out Tink ordered pizza again..." He stopped himself, a thin smile on his lips. "Well. If she did, I hope she picked something better than pineapple this time." - Elizabeth sat in the old, wooden chair in the library. It was uncomfortable, and creaked every time she shifted, but wood was required. The tome she perused was old, likely to fall apart at the slightest provocation. She turned its pages slowly, copying the letters within. Simply snapping pictures of this magical tome would never work, the resulting image always blank. Every time she finished copying a page by hand, the ink on the old page would disappear, its magic release

Then murmured something like, "Your Highness ..." Sarah narrowed her eyes. "Excuse me. Who are you? Why are you loitering around in this area?” Sarah looks charismatic when she acts like a real knight. “I apologize. I am Elysian Bellrose, a librarian at the central royal library.”

“Prince Rex! May I speak with you a minute?” Turning to see who owned the voice, he noticed a medium height woman, dressed in a long black robe with brown hair tied tightly into a bun on her head, she wore thick glasses and had a pale white complexion, like she did not see much sun. “Who are you?” Rex asked, turning towards the woman and walking over, this making the guard and the woman bow. “I am Rowina Ocron, the mage curator at the great library, I have some information that would be very helpful to you,” the woman said, lifting her head to speak, lowering it again when she was done.