Harry Potter Masks Novels & Stories

Alys laughed and started looking at the items in the display cases. “What’s a masking potion?” Alys asked standing in front of a case with all sorts of bottles and potions. “Ah, a masking potion is like an Anti-Perfume. You sprits it on yourself and it disguises your scent completely.” Killian was at her elbow in a flash.

It was all black and well fitted, they had a full head covered face mask that concealed their blonde hair and that had only a human skull drawn in front of it. "We look like low budget super heroes", Andrew teased. "Yeah, It was all Mark's Idea", Lucas said laughing. Mark's face was covered by his full head mask, but he laughed through it, even though neither Lucas or Andrew could see his facial expression. "I like it, it has a skull in front representing death to vampires. It's midnight, it's time", He said, as he removed his mask. He couldn't go out of their apartment wearing it. Lucas and Andrew both removed their mask as they placed it in a small backpack and headed out of the apartmen

“Well, it’s the only one I found in the garment bag you handed me, so...” “But… But…I ordered a big, frilly light-blue dress to match me, along with one of those masquerade ball masks to hide your face.” “Oh, wait! It did come with a mask.” I lifted the yellow helmet with black shaded eyes and a silver mouth guard, then pulled it over my head. My vision went limited, but I could clearly see Brick out of the eye holes as he shook his head. “Holy… No. No, you’re not wearing that. You look like a ten-year-old boy.”

I shrugged. "So let me guess... You are going to wear a mask and pretend to be Daniel?" He grinned knowingly. "Attaboy." I grinned then opened the box and took out the mask. I had everything in here, even down to distorting my voice with a chip and using Daniel's. "God, it's good to know the right people." Harry chuckled. "Yeah." I put on the mask, made sure it wasn't out of place then I placed the chip on the side of my neck and it got embedded into the mask to keep it hidden.

Once the documents were finalized, Harry took Arabella straight to his house. Inside the car, Harry Anderson sat beside her in silence. He wore a black mask that concealed almost his entire face, leaving only his sharp, unreadable eyes visible. A truly mysterious man. The drive to Harry’s mansion felt unbearably long. Arabella watched the raindrops trickling down the car window, her mind drifting back to the betrayal of her lover and half-sister. How foolish she had been to trust them. How foolish she was to be bound in a marriage she never wanted.

People were chatting and laughing, the bass-heavy music reverberating through the walls, and I felt myself loosen up, just a little. As we approached the door, two large men stood guard—clearly the bouncers of the establishment. Harry leaned in, his voice barely a whisper as he mouthed, "Bouncers," and then pulled a mask from his jacket, handing it to me. I raised an eyebrow, unsure of the sudden necessity. "I don't have one," I said, but Harry only grinned and slipped the pink mask into my hands. "I've got you covered."

"Do you take this woman to be your wife, to stand by her through thick and thin?" "I do," the man said, his voice muffled by the mask. The guests whispered in awe. Howard Larson, the Larson family's big shot, was so in love with me that he would not let a bad cold stop our big day. He did not want to disappoint me. "Wait a second." The man's eyes darted around, and his forehead was dotted with sweat. I smiled and asked, "Howard, you're looking a bit pale. Too busy with the wedding to remember your medicine?"

The Masquerade mask was Harriet's special mask, a white snake mask with one eye hole on the right side. "Actually, this is my mother's mask," said Harriet quietly. She then smiled and held up another mask box. Harriet showed it to Liam who was still furrowing his brows at her previous words and opened the box. Another white mask appeared in their vision. It was a white wolf mask with golden stripes around its eyes. Harriet smiled proudly showing the mask design. It was the one she ordered yesterday, which turned out to be perfect and ready at just the right time. "This is for me?" Liam asked.

Even Ah Yin shook her head slightly, "Even I don't know." "Did you buy some masks?" Chen inquired and Ah Yin nodded. With a thought and sliver of spirit energy, she pulled out eleven oval masks with various colors and carvings on them. Out of all the masks, there was only one that suited his black battle robes. A simple black mask carved out of the devil tree's wood but it didn't have any spirituality. The sections of the eyes were bordered by white marking. Taking the mask and trying it on, Chen suddenly looked towards Ah Yin with an intensity she had never felt before. His green eyes locked with her blue eyes as he questioned her calmly, "How do I look?"

He scratched his clean cut black hair and snorted, making Black and Flute look at him. "Mga 'tol, can you at least explain everything in the simplest way a noob can understand? Don't you feel pity to Yuri?" he asked, shooting Yuri a sideway glance who glared at him. He faked a cough. Grabe! He's just trying to make them laugh, you know! But no one did! How cruel they were to Mijo. Black smiled again. "We will be the members of The Masked. Just like the wizards in my story and the Four Horsemen, we will be doing something entertaining using our abilities to grab attention."