Harry Potter Narcissa Novels & Stories

"Your mother didn't just give birth to you. She gave birth to twins. But one of you—the other one—was born wrong. Dark. Shadow. The Council took her at birth and bound her to you. She's been inside you ever since. Sleeping." "That's not possible." "Isn't it?" He took my hands. "You've always felt it, haven't you? The emptiness. The missing piece. The voice in your head that isn't quite yours." I thought about the wolf. About the way it spoke to me. About the way it sometimes felt like someone else entirely. "Her name is Kara," Niklas said. "Kianuk told me before he died. She's been waiting for you to wake her up."

She pours the water over her head and passes the cup to Cass. Cass refilled the chalice and poured it over Harley as the three of us continued to chant. When it's my turn, Harley lifts her head and meets my eyes, only they're not hers but pools of amber silk. I'm frozen, my mouth goes still, and the cup stays filled. "Keep going, Nick!" Lauren's voice came through sharp. Moonbeams bounce off the chalice as I lift it above Harley's head and resume the chant. Her eyes don't blink as the water flows over them. Then I pass the chalice to Lauren and take Harley's hands into mine.

“But that doesn’t apply to our Luna. On the day before she was officially appointed, I personally gave her the Severalis potion.” The room fell into stunned silence. One by one, all eyes snapped toward him. “W-what did you just say? You gave Luna Severalis? That’s a forbidden drug!” “Have you gone mad? Luna Lyra saved us! How could you do that to her?” An uproar broke out instantly as voices rose in chaos, all condemning Elric for his actions.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

Touching Persephone’s back, she cast her spell. “Mutual Connection!” With this spell, both of their bodies are connected and none of them could use magic. A great disadvantage for both of them. “Tsk.” Persephone cursed under her breath, noticing a black appeared on her wrist and hers as well to show their bind. “Well then, congratulations on your victory.” Zadicus said, motioning to Persephone to come forth. “I shall take my leave. Come, Persephone.” Kriss glanced at Persephone for the final time but his heart clenched when he saw she was staring at Zadicus with a painful look.

"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?"

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.

She bustled around, preparing the tea, I assumed. I sat at the small wooden table, watching Nyla creep toward a woven basket overflowing with bottles and strange objects. The key had to be in there somewhere. "The... the road was long," I managed, trying to deepen my voice. "Oh, but you're here now. That's all that matters." She set a steaming cup in front of me, and the sweet smell got stronger. "Drink up. It will help with your tiredness." I lifted the cup but didn't drink. Something about this felt wrong. Well, more wrong than pretending to be a dead man to trick a crazy mage.

Lady Nagini casted the spell of Jaran Goyang on a night ritual after having intercourse with Sawer Geni. Under his guidance, Lady Nagini was able to complete the black magic in a short time. Three days and nights she isolate herself in the woods. And at this very midnight, for the umpteenth time, she used the spell to attract men for the sacrifice she needed to be immortal. From dawn until dusk, the spell casted. She needed the seventh sacrificeas a condition from Sawer Geni. It’s the first immortality reuirement that she had to find seven young men.

She’s getting better at being a queen, and despite her obvious discomfort and nervousness, she is standing her ground. Narcissa gives Willow a sarcastic sneer and a little bow. “As you wish…priestess.” Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to wipe that shit-eating grin off Narcissa’s face. She leaves without another word, and Willow gets to work casting her spell. By the time she’s done, everyone has arrived.