Harry Potter Night Novels & Stories

In a nice voice I reply “Just had the scariest nightmare of my life. Why are you awake at 2 in the morning?” If I had of called anyone else, they would have ripped my head off for calling at such an ungodly hour. “Oh, you poor baby, its okay it was just a nightmare.” She purrs. There’s a short pause before she says “Aaron is over and we are watching horror movies, my

"And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her." — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead It had been Friday night when my friends and I had gone to the club. It was a good plan to keep Hunter off my mind. I had been ignoring him since Christmas. He had sent me a dozen of texts but I refused to read or reply to them. It was better this way.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

Damien's POV The call came in just after sunrise, cutting through the fragile peace of early morning like a blade. My phone buzzed relentlessly on the nightstand, the vibration rattling against the wood in a way that immediately set my nerves on edge. I groaned, my body heavy with the kind of exhaustion that comes from too many late nights spent poring over contracts and board proposals. Reaching for it blindly, squinting against the pale light filtering through the curtains, I saw the caller ID: "Head Butler – Knight Estate".

Afterwards I decide to go back upstairs and rest for the remainder of the evening. Night falls, and with it a thunderstorm stirs up. Lightening cracks and for some reason outside of my bedroom, I swear I see sinister red eyes peering in at me. Feel like it must be the exhaustion of the day. I close the blinds, turn on N*****x. I feel dread again as a precaution. I make sure the house is locked up with the deadbolts he installed. I also lock my room to make sure I am extra safe. I snuggle up with a blanket and put on the TV. I change my mind about N*****x and put on “Discovery of Witches” on A****n Prime. Wishing I could find a man like Matthew.

Havermouth, Present Time “We should make the trip to the MegaStore and get some sleep,” Harry’s werewolf, Jules, decided as the group shuffled back out of the narrow hallway and into the night. He ran his hands wearily through his hair, his eyes shadowed and tired.

He tried to ignore the stinging sensation in favor of getting more comfortable, and he finally drifted off to sleep. Harry woke up feeling refreshed. The sky was dark grey, indicating that it must've been late at night, and the house remained strangely quiet. Harry stretched his limbs until he heard a familiar clicking sound. He frowned and rubbed his eyes, confused. He'd never heard the noise before. That was strange. He sat straight upright. Was someone in the house? He slowly slid out of bed and grabbed his wand. Slowly, he walked towards the source of the sound. He heard faint voices echoing in his head, and when he came to the end of the hallway, he stopped abruptly and his heart rate s

The potion bubbles up to the top of the pot, and I put a lid on it right before it boils over. Six hundred and sixty-six seconds later, I remove the potion from the heat and hold my hands over it. “Partes diei noctisque quae vocant herbas atque haec in lucem proferat. Vi Luna solis gutta veneni huius inimicus meus est,” I chant, and feel magic rush through my hands and into the brew. Leaving the potion uncovered, I go upstairs to change into leggings and a loose-fitting tunic top. I magically braid my hair, brush my teeth, and call Kristy.

She stood and went to open the door, and was surprised to see it was Nox, although perhaps she should have expected it. “I was told you were assigned this room. Come with me, we have something to do.” “Oh, right.” She walked behind him, following at every turn on the corridors and stairs, until they reached a dead end wall. Looking at Nox with a confused expression, he soon answered her doubts putting a hand on this. It retreated, letting them see the start of a stair that faded in the dark. “Luminare” He casted a spell and the steps of the stair became visible as they advanced, and behind them the wall closed the entrance again.

His back had hit the huge gate surrounding Hertford Manor. "What the actual fuck?" Alexander let out. He tried to do the same thing again a few times, and the result was the same. When he walked slowly towards the house, he stretched out a hand to see the house was fully protected by a spell. It was a strong spell that prevented every creature but human beings from entering the house. "That Shier Hertford is not what he pretends to be," Alexander told himself, just to be clear. I cannot help Becca with whatever she needs right now, but she has to help me come what may, thinking that he shook his head. Deciding it was better for him to hunt and drink human blood, Alexander ran out of the mano