Harry Potter Night Novels & Stories

Night fell slowly, blanketing the Anderson mansion in a hush of quiet stillness. Outside, the only sound was the clever whisper of the wind whistling through the trees. Inside the master bedroom, a soft amber glow from the night lamp warmed the space. Arabella had just stepped out of the bathroom, her hair still damp, her pastel pajama clinging lightly to her frame. Harry sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in a gray t-shirt and loose lounge pants, his eyes fixed on the tablet in his hand—but his mind was clearly elsewhere.

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

Weeks began to pass as Harry, and I got closer, and Allis and I were currently planning our sweet sixteen parties; it turns out that we have the same birthday. Mom has been working more, but what none of them knows is that my nightmares have been getting worse, it's like I am the creature that kills the first girl, and then I'm in the woods, running. I was currently sitting beside Harry and Allis in History; I'm not paying much attention as I start dozing off. It wasn't long until I heard my name being called, and I sat up confused by what's going on. "Miss. Nightingale, if you would be so kind, I would like to see you after class." I heard snickering from everyone but the two beside me, who

His muscles flexed under his tight shirt and his jaw tightened. "Do you really believe that the only reason I keep you here is because of your parents? I am Damion Night I don't do anything for anyone unless it benefits me and my family. Think about that the next time you want to kill one of my guards and try and run away." With that he turned his back on me and stalked out of the basement.

A grin slipped onto his face and he continued, “Welcome to your own little Hogwarts!” Twisting the knob, Nate entered and Eira followed. After hearing the word ‘Hogwarts’ she had built up high expectations. The room wasn’t grand or beautiful. Truthfully, it was dull. First she took in were the shelves with several thick books that looked torn at the edges. There were a few wooden tables with differently shaped candles and pentagrams drawn over them. The walls were lined with crafts and charts that attracted her attention. Most of them were hangings that showed the phases of the moon. There was something written below each picture but it was a foreign language that she couldn’t understand. Sh

she answered and he nodded. "Fine, we will meet tonight at 11 in the far corner of the training grounds for the spell." he ordered. All of us jumped up and scurried to get our assignments started. I prayed to the Moon Goddess that this would work.

"That city really never sleeps. Night feels like a day. And the nightlife is crazy there. Life is fast as if everyone is in hurry. It makes you feel sad about how they couldn't appreciate the things given to them." "You will take me?" "Yes. Living in that penthouse is crazy or we can stay in our hotel but I prefer to have our privacy." She bit her lip. "And Florida, how that sounds? You can go to Harry Potter theme park. See the diagonal alley. We'll buy a wand for you. Elder Wand." "Diagon Alley," She corrected. I cracked a smile. Even in her nightmares, she couldn't stop her bookish thoughts.

I promise. "All right," was its sparing reply. I walked out the door and closed it slowly. --- USA time 7:00 p.m in the night. Donya Helga is currently watching over her unica hija Alhea. Unconsciously the lady knew that tonight her son would wake up. She was scolded for parting her hair. So he was able to get up and he was surprised when his eyes were open. "Alhea, my daughter." it's tearful language. At the same time, run to the buzzer for the nurse to go and check it up. It was only a few minutes before the nurse arrived.

his voice jerked me back to reality. "hmm can I get your order"I said trying to sound confident, his voice sent me to planet zecury,I don't even know if it exists. "Two pot pies and one smoothie" he said back, with his eyes fixed on me. For the first time I saw genuine admiration and not the usual look of lust I was used to.

House Of Night BY P.C. CAST AND KRISTIN CAST Hogwarts for vampires? Yes, Harry Potter had his wizard school, but there are at least two series that give vampire teens their own school. First up: The House of Night series, six books written by P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast, a mother-and-daughter team from Tulsa, Okla. Marked, Betrayed, Chosen, Untamed, Hunted and Tempted. Vampires are chosen almost randomly, and they have to enter special academies, where they go through a program and slowly change — or die. This series is quite well-done, and has a lot of goddess theology and ritual in it.