Harry Potter Nine Novels & Stories

He glances up, face lighting up like the damn sun. "Daddy! Look!" He waves the book excitedly. "I figured out the math trick Grandpa showed me!" I force a smile and sit beside him. "Show me, champ." Harry grins, holding up both hands. "Okay, see? If you want to multiply by nine, you just bend the finger that matches the number. Like this-" He folds his third finger down. "Nine times three is twenty-seven! Two fingers on the left, seven on the right!"

Her face was soft and pretty, the kind of face people compared to a lily. But her eyes were sharp and calculating. And her smile made the hair on my arms stand up. I couldn't exactly refuse, so I let her walk me down the corridor. The second we reached the bathroom door, she leaned in close, her breath warm against my ear. "Ada, want to make a little bet with me? Let's both fall down at the same time. We'll see who Professor cares about more." Her stiletto came down on my broken leg. Pain ripped through me. I went white, cold sweat sheeting down my back, and I crumpled onto the floor.

“We originally planned to wait until your SATs were over, until you became an adult, before telling you all this. “But now someone has gone after our little girl. We can’t keep it from you anymore. “Ariel, from today on, you don’t have to endure anything anymore. “If the sky falls, ninety-nine dads will hold it up for you.” Just then, the doorbell rang. Eric, who was closest to the entrance, opened the door. Outside stood Macy and Daniel. Both were shaking violently, each holding large and small gift boxes. … The two of them stood stiffly at the entrance like chickens whose feathers had been plucked clean. Dad Number Ninety-Five, Isaac, let them in with a completely expressionless face.

"Lucy, are you okay?" I asked, confused. Lucy gritted her teeth. "I agreed to your proposal yesterday! And now you're nowhere to be found! You know what? I might just change my mind and not marry you!" I couldn't help but laugh, cold and sharp. "Proposal? Did I propose? Lucy, you're still living in your own fantasy. I made it clear, didn't I? I already proposed to you nine times, so I don't owe you anything anymore.

I asked sharply, irritated. The guard hesitated for a moment and swallowed a hard lump down his arid throat. They say the heard that the new breeder is cursed and they are here to talk about it because there's an old prophecy tied to her.” Marcus froze beside me and we exchanged a panicked gaze. A prophecy? My grip tightened around the glass , my knuckles white until the glass slipped from my fingers and shattered on the floor. What have we brought into our pack?

“Come on, this is a joyous day! Mia, let’s wish the Alpha a happy birthday and a wonderful life together with his Luna.” Leonard’s voice was bright and loud, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere. When I stayed silent, he looked at me again over his glass and mouthed, “You can use a forgiveness coupon.” Back then, Leonard had asked me to be his Mate 98 times, and I had rejected him 98 times. I thought he would give up, but he summoned all the werewolves in the pack for the 99th time and got on his knees, swearing to the Moon Goddess,

I shot her a glare. "Really, I spent nine years of my life ingesting one of your wretched potions and this is what you say to me?!" She shrugged. "When did the second potion come into play?" I prompted. "After nine years, your father found a suitable mate for you, Harry. I placed the attraction spell on him and your father gave you a mixture of an attraction and suppression potion for six months until you turned 18 and Harry magically walked into the picture. You made eye contact and boom!!! You two fell in love, marked each other and were supposed to live happily ever after, but well… you know what happened."

" I'm just trying to tell you this bland brain diet that this talisman can listen to you when it's not with me" " How?"Hope roll her eyes dropping the talisman into her palm. "Whenever you use it you'll say "Nine times nine lives hath lived the cat. And ninety night are nine by ten Nine ounces from nine pounds of fat Nine times hath pecked the Dorking hen So nine time nine I'll call to thee Ninth of those nine,come thou to me" " What's that gibberish?is it a spell?" " Yes, it's a spell and when you recite this thrice a blue hovel,I mean a big round cave like hole will appear then you need to step into it the minute you do you're going to be anywhere i am"

whispered Cynthia in Ada's ears. " Ya, what a rude douchebag ." said Ada in a slightly high pitch again. " Hey you miss picture perfect, you need to teach your friend how to whisper," said the boy looking at Cynthia. Cynthia gazed at Ada and Ada this time 'WHISPERED ' sorry. Cynthia passes a funny smile towards her just realising that how innocent Ada she behaves like a 6-year-old kid. As they reached the 4th floor and the lift's door opened, they just saw a tall and a bit chubby girl with long black hair wearing an oversized t-shirt with jeans. She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically.

Nine is tied up inside a tent. She is weak and the ropes tying her are laced with liquid mercury which is the weakness of her kind. Her hands are slightly burning and she cannot use her magic in this state. She can see a shadow approaching and the familiar, sweet scent hits her nostrils. Damien barges into the tent, looking visibly angry. “Why are they going to Ghi’or?” He snarls at her, his eyes flared up. He tries to look intimidating and dominating to her, hoping to scare the woman but Nine only scoffs.