Harry Potter Redhead Friend Novels & Stories

We discussed her future plans and how I was still trying to figure out what was going on with me and Riccardo. “Can I ask you something?” She said, her tone suddenly serious. I nodded, unsure if I was ready for whatever was coming. “I’ve noticed your hair is growing out red. I always thought you were a natural blonde.” Her question took me by surprise, and I struggled to find the right words. I glanced down at my coffee, swallowing hard. “Well, um, yes, I’m a natural redhead like my mom,” I replied, hoping she wouldn’t dig deeper. “Do you hate the color?”

"I can't wait to see the other schools struggling to match this. You've really overdone yourself." "Thank you." I responded shyly, intimidated a bit by her, but who wouldn't? And with her looking this stunning... "So who have you come with?" she tilted her head after a small sip of her plastic vase. "I think I've seen you with your red-headed friend, uh, Victoria?" "Yeap," I raised my chin and squared my shoulders proudly. "She's my date." without thinking I spotted her bright red mane through the people.

“Let’s see what we have behind door number A. Ooo very nice.” The red-haired man from the window stepped out and stared at Harry and then Meguitte in surprise. In his hand, he held a mop like a weapon. “It’s you!” He said in surprise to Meguitte. “And me,” Harry grinned running his eye over him with appreciation. “Meguitte,” the red-haired man said, blushing beneath Harry’s stare. “I’m Cameron. Cam. This is,” he pulled a black-haired, heavily tattooed man out into the sunlight. “Rhett. We’re… Well, I think we’re related.”

He spat, quite crudely. "Mikhail! I love you! How can you say that?!" The girl must be truly embarrassed with this botched confession because she was spotting red. It wasn't until she heard laughter from behind this Mikhail person did she realize there were people seated next to him. One was a female with blood-red hair, so much like blood had soaked it, Harmony wondered if she had dyed it. She had striking features that left Harmony pondering if such good genes were so rampant.

“Girl, you look damn hot! Are you sure you’re that witch girl from Harry Potter and not a slutty version of Scarlet Witch?” “Her name is Miss Hermione Granger,” I told Trish, rolling my eyes. “Plus I’m not a redhead. Can’t be Scarlet Witch even if I want to unless you got a wig stashed somewhere for me to wear.” “Don’t think I’m a nerd but even I know that before she became Scarlet Witch, she was Wanda Maximoff and she was a brunette just like you,” teased Trish with a wink. “Anyway, what do you think?” She did a little twirl then looked at me over her shoulder, her brows wiggled as a mischievous smile formed on her red lips.

I echoed the words I heard her say a million times, smiling slightly. “You’re very insightful, I think we’re going to be great friends.” Susie grinned, grasping my arm and lacing it with hers, “Now, I heard one of the guys at school speaking about a Harry Potter movie marathon at the main packhouse today, would you care to join us?” “I love Harry Potter.” I nodded eagerly. “Forget it, we’re not going to be great friends- we’re going to be best friends,” Susie announced and my heart skipped a beat. “Who’s your favourite character?” She asked, dragging me along the path that led to the main pack house.

he said to Kaida, who nodded. "Yeah, I did. I owe you one," she told me. I smiled and shook my head. "Let's leave it at that. I'm cashing it out on you helping me bring Dalia along." At that point, a golden-haired man came striding across the grounds with the kind of confidence that demanded attention. He was dressed similarly to Riven in midnight blue with silver threading that caught the light. "That's Harrion, the prince's half-brother," I heard Kaida say

"Care to tell me why you're trying to break down this door?" The blue haired one glared at him. "It's none of your business. So get lost." Marcus chuckled lowly, running a hand through his hair. "It's my business though. I don't tolerate harassment in any form and—" "It's not harassment!" the black haired one said, stepping forward. He smiled, extending a hand. "I'm Harry." Marcus stared at the hand for a beat before looking at him. "How is that my concern?" Harry flushed in embarrassment before taking his hand back. "The omega in there is my partner and he went into heat."

Another redhead who entered the room last said, staring at both Aurora and Maverick in disdain, she seemed to be part of the witches and also enjoyed the same position as Mani but Aurora was sure that she had never seen her before. “We used the advanced guide on him with the better spells and ways and even with The Mistress, me and Mani, none of us were able to make him submit to the Essence.” She laughed but Aurora didn’t find her words funny, instead she clenched her jaws, gritted her teeth and fisted her hands. “Doesn’t that sound a lot like someone I know?” “Stop, Rosa.” The Mistress said to the redhead who just looked at them from head to toe and went to stand beside The Mistress.

I was about to ask him, but he stood from his chair, offering me his hand, standing me up along with him. "Hey!! So you are here!" the redhead girl said looking at the man who was holding her hand, as if he was afraid she'd run away from him, she looked at me immediately with the most cold look I could ever see, "who's your little friend?" she asked with a confused look on her face, I looked at Harris who was looking at me already.