Harry Potter Rita Skeeter Novels & Stories

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."

— I'm not going to give spoilers, you need to read the rest of the book – he replies with an air of mystery – now it's late, time for the little wolf to go to sleep. I watch when the little bugger pouts, but nods, settling himself on the bed. "Do you think witches are good Scalet?" – I roll my eyes, remembering an old wizard friend who is simply unbearably cold, I think that's why we can be considered "friends". — I think some are, well, Harry is very kind and brave – I frown and decide to end this whole session of compliments on that Harry. I walk in and don't wait for them to say a word before pulling my mate to my shoulder leaving her gaping at my action.

Next to her was her twin, Kataleya. The two were opposites, with Skyla having black hair and several piercings, Kataleya had sandy blonde hair and was by far the gentler one. She waved at Azura as a fourth girl joined their conversation. She had short, dyed hair. I knew her too from when I did a background check on Azura. Song Daquin. She was Azura’s age and one of her friends from the academy, a witch.

But we'll be there next Sunday. After praying I get out and open her door and we go inside. I hate the irritating little bell over the door. And how it smells in here. Maybe this was a bad idea... We see a lady sitting behind a round table. There's a red tablecloth and a crystal ball on it. She stands up and she literally resembles a real-life gypsy. With her long wavy dark hair, weird jewelry, and layers of different colored clothing. None of it matched. How do you even leave the house and not match?! "Hello, my name is Rita. How can I be of uh... assistance today?" She looks tense and kind of nervous. WTF is her problem?

Veronica didn't even bother seeing them out; she was too busy diving into the stolen notes. Rita's frown deepened. Even after they walked out of the Blue Moon packhouse and got into the car, the unease followed her. "Mom," Rita said, looking out the window. "Do you think that old woman really hid some secret healing arts and taught them to Chloe?"

Miss Penny gestured to Skye and asked her to introduce herself. "My name is Skye, Skye Milano. I am a 17 year old Taurus and witch. I love dancing and baking." At the end of her introduction, Skye was ushered to a seat behind Olive and Jessie. Olive, on the other hand, was ordered to show the new girl around the school. The minute Skye sat down, Jessie felt a cold chill run down her spine. She felt like she was a rabbit being watched by a predator that could gobble her up at any moment.

- Now you pissed me off, so Rita is going to pay for all of this! - Stop that! Oh Lord, it was Rita screaming. So from the top of her lungs that I kept wondering how hurt could she be. - How do you like that Rita Sinclair? Again she screamed, loudly this time. - Lay one more finger on her and I promise you I will look for you even in a snake hole and make your pathetic life a nightmare! - Stop making threats and listen. This torture on her can stop only if you play this game.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

She raises her brows at me, twirling a strand of her hair around her fingers as she smiles mischievously at me, and I bite down on my tongue; my hands curling into fists as the memories of everything this girl that stands before me comes rushing back. You see; Rita is the daughter of Alpha Gael, my old pack's Alpha, and just like her father— Rita is one of the most horrible people I have ever met. She's selfish and greedy to the very core. Not to talk about the fact that she's a manipulating dirty little bitch, and the things she's done to me; I can never forget. A SHORT FLASHBACK. [EIGHT YEARS AGO; THE SILVER MOON PACK. THE PACK'S SCHOOL.] "Forgive me, Rita. I truly have no idea that you ga

I will teach her a lesson and make her a disgrace and a laughing stock. ‘Let's see if she can maintain her elegance when she starts to feel the effects of the drug.’ I stepped out and waited patiently for the right opportunity to put my plan into action. ~~~ ALEXA'S POV 30 minutes earlier, It was too late. I had already pushed the door open, and everyone was staring at me with curious gazes. I nearly facepalmed myself in embarrassment. Apart from Morgan and the woman, there were about 5 additional men, including Peter, seated at the table.