Harry Potter's Cousin's Name の小説・ストーリー

The casting Unspeakable started to cast a very specific diagnostic. *groan* "Really?" "Really." "Gibbers?" He asked the casting Unspeakable. The cloaked man finished his spell and directed his cloaked face to his superior. "Affirmative for Horcrux." "Bloody Hell. Who is the kid?" The gloved Unspeakable, Buzzer, went to one of the books still on top of the bed and opened it, reading the name written on the front cover's back out loud. "Ginny Weasley."

Someone new. It doesn’t take long to find it. All I need to do is have a well-placed call with the school’s top student in the coding and computer sciences department, Alex, subtly drop my name, and I almost immediately get a response. Within minutes, the nerdy kid who once copied my homework is paying back the kindness tenfold with a single name: Jonathan Silverthred. I recognize the name immediately. It might not be Alice, but Jonathan is someone very close to her: He’s her cousin.

“He said he’s your cousin, Sir. His name is Jake.” His brows furrowed even more. And why was Jake there? Instead of answering the woman, Draco stood up from his seat. His expression didn’t change as he walked out of the room. The maid stepped aside immediately upon seeing him. He walked straight until he reached the stairs and went down. He immediately spotted his cousin sitting on the sofa in the living room. He walked toward him. And it seemed Jake heard his footsteps because he looked up in his direction. And when Jake saw him, he instantly smiled and even raised a hand to wave.

Harry informed me and a muscle moved in my leg. What? “Father has a family I didn't know about?” I asked Harry and he nodded. “Does that mean he is my cousin?” I asked to be sure and he nodded. “Yes, Princess” Harry said and blood drained in my face. “My name is Calhoun Bratva.” He introduced himself. That explains why he looked a bit like Father. “I know you didn't know me but I will introduce myself properly after the funeral.” He said and the people murmured among themselves. Well if he refused to introduce himself properly, I am afraid the people might think he is Father Illegitimate son.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

’ A moment later, the door opened again, and in came Diana, Lucas, and Harlan. “Hey.. how is everyone!” Diana greeted them first. She wanted her friends to feel comfortable around others. Everyone greeted them simultaneously. “I brought my cousin with me..” Leopold’s sister and their cousins, as well as Nicholas, his sister, and their cousins turned to look. They didn’t know Diana had another cousin in Great Blackhampton other than from Nicholas’s clan. They thought he was someone from Philip’s side. “Hello. Just call me Harlan.. I’m Diana’s favorite cousin!” He announced proudly.

she said, pressing her forehead on the car window. “School principal? Mrs. Castelo? Arnold? Does anyone ring a bell to you?” I snarled, hating how I ended up having a wife. “Oh, Arnold, the bully,” She lifted an eyebrow as she turned to me. “Yeah, I remember Dudley Dursley. Why?” “Who?” My forehead creased, thinking about where I heard his name. “Dudley Dursley, Harry Potter’s obese and insolent cousin. What about him? Them?” She asked again.

She said his name as the wind calmed her mind. "Hmm?" His eyes were closed and he looked so peaceful to her. "You know, I haven't really gotten to like someone so fast my whole life. I mean sharing my deepest secrets and baring out my entire heart and soul?" She said it like she was questioning herself of what seemed to her as impossible. "What on earth have you done to me, Ronan Hayes?" She shook her head accusingly and poked his chest while Ronan laughed. "Well, I do have a distant cousin who happens to be a witch. A pretty good one at that. Not that it has anything to do with us." His eyes wandered over her lips that widened into a bigger smile.

Your cousin is here. Arabella paused and weakly murmured in response. As Reginald approached, Cosmo politely extended his right hand, "I assume you're Arabella's cousin. Nice to meet you, cousin. I'm her colleague, Cosmo Harrington." Reginald glanced at Arabella, his gaze icy. "I'm your cousin?" Looking up at him, Arabella's expression remained calm. "Yes, cousin." In her clear eyes, there was evident stubbornness. Someone accustomed to gentleness quietly rebelled.

Annabeth’s cousin shook her head again. Besides, she didn’t want to owe the Batton family too much. “It’s not that complicated. To be honest, it’s straightforward. Annabeth will teach you everything…” Josh said. “It really is fine,” she insisted. “What’s your name?” Sharon asked. “I was so occupied that I forgot to ask,” Sharon added. “Cindy Schumer,” Annabeth’s cousin replied. “Cindy, I know you’re refusing our offer because there’s a bigger reason. You don’t want to owe our family too much, isn’t that so? So don’t think too much…