Harry Potter Salazar Slytherin Novels & Stories

Hermione Granger sat cross-legged on the floor of the library, surrounded by piles of books as she pored over ancient texts in search of a rare potion recipe. The silence was broken only by the soft rustling of pages and the occasional creak of a floorboard underfoot. Lost in her studies, she didn't notice the tall, dark-haired figure approaching until he was standing directly behind her. "Well, well, what do we have here?" Viktor Krum's deep voice rumbled, causing Hermione to jump and spin around. The Bulgarian Quidditch captain loomed over her, his piercing gaze fixed on her face. Hermione felt her cheeks flush under his intense scrutiny.

That didn’t seem like it should be possible. “Hayden Carmichael,” I said, holding out a hand because I wanted to feel her flesh against mine as well as appear more professional and in control of my faculties than I actually was. “Hades Carmichael?” she murmured, making a face and nodding before saying, “Hmm. Makes sense.” “Hayden,” I corrected. “Not Hades. Which reminds me, I never got your surname.” “Salazar,” she returned, furrowing her brow as she shook with me. “Didn’t Kaitlynn mention that?”

… I could not see face of this unknown person as her back was facing me… I made my way towards them and was about to keep rice and pork soup bowl on table when my eyes traveled at unknown man who was sitting in front of Draco… My eyes went wide when I saw that unknown man sitting in front of Draco was none than “SALTUS” I said in my low voice Saltus is a Forest Dragon, who we had freed from Kingdom Mirielle, however I was wondering what he was doing here as I clearly remember last time he was sent to ‘Dragon Miasma’ by Draco along with Glaciem

A new connection burns between us, not as intense as the one I have with Sly, but just as real. "Thank you," Rudy sighs, releasing my hand. "I was worried you wouldn't want me." "May we approach," a young man standing next to Hazel asks with a hard, yet polite tone. "Alpha Queen." I already know who it is before he removes his hood. "Hawthorne Sparks," Sly comes up from behind me, placing a hand on my waist possessively as two guards create a barrier between us. "What should we do with the witch?" One of the guards asks, his claws extended.

his voice was stern and demanding, and his hold on my chin got tighter. His gaze on me was intense. It was as if he was daring me to talk more and I crumbled and looked down on my hands. "I just think it's too early." "There is never too early in my pack." "But we barely know each other, Alpha Salazar," my tone was then careful and I heard him let out a sigh. "Well, I am Salazar Alfonso, your mate," I looked back at him. "What is yours?" "Suerinity Altamera."

"Was it that bastard Maron…?" "No…" Quinn sighed miserably. "It was the Salazars." Dahok hacked violently for a while, his eyes flashing viciously when he looked up again. "We shall make the Salazars pay when we're done here. Go—call Jorg Zayas right now." Not quite familiar with Jorg, Frank glanced at Quinn quizzically while she borrowed a phone from one of the Sage Lake Sect apprentices. "Jorg Zayas is the leader of our sect's cutthroat guild," she explained. "Don't worry—the sect shall serve the chief's will until the end."

I bite out, unable to stop the thick spiral ice that starts crawling up Olyon’s hand planted on the snow beside me. “No surprise that it’s the Froskarn prince who screwed everything up,” Jayan snaps, sounding so heartbroken as he exits through the broken window. The look he levels me with is all disgust before he turns, runs with his shifter speed, and disappears. Barely a second later, we hear the roar of a dragon. Salazar has shifted into his dragon and is probably rushing out to search for our mate.

"Harry was a violent, unstable wolf with a history of abuse. Kael had threatened him multiple times over his treatment of Zara. It wouldn't take much to push that situation to its inevitable conclusion." "And then swoop in to claim the corpse," Sage finishes. "Using Harry's body specifically because it gave access to this pack through Zara." Zara makes a small wounded sound. Rylan, sitting beside her, pulls her closer. "So we're looking for someone with magical ability, intimate knowledge of pack politics, and a vendetta significant enough to plan this elaborately." I tick off points on my fingers. "That's still a massive pool of suspects."

“What is so funny about Harry Potter?” “Do you know how much your mother loves Harry Potter? Those are her books.” She sets the book down and looks at me with disbelief. “No they’re not.” “Ask her. I promise you. I can tell you she is house HufflePuff and her patronus is a wolf. And she knew that before she knew of the magical world.” “Mine is a dog,” she replies and goes back to reading.

She said, smiling. "And that's something to be happy about?" Zyair asked her "Absolutely. He's a traitor, and he's in penance for his misdeeds. He cannot help us." She said "Why are you talking about?" Zyair asked "Many years ago, Salazar had disguised as a soldier and killed Sebastian's father. He cannot stand beside the boy nor against him." She said "And?" Zyair asked because he could now see there was more to this cookie jar opening before them all