Harry Potter Series Novels & Stories

Sunshine screams as the mixture flying through the air strikes her down. I step inside the protection ring. I reach out to make an opening and pull her onto our side to protect her, but before I can pull Sunshine into my magic protection, one of the minions grabs Sunshine. He hits Sunshine one time with the salty-smelling potion, and it penetrates her body.

She is not a Salve and she will never become a Slave even if it endangers her life. *Note* This story is completely separate from the next one in the series and can be read independently

He pointed at me. "Really? That's cool!" "So you want to meet Shawn?" He asked and I looked at Jayson and squeezed his hand "She's ready." "Okay." He led the way and I'm nervous I swear. I'm so nervous, Elsa keep calm. Harry stopped in front of one room and written Shawn on it. He opened the door and we entered in. Oh my gosh, everyone's here. My eyes only caught one guy who's drinking water beside the sofa. "Hi." I greeted him shyly.

Another way to appeal to non-magic users to sell and make money. It took a lot longer than I would like to admit, but I can now proudly say that I can tell the difference between most common potions. Knowing that it is a skill that witches need to have in order to progress in their learning, I made sure to take whatever notes I could on each potion I made. A grueling process that has helped me better in another important skill. I’m also able to create the most common potions.

It is hard to chew it as I try my best to smile innocently at Sky who sighs and pokes my full cheeks, commenting that I look like a chipmunk. “Option one from about two hundred and fifty years ago, the Harry Potter Series.” Lia chimes in, motioning the pile of seven movie sitting on the edge of the coffee table. I laugh, watching as Lia begins to take the first movie – Harry Potter and the Philosopher Stone. I movie full of magic and a revolution at the end. Seems fitting to what I am dealing with right now. “What the other option?” Sky asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pressing a kiss on my forehead.

"Some candidates have lasted three hours. Others barely make it an hour before they're begging to be released. But I should warn you... in that darkness, with your mind under assault, three hours will feel like three days." If three hours was the max, I wondered how horrible these things were going to be. We would be down there in darkness, alone, facing whatever horrors the mages could dream up. And he sounded excited? Genuinely thrilled at the mind warping hours into days due to the intensity of the mental pain. Yeah, Harrion was batshit crazy. If I thought he gave me goosebumps before, now he genuinely scared the hell out of me. "The trial begins in one hour," Harrion announced. "Use that

​Bones was leaning against the side of a battered pickup truck, his massive arms crossed over his chest like a granite pillar, Killswitch was already off causing a ruckus with Wrench while Voltage sat on an upturned milk crate nearby, his eyes glued to a cracked tablet screen scrolling with a rapid cascade of blinking green code. ​Prez stood near his bike, unzipping his leather cut slightly as we walked up. He looked tired, the hard lines around his eyes etched a little deeper after a long, grueling afternoon of dealing with a drunk, hostile rival president, but there was a quiet, victorious satisfaction in the hard set of his jaw. ​"You look like you survived," I noted, stepping forward wit

The day our family went on vacation to an island resort, my younger sister, Alana Fisher, climbed over a safety railing to get the perfect photo. She lost her footing and, in her panic, dragged me into the ocean with her. The rescue crew was about to pull me out first since I was closer when Mom suddenly took a yellowed paper coupon from her wallet and tossed it toward me. "Corinne, let Alana get on the rescue boat first! This is the last thing your father and I will ever ask you to grant!" When I was seven, I couldn't afford birthday presents for my parents, so I drew a hundred wish coupons by hand. Each one read: [Redeem this coupon for one wish. Corinne has to say yes, no matter what.

I just had to get that book. A huge chunk of my childhood was spent reading J.K Rowling's books (including the whole, god-licious Harry Potter series which were obviously my favourite ones). Everything she wrote made me dream vividly of another world- it was nearly as fantastic as skydiving. I glanced at my legs and sighed sadly- the last thing I wanted to do was think of skydiving. I needed a few more weeks to digest that accident.

House Of Night BY P.C. CAST AND KRISTIN CAST Hogwarts for vampires? Yes, Harry Potter had his wizard school, but there are at least two series that give vampire teens their own school. First up: The House of Night series, six books written by P.C. Cast and Kristin Cast, a mother-and-daughter team from Tulsa, Okla. Marked, Betrayed, Chosen, Untamed, Hunted and Tempted. Vampires are chosen almost randomly, and they have to enter special academies, where they go through a program and slowly change — or die. This series is quite well-done, and has a lot of goddess theology and ritual in it.