Harry Potter Silver Trio Novels & Stories

By the time I kicked my way out, my knees were bruised and the assembly had already started. Silverfang’s annual ceremony wasn’t something you were late to. Three packs gathered in the massive auditorium, banners hanging from the ceiling, elders seated on velvet chairs. It was where alliances were made, where secrets were traded in smiles. It was also being livestreamed to every member of the tri-pack alliance. And me? I was climbing the back stairs, breathless, trying not to look like I had crawled out of a janitor’s tomb. The balcony was crowded. Students in silk dresses and sharp blazers filled every row. I squeezed through them, clutching the first drink I could grab from a passing tray.

Silver said, her tone awfully sarcastic, her eyes on Elly before it came back to me, “I know what you are thinking but seeing him now would be quite impossible actually, so just message him later.” Hmm… I get her point, with this whole chaos, I doubt I would even make it past the first set of players. “Okay then, let's head back now, you coming Silver?” “Nah, I still have loose ends to finish up first, so bye then,” she replied and dashed right off, leaving only me and miss perfect alone. We both instantly separated and then she spoke. “So you really are friends with a Tan, huh?” Right… the mosaic isn't on good terms with the Tan family, well, seeing their prosecutors and Silver family are a

Silvercloud sighed. “Jonathan, focus, please. You said you found a way to track the scepter.” Isis gently reminded him. It was hilarious to see him blush as she sweetly got him back on the subject. “Right, sorry, I’m distracted.” he smiled. “So you said the scepter was magic, and I’d already thought it was Gryffindor rules or Excalibur and the like. So I tried to take the magic side of things and apply it to science. I present to you ....” Silvercloud paused, making a drumroll sound with his mouth.

I pouted and looked at Hansel to do the dirty job. What? I'm bored. At first, Hansel didn't want to say anything, but after I discreetly pinched the side of his thigh, he coughed to hide his squeal and glared at me. "Silver Shadow is just an ordinary group of Rogues until three years ago. Later on, they suddenly went chaotic. For what reason? There were only theories, no concrete evidence," he started. Anastasha chimed in, "It's Scarhead." "Who?" Fred asked, on the verge of laughing at the stupid nickname.

"She’s not a key. She’s a little girl." "She is both," the silver sister said. "She is the Anchor that will keep the Mother’s mind from shattering the Earth. And I am the Cradle that will hold her. Together, we are the Trinity. The Flame, the Anchor, and the Cradle. We are the new Architects." "I am nobody's Architect!" I lunged, my hand erupting into a blade of pure, liquid-red fire. I didn't hit her. I hit a wall of **Silver Silence**.

“Relax pretty boy, no one is going to hurt you. I will explain everything you’ve just seen.” “Explain?” I shrieked. “Explain what? That Logan is an animal and Kayla is a vampire and you are…what are you?” “A wolf is what I am. And yes Kayla is a vampire.” Silver reached into her tight jeans and pulled out a small transparent box which she tossed at Kayla. It contained green contacts. Everything fell into place. Her eyes. I always thought they were strange but then again I never thought too much about them because my hormones were on a rampage the few times I spoke with her.

Out of the excitement of finding a lead on the wailing brides, he accidentally added a double dose of the other potion. “Layla!” Silver knocked on the bathroom door after concern took over her. Layla had locked herself in the bathroom since she woke up. Hearing Silver’s voice, Layla stormed out of the bathroom with an angry look on her face. “You made him a potion to make me look like Phoenix?” her eyes told Silver the anger she held for her. “He wanted me t---,” Silver tried to speak up but Layla shut her up. “Bullshit! You made him that potion and told him to reject me after having fun with me?” Layla started taking threatening steps in the direction of Silver, who had no clue how to react

However, soon my stomach roiled violently. I bolted to the bathroom and vomited up everything I’d just eaten. The hollow weakness in my body dragged me back to that moment closest to death. I’d been tortured until I was barely alive. Afraid of answering to Daniel if I died, they called in a healer. She skimmed my test results, her brows knitting into a hard line. “Your silver poisoning has seeped into your bones, and your wolf soul is dormant. You won’t live long. “How long is your sentence? Three years? Perfect. You’ll die not long after leaving Silver Prison. No need to dirty the cell with your corpse.”

The Moon Goddess nodded in recognition, “I have had the misfortune to watch his actions but have no authority to intervene. Running may very well lead to your deaths, but we can hide her abilities for a short while.” The Moon Goddess flickered her hand and three small pieces of silver fell to her hand. She looked at the shards regretfully and let my family look at them as she explained. “This is Blessed Silver, the same my lover used all those years ago to hunt my children. But with these three pieces, we can cut off her connection to her wolf.”

His voice was menacing, cold, as if he knew something about my triplets I hadn't told him. My chest tightened, but I kept my cool, breathing regularly and holding his gaze. "The Silverbloom leaf," I said softly but with authority, looking away and falling into an empty chair, my gaze passing over the row of vertical bookshelves to my left, whose books stood stiffly under layers of dust and reeked of old leather. "That is the cure." “How do we get it?" he went on, his voice echoing through the room. "Guards, warriors—you name it, you've got it!