Harry Potter Slytherin Cake Novels & Stories

“Can you conjure a cake for me?” I blinked. “A cake? What for?” “You’ll see,” he said, winking. I rolled my eyes but lifted my palm and focused. Magic curled through my fingers like liquid moonlight, and within seconds, a three-tiered cake—lavender and cream, dotted with candied violets—appeared in my hands. “This better not explode,” I muttered. “Would I do that to you?” he said, taking the cake from me. “Just wait.”

"Why won't this work?" Luke stared. The kitchen looked like a war zone. Flour dusted the counters, something was charred on the stove, and Cass looked like he was about to set the building on fire. "What are you doing?" Luke asked slowly. Cass looked up, his hair messy, eyes wild. "I'm trying to make a damn cake, okay? A 'Welcome Home' cake for Bingley. But the chemistry is wrong and the gravity is off and I hate everything!" Luke looked at the smashed banana on the wall behind him. "Is the banana part of the recipe or a weapon?"

Sam walked over to the table where the food was and set the cakes down. When She came back to help Harry with the food, he was standing there frozen like a statue with his face bright red. Harry`s Pov I was told by Alpha Nathan and Luna Helen that I was to make the desserts for tonight's party and they gave me a list of what foods to make and what ingredients I was going to need to buy. I went out with my friend Timmy to get the right ingredients and to help me carry them. I`m known in the pack as a klutz since I am always falling over my own feet or tripping over my tail and dropping stuff. The omegas in this pack are treated more fairly than you would expect. Don`t get me wrong we still ha

, Harry asked facing her, finally letting go of her hand. Harry unlike Kavinsky was not a shy person or someone who will hold back. If he likes something, he would make sure that he gets it. And when it is someone he likes, he acts up immediately and makes that person his. He believes that when you don't go for what you want, that thing might get taken away by someone else. "The vanilla flavor", Anna replied with a small, shy smile. "I would take that too", he told the waiter as he pointed towards the vanilla-flavored cake in the glass compartment. The waiter widened his eyes at first before nodding in understanding.

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Cuffe asks again. "Yes. We already told you, Mr. Cuffe. My wife, Selena, inherited the magic title from Salazar and Helga, so she technically is Lady Slytherin and Lady Hufflepuff too." Just to make a point about what Erik just told Mr. Cuffe, Selena raised her right hand to the air and made the same grabbing gesture that Erik had made earlier during the interview. A silver longsword encrusted with emeralds and an Olde English inscription in the blade's body appeared in her delicate hand, shocking the two guests from the Daily Prophet.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

The child was silently laying on her and kept her silence. "Let's go inside." Suggested Kayle, taking the lead. Upon enering the shop with bell ring, Loathefiya moved up from her layong and got stunned to see stalls, stands and counters sprinkling with delicious sweet dishes. She got attracted and stared happily as her cheeks turned pink by viewing them. Vanilla cake designed pink flower, with a smooth layer of white cream. Chocolate cake drizzled with white chocolate and designed with a sheet of melted chocolate on them red cherries assembled around. Any child looking at these would grow hungry plus, stubborn argurning to buy one.

Ecklis greeted them. "Aww, you look so cute. Did your noona buy that bonnet?" Seoul asked him as he wiped his cheek with her fingers since there were a few traces of cake, "Yup! My noona is the best!" He giggled and took another bite of his favorite cake, a Genoise cake, which is a layered cake with whipped cream and fresh berries. As for me, I prefer a Red Velvet Cake and a vanilla smoothie. Ah, heaven. "Guys, guys, guys, guess what happened earlier?" Haru started. And as fast as lightning, my head swished as if it was made of rubber and my eyes grew wide. Oh no you don't! Don't you dare tattle on me! Fight me, man!

— Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead Time did fly. Sometimes I thought that perhaps it had wings, just like a golden snitch. It was Christmas and as always, my mom busied herself in the kitchen. She used to make Nian Gao (年糕), a Chinese New Year Cake made of glutinous rice flour and cane sugar. It was very sticky and had a caramel taste. Nian Gao was a symbol of perfect harmony and balance.