Harry Potter Slytherin Cake Novels & Stories

Ithel, who had picked up on Calla's tricks earlier, dreaded what his wife had in store. On the plate was a rolled cake with chocolate cream covered in clear liquid. Beside the cake rested a small creature. The tiny reptile was supposed to be a fire lizard that set the liquid aflame and created a smoky taste in the cake. It was an elven specialty. Princess Calla had made one slight change. Instead of a fire lizard, she had swapped the creature for a similar one which mischievous elven boys use to trick their mothers. The servant came up alongside the Empress, ready to place the tray between her and the Queen. However, the poor elf did not see the thorn that Aurora had swept out of her chair.

she says seriously. “I like how you think,” I grin. We walk down the hall and into the kitchen, only to see Carey with his finger buried in my cake. It’s a stunning five-tiered cake with white fondant and painted gold around the edges with white edible flowers with gold edges swooping around the cake from top to bottom. It’s a very special cake, it’s actually lemon meringue on the inside, but you won’t know that until you cut through the fondant. It looks amazing, or at least it did until some stupid Delta stuck his finger in it. I storm over, reach up and grab him by the ear pinching and twisting it causing him to drop to his knees and howl in pain.

Queen Chloris motions to the maids and signs, asking them to retrieve the cake. The maids, swiftly responding to Queen Chloris' signal, quickly swam off and soon returned, swimming in perfect synchronization. They carefully carried a tray with a beautifully adorned cake, expertly balancing it. With gentle movements, they placed the cake at the end of the honored table. The icing on the cake is a colored translucent gel, creating a captivating visual effect. The actual cake itself is of a dark opaque color, making it a bit challenging to discern the exact shades before it is cut. The cake consists of three tiers, showcasing its elegance and grandeur.

Madelyn looks at me and I smile at her, making her blush. “So, what movie are we watching?” I ask taking the focus off of her. “Well, I think my mate needs to learn what it means to be a Gryffindor, don’t you?” Maeve asks. “Harry Potter it is! I’ll make the popcorn,” I say, showing Madelyn where to sit and grabbing a blanket off a chair to give to her. I don’t know if she’s still cold, but in case she is, I want to make sure she’s warm.

"You baked this?" "Mhm," Visenya nodded, "I had to learn some new tricks myself." Sarai sank her fork into the moist slice of cake, savoring the rich flavor that melted on her taste buds. She closed her eyes in bliss. "This is devilishly good," Sarai praised. "Let me guess, chocolate was Synora's idea?" "You know it," Visenya smiled. "She'll be up all night," Sarai side-eyed her. "Without a doubt," Visenya replied, her grin infectious.

“I told you we shouldn't have brought it out last. She’s already full.” I sat up instantly. “No, no. I always have room for cake.” I said making them laugh. Talon rose from his seat, walking toward the kitchen. I caught a flicker of magic on his fingertips before he disappeared into the shadows. The glowing orbs in the hallway dimmed for a second as if answering his call. When he returned, he carried a silver platter. On it sat the most beautiful cake I’d ever seen. Three layers, frosted with pale pink cream, decorated with swirls of chocolate and tiny edible flowers. Silver dust shimmered across the surface like stars.

"Happy birthday, Hermione." "Thanks. You remembered." "How could I forget?" He set the cake down on the bedside table. "Chocolate cake. Your favorite." Hermione stared at the cake for a long moment, a cascade of emotions flickering across her face. Then she asked, "Did you poison it?" For a moment, Rhys looked horrified. Then he shook his head with a chuckle. "Shoot. I forgot. Next time." He paused. "I would have brought a bigger cake, but I didn't think you'd finish it."

Not a good time to be visited by the Alpha, right? "Back off. What are you doing there?" "I brought this for you." Xander held up a white box as he stepped further. "Starlight cake. The only one can be found at Moonshadow. Rose, Jasmine and Violet will love it." I accepted the cake box, peering inside. Its buttercream frosting was mixed between navy and black colors, topped with a bunch of golden dragées. It was our must-have holiday dessert in Moonshadow. "How thoughtful of you. This is a precious gift." I threw the nostalgia away. “Thank you.”

said Evandor motioning towards his favorite sofa set and Lily sat on the sofa next to Percy. “About sugar, have some Bakhlavas” said Evandor moving the plate towards her smiling. “Oh wow, thank you. I really like premium turkish delight” She said excitedly before taking one in hand but stopped her hand in front of her mouth and glanced at Evandor suspiciously. ‘Why would he offer desert to me? Did he mix something in this? Is there a combination wolfsbane, mistletoe and chloroform in it?’ thought Lily, sniffling the sweet.

Lee says. I carefully sit on the side of the bed and pull down the sheets. "Fuck me. Do you see that, Lee?" I ask. She is only wearing a Hogwarts t-shirt. It's a Slytherin one with Draco Malfoy on it. "She is a big fan of bad boys." Lee laughs. "No! She is mine! She should be a fan of us, not him!" I snap at Lee furiously. "Ok, man. Lee replies, backing off. "I want to touch her. Fuck, look at her panties. They are see-through, black, sheer as fuck." I said, feeling myself getting excited.