Harry Potter Slytherin Traits Novels & Stories

Then, a momentary memory flashed in her mind. When he first saw her as a Scorpio, she had nothing in her eyes. Only cold and indifferent eyes could be seen behind the mask. Even though she had a flirty and teasing voice, her eyes couldn't reflect that. However, when he first saw her after a long time as Sherly, he felt something similar yet different. Who would have thought that Sherly is a Scorpio? Those two different personalities are only one person? George smiled as he saw Sherly smiling when they listened as the people around them discussed the trial, marveling at the depth and solidity of Hideous' evidence.

"Maliciousness is the most immeasurable thing in werewolves’ nature.If you want to become stronger, the first thing you need to do is to get rid of those villains that hinder you from rising." He was right. Although I never wanted to cause trouble, others always made trouble for me. Thinking back to my previous life as a slave, I realized that I didn’t get the treatment i deserved because of my tolerance. "I understand," I replied with a nod. "Just relax," Blair said with a smile when he noticed the seriousness on my face. "Harry may look tall and strong, but he is very simple-minded.Don’t hesitate to use him when you need to." "How can I ever do that to him?" I replied with a smile.

He had this very cruel look that frightened all ,and to think that he was their boss and his company paid them well, made all very submissive to his acts. Harry was chocolate in complexion, a bit huge and about 5.6 fits tall. He had this charisma that attracted ladies to him basically through his looks. Although he was goodlooking his attitude was a mess. Offering no regards for his elders ,neither did he respect women , he believed he could order anyone and have his way with them. One of such moments was the day he slapped an old taxi driver who had accidentally bashed his car. Sending the man to jail for 3 days without pity.

She also wasn’t one to be controlling, bossy, and demanding, although she would if she ever spent any time one-on-one with his mother. Sophia was a contradiction. With chocolate brown hair and clear brown eyes, but having a personality that was shy but outspoken, reserved but bold, nondescript but unable to go unnoticed, tame yet ferocious, calm but easy to anger, intelligent but not a genius, a talented second generation Knight. Every inch of her gave off the appearance of being soft, gentle, and weak, which she was anything but arrogant and egotistic. Sophia was truly a kind and caring individual, but she wasn’t perfect. She had her moments when her rage exploded and it didn’t matter who i

Liam's voice shook. "The Hex of Infatuation," the Seer said coldly. "An ancient, dark magic. It leeches onto your wolf soul, magnifying your desire to protect certain traits, like 'fragility' and 'helplessness.' At the same time, it coats your senses like a film of grease, blinding you to the emotions that truly matter." The Seer paused, as if she could see straight through them. "It made you cherish poison and cast away a diamond."

Chapter Twenty-four **** I should have known this day would come. From the moment Harry’s eyes met mine in the shadowed library corridor, something in me shifted. He wasn’t like the others. He wasn’t like Jason with his fiery intensity, or Kael with his unshakable loyalty, or Raven with his storm of secrets. Harry was quiet, calculated, and dangerous in a way I couldn’t explain yet. And now, standing at the edge of the training grounds, I watched the tension turn into something real.

“Now I know you’re screwing with me.” “Hermione, language,” Siobhanny chided, curling her tongue wickedly. Self-consciously, I patted at my frizzy hair, trying to make it lie straight in the way that it never would. “Come on, you love mages. You have that suckable Draco substitute all lined up for your bed. Whatever will Ron think? Or is screwing a bad Slytherin why you’ve chosen Alex? The thrill of the taboo?” “Trust me, Alex isn’t bad, and enough of the Slytherin bashing. Plus, you’re the one wearing the skin of the humans’ belief in the good mage.”

my voice broke in half. Adamant, he continued, "Yes, you can. You know when the Sorting Hat placed Neville in Gryffindor?" I nodded weakly, slightly amused at how regular he seemed when dropping Harry Potter reference. "That same fat kid slayed a snake seven years later. You're the Neville, Rashid. You can slay your snake, and you will." "It's slew." I sniffed. "Huh?" "Slew a snake, not slayed." "You're fucking hopeless."

well, love, really. He blew out a breath. “Blood drinking is an inherited trait like any other, but it’s magic, too, so it comes with various other, um, characteristics. Most of us are stronger and quicker than average. I can heal fast, especially when I’m in fang mode. Some of us can move things without touching them, and lots of us can mindspeak to one degree or another.” “Mindspeak,” she repeated, eyes going white-rimmed. “Brainwashing, you mean. That’s what she did to him.”

“Sexy, smart, romantic, older, more mature, we have a lot of history and his dick is incredible.” “Oof! And cons?” “Spoiled, kind of controlling, listens to his parents way too much, possessive and knows my weaknesses.” I answered. “And pros for Lee Windsor?” Skyler questioned. “Sexy, funny, has amazing hands, sensitive, thoughtful, passionate, and his dick is incredible too.” “I hate you,” She shook her head. “And the cons?” “Insecure, a little immature, sensitive-” “I thought that was a pro,” “It can be a con too.” I pointed out. “We have less history and he has a tendency to push me away when things get hard.”