Harry Potter Snake Name Novels & Stories

Once a male had a spouse, he was preoccupied with their connection, and on top of it, as much as Harvey was necessary, he wasn't inclined to take orders from a stripeless leopard. Ukko, on the other hand, was single, and was as frantic about saving the female as if she was his own. Grabbing a stray animal skin skirt, he wrapped himself in it after he put the salt water on the fire, and was starting to find the sleeping powder when there was a loud commotion outside. Harvey hissed and snapped his ears back. "Ah shit, the snake is here," breathed Ukko. "The Snake?" Harvey growled. "Ah, yeah uh, he brought the fox here, I donno I think he's related to the Guardians, I didn't - "

The wizard brought out a pendant he had kept with him, and wore it on her neck. "This will stabilize her for now" the wizard said. "We need to know the particular snake that bit her" Carl stated "I think it is Saturn" everyone looked at themselves, clearly hearing that name for the first time. "What is a Saturn?" Mason said everyone's mind with his question. "An ancient poisonous snake whose bite is said to kill anyone within minutes. I never believed that their species would be alive till this day" the Wizard said. "How do we heal her? Because clearly if that pendant is removed, she will die" Valerie stated.

“Are you my brother? We’re family from now on.” Owen stiffened, staring at my outstretched hand as if thoroughly debating whether he should take it. “This little guy is incredibly cute,” I added, glancing down. “What’s its name?” He looked visibly stunned, requiring a long, heavy pause before he finally managed to respond. “Snow.” He lightly tapped the snow-white head of the little serpent. Then, he reached out and took my hand. As our palms met, Snow actively slithered across our joined hands and wrapped itself comfortably back around my forearm.

The Black Mamba's body writhed violently before going completely dead. The toxic beast that had claimed countless lives for the Cassanos was finally dead. Seeing her beloved pet slaughtered, Caroline went feral. Snatching a jagged bottle off a table, she lunged at my face like a maniac. "You bitch! You killed my snake! I'll kill you!" This time, I didn't dodge. I grabbed her wrist, twisted it hard, snatched a bottle of high-proof vodka off the table, and splashed it right onto her neck!

I stared at that long string of zeros until my vision blurred. Then I ran to the safe. It was packed with gemstones, glittering like a dragon's hoard. "Heh heh heh." Jackpot. As the most powerful purebred serpent, Victor had inherited the entire Serpent Clan the moment he came of age. Five years of marriage, and he'd not only bought me an estate that rivaled a palace, but because I liked shiny things, he'd hoarded enough gemstones to fill a vault. And now? All mine.

Meph wanted to pull the little snake’s head out of the screen to teach him a good lesson, “I’m reporting you!” “You can’t. You agreed to the deal I proposed, and a contract was formed.” The snake shook his snake head, this time not scared at all, “and please don’t call me ‘system’. I have a name. I’m Messiah.” Meph almost laughed at the snake’s ridiculous shamelessness. That name actually meant something in the Magic Age!

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

The bitten spot had turned bright green which was so unlike a snakebite. He closed his eyes and brought his nose closer to the bite to sniff it. A foul smell assailed his nostrils. His eyes snapped open as the realization hit him like a bolt of lightning. It wasn't an ordinary snake bite. She was bitten by Ganguar, the witch's pet. A magical serpent that served as a pet to witches. They are deadly in nature. It was clear. Someone had sent it for her. "Witch. Call a witch," he commanded lowly and glanced worryingly at his unconscious mate. The healer and William stared at him, stupified. When no movement took place, he turned a cold eye on the healer.

The snake asked him. “Your help!, and your kids are with me !.” “Is he talking with a snake?!.” The head witch asked the wizard who was their watch out. “Yes!!, it seems so!.” He replied as he watched in awe. “I think it’s the mother of the snake egg I mistakenly broke!.” The scientists said. The snake's eye was filled with rage, Marcel tried calming her down but it was of no use. “I think it heard you!!.” “Run!!.” ——

"I am 'THE' Ice Dragon. The only one. The bearers may expire but I live forever. Only I. For another to be born, I have to expire." "What may I call you?" I asked, bewildered. Truth be told, I was convinced this was my life after death. Talking to a creature that didn't exist. Might as well get used to it. Its jaw dropped and it exhaled frosty air from its mouth and nostrils, causing me to yelp and jump backwards as it turned the ground to hard ice. "For millennia, I bore the given name from my bearer. It is usually the second name. It would seem you have stolen mine and left me with your maiden name. Persephone." It said dryly again.