Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Snowflakes

"Look at this snowflake! It's unusually huge and blue!" Having never seen such beautiful snowflakes before, a man stretched out to pick one up. "Don't touch them!" someone growled sternly. However, that person's finger had already made contact with the icy blue snowflake. Snort— The snowflake transformed into a blue ripple and vanished in an instant. The man's body froze over at a breakneck speed. "Ah! Old Deng… Old Deng!" Someone stepped up to the man and shoved him. As a result, the man immediately disintegrated into myriad fragments.

Startled, Susie gripped my hand tightly and moved closer to me. It was as if the flames were melting the frost slowly but surely… Soon the ice and frost that covered his body had all vaporized. I expected Alex to flutter his eyelids look at us or maybe move a bit. But, nothing of that sort happened. I watched in horror as his hair vaporized… then his forehead.. then his eyes… nose…mouth…Soon he appeared headless. “Eva…what is happening? Please do something…” Susie whispered as her nails dug into my hands.

Inevitable as snow. ~~~

He curled his body around me as I laid in the warmth of his fur before I opened the first chapter of the book. “It all started on a cold winter night…” I read. The young witches had played a trick on me and had me go to the woods for the first time alone when I was fourteen on winter to pick a sun drop flower. It’s the only flower that blooms on winter and it has an incredible kick to potions especially healing potions. It was late and I was lost and not to mention, a group of animal hunters found me walking back home and wanted to play with me so I fled. The blizzard only got worst as I ran for my life not caring if I was still being chased or seeing where I was going.

Finally we reached his lovely house, it was a beautiful house with wooden walls and roof just like I had in my world such a wolf taste even though there was nothing extraordinary about the house and green plants in front of his house but when he opened the main door of his house a whip of scent came inside my nostrils and I inhaled a deep breath, I could sense a strong scent of werewolves, not just one werewolf but two different werewolves. Lucky me!

Onyx The next morning was glorifying with the warmth of the sun falling over the freshly settled white snow on the ground. The sparkling snow shined like a diamond. All the animals were in hibernation and the environment outside the pack house was quieter than usual. I was indulged in the book given by the elf, last night in the library. There were too many things written in the book but nothing about defeating magical powers. “Damn!!” I cursed. “Relax, Onyx! Why were you so troubled?” Fiarra approached with a cup filled of hot chocolate and offered me.

FALINE sat next to the window while idly petting Astora with her free hand. Fall turned into winter. Large snowflakes were drifting in the wind and sticking to the garden grounds, covering the barren plants and walls in a thin layer white. Ever since she was granted the power of the ice, she could see and feel the winter more than her colleagues could. Snowflakes always fascinated her since then with their never ending patterns and glassy gleam. Faline could stare at them all day.

Laggas answered as he shot a lightning to the sky to send back a signal. “Hail?!” Sybb exclaimed and looked outside to see a giant snowflake in the sky before it slowly disappeared and formed into many small snowflakes that rain down on the earth. Sybb caught one of the falling snowflakes which immediately melted on his warm palm. He can’t help but smile. Hail is as cute as his powers. He thought and giggled.

The room had a great view with a huge floor-to-ceiling window, but the décor was… Something else. Pink. Everywhere. I wouldn't even be surprised if I saw a rainbow unicorn somewhere. What, did he think I was a child? In any case, I was too tired to play the straight man, so I freshened up and collapsed on the bed. In my dreams, I returned to the day when I first met Lucas in high school. He leaned on the windowsill, wearing headphones as he read a book. The wind rustled the trees outside, tousling his hair and the hem of his snow-white shirt.

I cried out again as I glanced around, willing for anybody to walk towards my office and just barge in without knocking, I'm sure that kind of shock would be just fine when it comes to breaking my mind from the invisible hypnotism he'd placed over me. Yes, it has to be hypnotism, it just had to. I mean, this is me. I'm Snow and I don't blush, I don't shiver over a deep and rich voice. I also do not get scared over a sharp voice. I so do not cower over people, I help people stand up for themselves if it something went up to that. So, what exactly was the problem with me right now? And, why exactly was I literally melting under the hard edge his deep voice carried.