Harry Potter Synopsis Book 1 Novels & Stories

The tugging sensation begins again, growing more and more intense as I continue to hold on, as the feeling intensifies I close my eyes and let it take me where it will. Splat! I make the mistake of gasping for breath and the taste of both mud and excrement fill my mouth. Spitting, I stand up noticing in the journey that I have dropped the pendant. Taking a look around, I wonder if this is where the heir has been hidden all this time. Reaching down I pick up the pendant and wipe it off on my cloak. I barely have time to do this before the sensation of tugging once more overwhelms me and the world blurs away. *************************************************************************************

The weather was a bit chilly, so she grabbed a black hoodie and shrugged it on then walked out of the room. She sauntered into the kitchen and found a redhead sitting on the island absentmindedly munching an apple, totally engrossed in the book she was holding. Najmah had wanted to step out but the title of the book caught her attention, so she walked in and right that moment, the redhead glanced up from her book and settled her gaze on Najmah. "Harry Potter and the cursed child huh?" Najmah smiled at her. "Yeah," the redhead beamed, placing a bookmark on the page before setting the book on the island. "Have you read it?"

STILL IN ALPHA RIVER’S POV I don’t know how long I stood staring at the phoenix until I got distracted by the sound of leaves ruffling in the trees nearby. I only had to blink and the phoenix was gone. I had this boiling urgency to search for it and I did until I stumbled upon a small girl with red eyes about the age of 5-6 years. I sighed knowing very well where she was from. Getting down on knees, I asked her softly; “Hey honey, what are you doing out here alone?”

Chapter 9: "Careful, there," a low, deep voice rumbled above me and the boy straightened up so I could finally see something more than just hair. He was holding up all of the books that were about to land on my head with an amused smile - but most importantly, he had the most beautiful pair of intense gray eyes. He held my gaze for a fleeting moment then proceeded to place the books back onto the shelf, all except for the Harry Potter book. He chuckled, "I think this is what you risked your head for," and handed me the precious book.

Draco replied, stepping to the bookshelves and starting to pick up some books. They spent hours later reading and days later. Draco and Astrid came every day to read. Almost all of the books did not mention the First Sorcerer's name to get The Heart of Magic. This incident happened hundreds of years ago. That sorcerer was referred to as The Great Sorcerer. Astrid leaned against the bookshelf in despair. Under her feet laid the messy books she was reading. Draco sat on the floor not far from her. "It looks like our search was in vain," complained Astrid.

She smiled and patted his cheek. "Y o u... a r e... r i g h t." She broke the hug and went to the bathroom to freshen up while Hyun sulked as he sat on the bed. He did not look very happy right now as he started waiting for the Healer to come back. .... Hyun stared at the book in front of him. How happy he was after stealing this book, borrowing that book. But now it seemed like th book was playing with him. "I... a m... g o i n g... t o... b u r n... t h i s... b o o k."

Hunter crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at me annoyed. I ignored him and turned the cover. Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets. "Well, this is a secret, alright. I didn't know you're a Harry Potter fan." Hunter took a few steps and took the book from me. "You know nothing about me." He opened the book, flipped through the pages until he found the page he was reading. "I know you for a year now. I think I know one or two things about you. One of it is that you don't read, especially a book." I picked up the bottle of beer from the ground and took a sip.

He whispered next to my ear, giving a warning tone. "You take that back!" Seth snarled with disbelief. "Harry Potter is one of the most franchised fantasy novels turn two awesome films of the century." "Yeah, but why would a wizard who can't fight in combat only with a glow-in-the-dark stick cast magic when you can have a hunky werewolf or a very seductive vampire." I heard a low growl behind me as Logan stuck his gun on my rear. That is no gun. "Logan, please make your girl stop."

(Harper’s POV) “I’m sorry, what now?” I stared at Harry, dumbfounded. He flicked through some more pages of the book and then turned it to face me. I apprehensively looked down at the book. The page was titled “Bloodline” and there was a picture of a wicked-looking blade down one side. The writing was a little faded and handwritten, but despite all that, it felt so familiar and I could read it, like it was something I had read a thousand times before.

"You must be heavily retouched. Men like this don't exist in real life, but damn, whoever designed you sure was talented..." I flip back to the first chapter, only to let out a dreamy sigh when I see the chapter is named "Meet cute." It immediately makes me feel a twinge of jealousy toward the main character. "I wish I could take your place, girl. If my instincts are correct, you're about to meet the man of your dreams and find your happily ever after with Mr. Frontpage Daddy." As I say those words, something odd happens. The page of the book lights up in gold, like that scene in the second Harry Potter movie. Only this time, there are whispers, and the ink disappears from every page of the