Harry Potter Welsh Green Novels & Stories

He turned, and for a heartbeat, I swore his eyes weren’t green at all—they were molten, threaded with an ancient kind of light, older than words. “Answers,” he echoed. With a dangerous smile on his lips. “Do you have any idea what you’re asking for, Aria?” “I’m asking who you really are,” I said, forcing steel into my voice. “Why you can stand against Headmistress Morwen when Jason and Kael couldn’t even touch you. Why you look at me like…like you know me. Like you’ve known me forever.” Harry stepped closer. The shadows seemed to recoil from him as if they recognized his command. He stopped just short of me, his presence crackling like lightning in the air.

Merlin pushed one arm forward, her palm facing out, sending a rush of wind towards the other witch causing her to stagger backwards before she quickly regained her footing. "You disappoint me Merlin, I was expecting a fight", she sneered, walking towards Merlin as she raised her hand again and clenched her fist. Merlin, who had managed to get to her feet, held out both hands, pushing out with her palms as another gust of wind, shrieked down between the bookshelves, lifting the dark witch into the air and hurling her backwards into the far wall. Merlin’s eyes seemed to glow a fluorescent green as tiny green flames danced and flickered in their emerald depths.

His eyes had turned black due to the bleeding and so were his claws. "Hazel what is happening" he asked, she was the only one who could give him answers to what was going on with him. "I will need some privacy" she answered not willing to expose herself, to other people she was a mother taking care of a wolf and witch and no one knew her as much more. "Leave us" Alpha Nathan ordered. "You have been poisoned by green Coths, its a deadly medicine used to make wolfs vulnerable and then die. Do you feel weak at the moment" she asked for confirmation for her statement,

I sat down in my chair keeping my back straight and my face impassive. “Let’s get down to business. I don’t want to be here longer than I have to be.” Grant said. My eyes snapped to his but I kept my emotions out of them. “There have been rumors that you are the last of the original family. Thankfully, a witch provided us with a potion. Once mixed with the blood from someone in the original family, it will turn dark green and smoke. There are more… interesting, ways to see if you are of the direct decent but I don’t have time for a show.” That almost peaked my interested. I could feel all eyes on me. Wyatt stood behind me with his hands folded over his chest and Reed was standing guard the d

"Everyone step back! I need to examine him properly." They all stepped backwards apart from Valerie who was still panicking. "Valerie by everyone, that includes you too." Valerie looked at the wizard with a cold stare and refused to leave. "Very well then" the wizard ripped his clothes apart and noticed his veins were coloured green and hlit dawned on him what had happened. "He ate a poisonous fruit" Valerie and everyone gasped. "So what can be done now?" Mason asked as he came closer to see the green veins showing on Leo's body.

I say trying to calm her. Elsa and I are more than friends. We are more like sisters, we both stand at a height of 5'9 with golden hair, the only difference is our eye color. Hers are a light brown shade while mine are a very deep shade of green. Most people think we are sisters but we are both just two orphans that met one faithful day, fell in love with one another and became inseparable ever since. My mind is brought back with a mocking laugh behind us, I turn around and find Samuel.

Nate led Cloud and Ryde on each hand as we went deeper into the city. The Kingdom of Hazel was unlike Vertez, Sanver, nor Thalia. It looked like something straight out of a Harry Potter world. The city buzzed with busy people wearing something that resembles robes. Stoned floors lined with shops that sell different colors of bottles with strange liquid in them. A bunch of herbs and weeds hanging from the stall. Carriages with wooden wheels drawn by horses passed by. Shouts echoed from left to right as sellers bargained with their customers. As we passed by one of the shops I saw a sign saying: NEWTS EYE. FRESHLY PLUCKED.

Harry shrugs. “I don’t have any secrets from you so I don’t mind.” And without another word he knocks my hand aside and downs the drink. “Go ahead. What did you want to ask me?” He says cheerfully with a hint of a serious expression. “What is your favourite colour?” I ask. He stares completely confused. “Green. But you already knew that. You didn’t need a truth spell for that.” He points out. I shrug. “I know. The point was to ask something I know so I can be sure it’s working.” I explain.

She asked dipping her claws in his skin. "You witch," Hayden said as he pinned her neck with his claws, shoving his nails in her neck. "Arrgh," She groaned in pain as Hayden pinned her harder and she stepped back struggling with his grip. "Hay-" "I won't spare you like that night," Hayden said. "You deserve to die, just die you witch," Hayden snarled and Priestess Elena laughed maniacally.

It’s almost as if they were branded into the fabric. Green. What does green mean? Why is everything about her green? Then something hits me. “You!” I don’t shout, but I am heard loud and clear. “It’s your grimoire I found in the library.” “What! “Skylar, what are you talking about?” Gentry and Elena say together. “I found a dark green Grimiore in Lucas’ library. I thought it was odd to have a second one in the pack and it is older than mine.”How long have you been coming into the pack?”