Harry Potter With Prophecy Novels & Stories

H U N T E R J O N E S I was reading the second Harry Potter book while leaning against the wall in the alley with Ty on my side. I knew Mey had asked me to read the Goblet of Fire to figure out the three unforgivable curses, but after picking the book randomly, I felt that I owed it to the author to read it from the first book. So I had picked up Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone from the library yesterday, finished the book in seven hours, and had it returned this morning. When I had returned the first one, I immediately borrowed the second one: Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets which was the book I was reading right now.

I was taken aback when she fought forcibly battling me with kicks and punches if I hadn't known better I would've thought he was a werewolf with the immense power he has since we would detect werewolves because of their wolves as it's also a magical being, but other than that we can't sense them. Those series of attacks were then by a blast of magic I was flown towards the wall. I groaned when my back met the cold wall just right then I whispered a restriction spell then whirlwind magic swirled around the limbs of that bearer. This time he groaned and whispered a cuss word. With that, I could only smirk at his pain. The whirlwind slowly crept through his body until it almost swallowed the un

He took a sip of the tea. "Grand father, How did you know that she is blind" I asked wanting to clear my doubt. "Kyle must have told you the fact that she is a witch so have am I not supposed. And most importantly it just happened that I have a gift of prophecy " He raised his head. "The gift of prophecy?" I asked as a pile of questions filled my heart. "Don't ask me why I didn't stop the strategy that I saw, like the death of Tony's parents and the death of your parents or should we say her sudden blindness"

I couldn't blame them. I pulled off my protective shield, tossed it to the ground and started walking home, feeling more alone than I had ever felt before. When I got home, I was just about to unlock the door when I overheard my mother's voice and the voice of my Sorcery teacher, discussing. "She's the one to fulfill the prophecy. There's no mistaking that," my teacher said. Prophecy? "But she doesn't believe in any thing we do. She doesn't even believe in sorcery. She always has some scientific explanation for everything," my mother says.

“Don’t pass out. They say if you faint during his speech, the thrones remember it forever.” Seraphine hissed, “The thrones what?” But the Headmaster's next words silenced her completely. “The stars have aligned again. A prophecy long thought to be lost awakens. And among you stands the one who will tip the scales of this world.” The words vibrated deep within her, resonating with a truth that chilled her to the very core. For a terrifying second, she thought every glowing eye in the room turned to her. Suddenly, her eyes locked with the Four across the hall.

I whispered, pressing my hand forward, even though my voice betrayed me. “Step back?” He moved closer, his words brushing against my ear like smoke curling around fire. “Why would I step back, when the universe spent centuries pushing us together?” I shook at that. My eyes rushed up to his. “What do you mean?” Harry’s eyes glowed faintly, storm and flame dancing in their depths. “You think this world is new to you. That your power was born only when the prophecy named you.” His lips curved into something sharp. “But I know you, Aria. I’ve known you longer than you’ve been alive.”

"You can't hide behind these boys forever, princess. And when I return, and I will return, you'll learn exactly what happens to those who defy the Silverclaw pack." He turned and stalked toward the door, his movements sharp with fury. But just before he reached it, he paused and looked back at me with those cold blue eyes. “Then let me finish it, right here, the marble smoke now mixed with gold. Come for me again, and this spell will strip you of your wolf.” I said as my green eyes swirled with gold and silver. Xavier's eyes widened, a flicker of genuine fear crossing his face before he could mask it. "You dare threaten an Alpha bloodline? You have no idea what powers you're toying with, chi

When the diagnosis vanished, it revealed one last note at the bottom of the box. It was written in my handwriting, carrying a cold finality he had never seen from me before. "I believe in the prophecy now, Troy."

"Well, fortunately, Harry has no idea that wolves are actually people." Tbc

“Whispers are often the tools of those who fear to speak plainly. I prefer data. What is it you wish to measure?” A faint, approving glint sparked in his frosty eyes. Directness, it seemed, was a currency he understood. “The prophecy is a compass, not a destination. It points to a potential. A nexus of power that could unify or unravel. We,” he gestured subtly to the silent figures by the fireplace, “are the stewards of that potential. We observe. We weigh. We ensure that should a true heir rise, she is not a weapon of chaos, but an instrument of order.”