Harry Potter X Oc Novels & Stories

Dwyne has a part in this ticket too. “That Harry Potter Book Collections, and that heart-shaped necklace, miss” Dwyne said to the counter lady. I was surprised when he picked what I want—the Harry Potter Book Collections. I can't help but looked at him with confusion. The woman gave what Dwyne said. “Thank you for coming, sir, ma'am” the girl said. Dwyne nod and smiled, but being a bitch me, I just rolled my eyes at her. “Oh, this is for you” Harvey said and handed me the necklace and the Harry Potter Book Collection.

He looks emotionless yet his eyes never failed to show the murderous emotion. He hates her. Too much that he doesn't even consider talking about her. And I don't blame him. Rose is responsible for this. Xander came back and looked coldly at Harry who rolled his eyes. "Well, I will come back tomorrow then. Till then goodbye sis. Goodbye Mr. Storm." Xander nodded looking at Harry's hand that he extended for a handshake. My eyes widened in surprise when Xander grabbed his hand and pulled him in a bear hug. Harry looked startled too.

She said, "You and I are nothing more than strangers. I have no interest in understanding you. I've said all this because Emma is my friend. I just wanted to remind you that your way of liking someone is wrong." "My way of liking someone is wrong? So, is the way Xander likes someone correct?" Just as Ron was about to expose the real relationship between Xander and Abigail, the bodyguard pushed the door open and said, "M-Mr. Hagrid, Mr. Zane is here." Before the bodyguard could finish, the tall and imposing figure of Xander had already appeared at the door. His hair was not groomed meticulously as usual. It was a little messy with travel-stains.

Things are quiet as we savour our first bites and we give Hannah so much praise, I’ve never seen her blush so much. I notice how close Xander and Haley are becoming. I think everyone notices the chemistry between them. They continually look at each other with their secret looks that they think the rest of us don’t notice and I even saw him feed her some of chefs amazing treats. I can’t help but smile at how right I got it with these two. Maybe I should set the other boys up too. I grin to myself at the thought. “Xander did you hear Mr Hashimoto’s son is taking over from him?” asks Tyler.

Harold was aware that if Derek had the intention of killing her, there'll be no stopping him because one spell was all it took but he braced himself for whatever was to come. Derek started whispering a lot of nonsense with his wand still pointed at Penelope. After a few seconds, his eyes opened and Harold saw his eyes change from bright green to its normal colour. "We're done," he said, his face returning to the unfriendly frown he'd had since he came out of the forest and that was it. "Thank you," Penelope said but got no reply verbally or non like she was talking to a statue. They resumed on their journey and continued walking through the last waves of the forest till they came out into th

“She is with Ryan. There is nothing I can do.” Xavier muttered something under his breath. “I can understand how hard it will be.” “No. You don’t.” I rewind everything happened two days ago for another millionth time. “I saw her laughing. The sad truth is that it isn’t because of me but because of that Harry Potter. He did something I could not.” Thinking of him make me want to throw up. Xavier rubbed my shoulders. “I am sorry. Just focus on tomorrow. Get the meeting done perfectly. I need you too, Xander.”

"You have a fragmented map right there. The crystal on the second shelf. It has residual draconic radiation embedded in its crystalline structure." The Hag snarled, her withered hands glowing with dark, defensive magic. "Who is this little rat, Xander? Keep your pet quiet, or I'll—" "Touch her, and I will rip your arms out of their sockets," Xander stated. It wasn't a threat; it was a simple, absolute guarantee. He shifted his weight, his Lycan claws slowly extending from his fingertips, scraping against the iron counter with a horrific screech.

“Yes, I packed all my s.” “Great. Now hold my hand.” He closed his eyes and muttered some words, as a blue greenish circle formed in the air. He pulled my hand as we both entered the portal. In the next second, we found ourselves in a school environment. I gazed at the setting of the environment. I'm guessing this is the Oakwood school. It didn't look all that different from a normal school. I was kinda expecting to see students on flying brooms, like in Harry Potter. On the surface they looked like human beings, I would have mistaken them for human beings, if I didn't know they were mythical creatures.

Jaxon walked over and dropped down on the far end of the couch. “Why the hell are we having a party?” he asked flatly. “We aren’t,” Harry replied without looking at him. “Skull and Rohan are. You and I just happen to be breathing the same air.” As if on cue, giggles and moans erupted from a nearby room. “They’re just blowing off steam,” Harry added with a grimace. “Not like they haven’t earned it.” Jaxon took a sip from his cup, then stared down at his bandaged hand. “I’m not letting her go, Harry.”

the main healer stated, maintaining a calm and steady voice. Damon moved away, keeping his gaze fixed on Kyra's face. He begged to rescue her, his voice cracking. Outside, the fight intensified rapidly. Xander battled with intense urgency, his actions a swift and powerful blur. The warlock of the coven emerged, surrounded by his swirling dark magic. Xander squinted his eyes. Growling, he charged at the warlock while stating, "You won't succeed in passing through." The pair engaged in a fierce battle, where magic and steel intertwined in a lethal choreography. Xander fought with a fierceness that neared insanity against the warlock whose eyes emanated a sinister energy.