Novel & Cerita Harry Potter X Oc

Blood splashes across the floor and I pray it’s not his while knowing it most likely is. “Her necklace!” Xiao shouts, leaping onto Harriet’s broad back. A gold chain glints against the wolf’s fur. Xiao’s black-gloved fingers close to it, but it slips from her grasp. “Get her necklace!” Harriet’s teeth snap in Owen’s face. He pushes her muzzle away with one hand. The other grips the pendant on the chain. Before my disbelieving eyes, Owen transforms. It’s not neat, like on the ceremonial grounds. It’s violent and instant, tearing the sleeves from his shirt as his arms lengthen and splitting the fabric down his back. With one mighty shove, he sends Harriet—and unfortunately, Xiao—across the par

I instructed, and they promptly left the room with Fred. Once Stella and her mate were on their way with Fred, I turned my attention back to Xander. His eyes still displayed a mix of anger and determination. I walked toward him, placing my hand on his arm, offering support and reassurance. “Aarya, I don’t understand. How does Chris Harris fit into all of this? How does he know about supernaturals, and why is he kidnapping them? And what about you? Why is he trying to kidnap you? Most importantly, how is he manipulating human DNA with witch DNA? What the hell is going on? How did he run away?” Xander rambled, his fingers running through his hair in frustration.

“Cold?” “Freezing,” I muttered, even though his sweaty jersey was ten times worse. He ruffled my hair—messy, playful, the way only a big brother would… but to outsiders? Yeah, it probably looked weird. Especially since we didn’t look even remotely related. Not the same hair. Not the same face. Not the same build. Nothing. “Don’t look at Xavier,” Henry said suddenly, voice dropping to a warning whisper. “He’s a monster.” I blinked. “Who?”