Harry Slytherin Novels & Stories

The place was a giant room with a shelf with the thickest of the books, a lot of scrolls and various jars and potions. High priest's eyes went wide and wonderment took over his face."Oh, it has been a long, long time since I have seen magic." He sighed. "The last time I remember, it was Devon. He made me an ink pot that never runs out of ink." He mentioned and scurried to the shelf tracing the spines of the book.

Even among peers of equal status, occasional disagreements never escalate to outright humiliation. But now—being called a loyal mutt? This wretched bastard! Harry's eyes gleamed with intense murderous intent. "Keep acting cocky. Let's see how long you can keep it up." Watching his enraged retreat, Rachel leaned closer and whispered, "He seems pretty powerful. Are you sure this won't be a problem?" Gideon chuckled lightly. "I know who he is. He's Harry Yelverton, the third son of the Yelverton family!"

Melancholy, regret, earnestness and tenderness, all mixed into one. “Ok,” I say, struggling to keep my voice from shaking. “Then tell me what you can. Who are you really?” Felix narrows his eyes at me, shaking his head. “I’m exactly who you think I am,” he says. “Felix Lockhart. Seventeen years old. Lead singer of the British rock band Fable. Human.”

It’s dangerous yet I find myself wanting those captivating eyes to never look away. It frightens me to my core and I panic. “My real name is Harry and I come from a hidden world known as Hogwarts. My grandmother is Gandalf.” I sound stupid, I’m so stupid. The fumbling words leave my mouth before I can control them. I expect confusion from him, or maybe he’d look at me like I am some weirdo, but…he laughs. He laughs out freely. The laughter stems deep from within him, rich with real cheerfulness. As always, I’m entranced by it. The wind picks up the sound fast, playing it in the air.

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

I highlighted the vehicle, handed the driver his money, and proceeded inside. "Miss. Pierce?" A familiar voice called my name. I looked up to see the headmaster of the school, a middle-aged man of the ripe age of forty. I frowned instantly. I was surely paying a fine. I walked up to him dreading the... Strange. He did have his signature frown. This time he looked worried. The sweaty and folded forehead gave it all away. "I am really sorry. I couldn't leave my job abruptly. I hope you understand..."

"Don't just accuse, young man. You're still very young but your mouth is very hot. You better correct your attitude and never be bad to us" Harry sneered. He knew he was in a strong position now. He stepped into the mansion and saw many bodyguards already preparing to welcome him. Harry didn't know they were the people of Adrian's men, maybe even Mr. Wijaya's bodyguards. Everything seemed strange and completely unknown to him. Someone approached him, trying to introduce himself as Harry stepped into the living room. "Good evening, Mr. Harry" "Night, who are you?" "I am Mr. Sulthon's subordinate, sir. Chili Ready to grind”

According to Seb’s calculations, nobody would be able to evade his attack, no matter how impressive they were. Nobody would be able to escape being heavily injured or dead after getting bitten by his dear pet. He didn’t think that his well-laid plan would have no effect at all. Cold shivers ran down his spine. “There’s a sorcerer of the South Sea named Kylen Moreno, right?” Harvey turned around before looking curiously at Seb. “That’s my senior. How do you know his name?” Seb froze in confusion. His senior was very well-known, but he had never recovered ever since he was defeated by the Head Coach on the battlefield.

"Brother, although Severin is powerful, it’s not good to accidentally hurt this kid.” "Besides, we are both royal paragons. Even if I win, it will be disgraceful!" Harry was eight feet tall, with a leopard head and eyes, a swallow's chin and a tiger's beard, and a body like an iron tower. He was majestic. His presence made people feel the majestic power of energy and blood rushing towards them. Although he was tall and seemingly reckless, he was actually very thoughtful. How could a distinguished guest from Grandiuno Sacred Land come to visit and cause such trouble?

Everyone became a frozen statue at their place. But in a few seconds murmuring started again, but, more loud and clear. Students started talking about Harry's past or whatever biodata they have or heard. -"What is he talking about!" -"Sister? Did I hear something wrong?" -"Ahh! Guys Harry does have a sister." -"Where did that come from?" -"You guys forgot? We all know that Harry has two younger siblings. One is his sister and the other one is his youngest brother." -"So are you saying that Serene is... No, that can't be true."