Hijos De Harry Potter Novels & Stories

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

The adults did not expect the topic to be taken over by their children. "I have also seen Layla acting together with Uncle Eric. To be honest, even if Layla doesn't take over Tate Industries and instead goes into entertainment, she would surely be a famous star!" Robert said. "Layla has the acting chops! She could sing and dance well, too!" "Layla and Uncle Eric are so compatible. Why are all of you hating him?" Harry, Ben and Lilith's son, looked at everyone. Harry was 12 years old. His full name was Harrod Summer Schaffer.

Carwyn Levi's whole body froze. Bad guy… In Harry's heart, he always had the image of a kind uncle, whenever something happened, Harry would run to find him first, this time too. But this uncle that Harry adores the most is the one who secretly kidnapped his mother... If Harry knew the truth, what would he think of this uncle? Bad guy? Bad guy? Or are the scary kidnappers often appearing on TV series? Carwyn Levi began to feel afraid, afraid that his image in Harry's heart would be destroyed.

After parting the curtain a little in an unnoticeable manner, Harry peeped to see if he could recognise anyone. At first, all he could see were three teenage boys in a hoodie. Later when he began to pick words from the conversation, he realised there was only a masculine in the trio; the others appeared to be feminine. This was vindicated when one pulled her hoodie off her head, and shaked her hair. It was a short bub, and Harry couldn't remember where he'd seen this person, but he was sure the face was familiar — he just couldn't place it right.

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."

Chapter Ten Sabrina’s POV Maybe it’s time to introduce myself properly. I am Sabrina Montezar. I have a brother, my only sibling who is a year older than me--Spencer Montezar. My parents were never home, they are too busy managing our business and mostly out-of-town. We own an international fashion industry and International Engineering Company. Both of them handle these business with their expertise. Mom and Dad comes home once a year, and I can only bond with them during those times.

“Let’s show the family around our new home, hmm, daddy dearest?” “Morgana,” Talen smiled. “May I introduce Harry, my youngest vampiric child.” “Oh,” she looked between them with bemusement beginning to understand Talen’s confused emotions. “It’s nice to meet you, Harry.”

#One_Year_Later "Dad, Dad please save me. I don't want to have milk for breakfast. Chris is forcing me to do this." Harry requested Samson, hiding behind him. Harry is the adopted year old son of Samson and Christian which made their incomplete family finally complete with his presence. "Sam, don't hear his request. He is becoming really naughty day by day. If he does not have his diet properly then he will fall sick.",Christian glared at Harry, who was hiding behind Samson.

the three women say. I sit in bed in shock for the second time today. My family is dead. I am adopted. Now I have three floating women in my room telling me that I am a hidden witch, and they hold my magic. They want me to leave home, go to a big city, find two uncles that I have never met and learn about my family. Yeah. Okay. Let me get right on that. I am only 17. I cannot just leave school and work a few days after my parents died. I cannot go to a big city and snoop around looking for a family that I am not sure even wants me.

Hades. Just the name had been bouncing around the insides of his skull all day. He had barely been able to concentrate on any schoolwork. How was he, James, supposed to stand up against a force such as that, a god with immense power and creatures at his disposal? The answers would not formulate in his mind and James felt incredibly vulnerable. Even his dreams weren’t safe.