Hogwarts Oc Novels & Stories

The red stone shimmered like it was melting under the sun, making the whole place look like a giant velvet cake of doom. Lush green lawns unfurled across the campus like a dream. White fountains gushed at every turn, trimmed hedges shaped like wolves, dragons, and things I couldn’t even name. A stadium-sized playground sprawled to one side. And behind it, a plaza—gym, pool, library, even a damn shopping center. It was Hogwarts on steroids. And our jaws? On. The. Floor. That’s when we heard the click. “DAD!” Keisha screamed.

She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically. " What nonsense Davina ! " said the boy and moved away. " S...Sorry ... Stathis ." said the girl. Stathis didn't say anything just raised his hands in to show it's okay. Davina then turned back to Cynthia and Ada to apologize. She looked a bit embarrassed. She was about to say sorry that Cynthia and Ada spoke together smiling, " It's okay muggle's won't understand." This made Davina smile. " OH Great, New potter heads in Tombstone high. By the way am Davina a Slytherin., s he said.

I thought about the key piece, and the Academy, and all the answers I might find there about what really happened to my parents. I thought about Prince Riven, and the way he'd looked at me like he knew I was stronger than I showed. Maybe it was time to prove him right. I stood up slowly, my legs shaking as I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes. "I'll be right back. I just want to... pick some herbs for the tea," I said to them with a smile. "Of course, sweetheart," Mama said. "Take your time." The Oylip and the Wolf's bane was exactly where Lyra said it would be, growing wild at the edge of the garden. I picked a handful of the innocent-looking leaves, my hands trembling so badly I could ba

Every story has a beginning, some good, some bad, mine has never been a happy one, no matter who, or how I tell it, nobody will believe me. I can't rely on the people in my life, My parents ignore me, or are cruel to me, my friends are unreliable, and aren't trustworthy either. So what happens when I turn 16 years old, and run away from my problems to another world, only to find myself in the same magical world I played make belief in as a kid? With heartbreak at every turn, and a possible new relationship on the horizon, what could possibly go wrong in this world that hasn't happened to me on Earth?!

He covered his mouth with his left hand, holding back the urge to vomit. Quickly Daniel helped and carried him to the chair near him. "There's no need to answer if it's too difficult for you to tell me," Daniel took out a small bottle from his coat pocket and opened it, then brought it closer to let him inhale it. From the small bottle, Albert smelled a calming scent of lavender along with something foreign that immediately relaxed his whole body. When he was attending the magic academy of the Northern kingdom—before the academy closed its access to pure-blood witches and was now only intended for mixed-blood witches—he always got a D score for his potion class.

Wind swirled through my hair as I ran towards the end of my of my world and entered the human world, it was as filthy as it was yesterday. The sun up gleaming in its greatest light and i couldn't endure to waste this precious time in werewolf world though I still couldn't believe my mate was a human but I had to meet him once to ensure our bound. I came as early as possible so I would meet my mate for sure and this time I knew where I had to look to find him. The university, his ID card said Concornia University so thats where my destination was.

I sat at the school's pool, reading my history textbook. I didn't understand it but I was trying. Not a single soul was at the pool to my delight. I love reading in quiet places. It was just me, my book, and the shimmering dancing water. I was reading about the foundation of Twilight Castle; it was originally the first vampire royal castle before the great vampire queen, Queen Rida Red, who willed it to be a school for every paranormal after her death. The present king, Dermot's father, built a much bigger and better castle to live in, while this one became a school.

Trisha said. “What do you mean?” Wilkes asked. “If the school had given them the order to stalk us, they're going to do just that.” “But we can occasionally lose them,” Harold put in. “Occasionally.” “Yes. We can always decide to split up. There's two of them and three of us,” Trisha said. She paused for a second then continued, “plus I learnt a potion that can be made. It takes a week to make and causes whoever drinks it to go invisible for thirty seconds. If things get to that, we'll have to use it.”

"A magic case has sections within in for every magical tool; potion vials, wands, spell books, charm stones and all things alike. The witches nodded in understanding, by now Alvar had already left the class. Sybil signaled to the servants to start distributing the 'magic cases.' When Dea got her case she stared at the stiff leather bag in wonder. Opening it, the interior had a large indent in the middle with a strap, probably for the spell books, she thought. Around the carved space were smaller sections for vials, a wand and charm stones. "Look, it has a hand attached to it." Ochen said, drawing on the long strap connecting to the case at both sides. "How are we supposed to wear it?" She as

Tony led the way, while I rode behind him. His horse suddenly halted, as he alighted from it. "Are we there?" I asked, still on my horse, wondering what went wrong. "No, my Lord. We're close to their borders. I require a bit of the soil." I remained still, watching him. He scoped a hand full of damp silt soil and sprinkled it in a circular motion back to the ground. "You never told me you're wizard, Tony," I teased. "Sorcery and wizardry are two different things, my Lord" he replied, squatted at the center of the circle, his index finger trailing the circle on the ground.