Hogwarts Oc Novels & Stories

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.

Alpha Phillip said calmly as he left the room leaving Penelope on the floor with tears streaming down her face thinking about how unfortunate her life was and all because she was born an omega. The birth of an omega was highly unusual and frowned upon. It was believed they were of little to no value to the community and therefore irrelevant. It had been over a hundred years since an omega had been born into the kingdom of Enchantia and at this, they were believed to be a myth however this was about to change.

One student in thick glasses said when Olga and Xavier are already out of their sight. "Don't worry kids, even scums get their time in sun. People like those two kids, and their friends, and everyone who only stand by and watch as they tear through people's emotions will have a debt to pay. Remember, karma is always just around the corner." The janitor, Mr. Robert Swanson said.

Billy blurted out and stopped the car. They all alighted from it and marveled at the soundings. "Okay, I have never been here before" Hazel spoke. "Well, will this Halloween show get more interesting? I am so loving it already! I bet this would be the best Halloween show! Ever!" Piper screamed as her voice echoed, then an owl hooted from a tree and kept staring at a particular spot. Willow noticed this and gave the owl a horrid look. "We are in the middle of nowhere and you are excited?" Willow was making sure that she observe the environment.

They even created potions for immortality. They thought they could be on par with the Freakies purebloods. Just look at the Witch class in this school, every day the students had to go to the forest to find rare plants. It really made Keegan want to laugh. "I have no business with you!" She insisted. "Ow, you have guts apparently." Keegan's grin appeared showing his sharp canine teeth. "Do you think your newly grown fangs make me scared?" Keegan escaped his laugh. "My fangs can pierce your neck and suck your blood dry."

William also received one paper and he did the same. "Woh!" I said amazed. This place was getting better and better...nearer to Hogwarts, but not quite. "Look, into your schedule. We don't have classes like normal mundane schools, so we only have about 3 to 4 classes every day." I nodded and looked into my schedule curiously. -------------------- Ist class: Phycology 2nd class: Time of Death 3rd class: Defence training (Do not attend until you are fully well) --Lunch--

“You are a magic user.” “Magic!” Fear surged through me immediately. In the Ravenclaw pack, the only thing worse than an Omega was a magic user. Without thinking, I grabbed him by the arm. “Run, now!” “Run!”

My stomach twisted at the thought of Raven, her sharp eyes always watching me like she knew I didn’t belong. The Scent Vault loomed ahead as I joined the stream of students heading through Sage Woods. The ancient stone structure was carved with glowing runes, pulsing with magic that made my skin prickle. Inside, the air was heavy, like it was pressing down on my chest. Rows of glass tubes lined the walls, each holding a student’s scent profile, ready to be tested. Professor Jeter stood at the center, his wiry frame tense, his voice sharp. “Line up! You’ll identify your assigned scent and report. Failure means a point deduction.”

A grin slipped onto his face and he continued, “Welcome to your own little Hogwarts!” Twisting the knob, Nate entered and Eira followed. After hearing the word ‘Hogwarts’ she had built up high expectations. The room wasn’t grand or beautiful. Truthfully, it was dull. First she took in were the shelves with several thick books that looked torn at the edges. There were a few wooden tables with differently shaped candles and pentagrams drawn over them. The walls were lined with crafts and charts that attracted her attention. Most of them were hangings that showed the phases of the moon. There was something written below each picture but it was a foreign language that she couldn’t understand. Sh

He yanked my hair, dragging my head back as he whispered, voice dripping with venom, “You’re a worthless wolf that I use whenever I like. You are lower than a slave. You have no right to fight back. You have no right to speak. You are a wolfless, barren omega.” His words sliced deeper than his hands ever could. My chest tightened. Rage simmered beneath my skin, burning me alive. He finally released my hair, shoving me backward. I lifted my head, my teeth clenched. My fists trembled at my sides as I whispered, “Reject me then.”