Hot Chocolate Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"No. But I brought hot chocolate. It was on clearance." "Hot chocolate works." He drank it. It was lukewarm and too sweet and came in a thermos decorated with cartoon penguins. It was the best thing he had ever tasted. Seven hours until Torres's meeting. Thirty hours until the First Dreamer finished Kitchen Nightmares and wanted something new to watch.

If he had to walk away, he would. “Oh my God,” she squealed and Brian looked over at her. “I have to get some of these!” He walked over to see what she was looking at and nearly choked. “What the hell, Jon?” he asked, looking over at his friend. Jonathon smirked at him. “It’s part of our ‘Too Hot to Handle’ line.” “They’re chocolate cocks,” Brian blurted out. “They are,” Jonathon confirmed, “with chili-flavored cream centers. Very popular with the Hen’s party crowd.”

A woman with grey and white hair is sitting behind the wooden stall cutting dark chocolate tablets in small pieces to melt them in the saucepan. "Let's have some hot chocolate then," Harvey walks toward Granny's Choco and orders for the three of them. Leo stands beside him, excitedly jumping as he watches the woman make their warm drinks. "Want some marshmallows on your drink, kid?" she asks, and Leo's eyes brighten, "Yes, please!" "On mine too," Harvey shyly smiles, "Hot chocolate tastes better with marshmallows," The lady laughs and looks at the little family, "Is he your kid?" she asks, smiling at Leo. Harvey gulps and presses his lips, "He's not—"

2 Harry lists the ingredients he watched the bartender put into the drink. I search online for an answer. Ryann- I think it’s called ‘Sweet poison.’ Are you sure annoying this chick is the best idea? I’m not sure you’re going to get anywhere. Ryann- Also accepting unknown drinks from someone with the word poison in the title is a little concerning. Harry- Who says I’m trying to get anywhere. I’m having fun and that’s enough for me. Besides, I’m pretty sure she secretly thinks I’m funny. She won’t poison me. Probably. At very least nothing lethal. I’ll risk it.

It was a mix of grief and a feeling of being seen, understood, and truly cared for. After a moment, Astrid moved to the stove and returned with four mugs of hot chocolate. The steam curled up, carrying the sweet scent of chocolate and vanilla. She handed one to me. The warmth of the mug seeped into my hands, grounding me. "Drink," she commanded gently. "Mira makes the best hot chocolate. It's a Blackwood tradition. The secret is to add just a tiny bit of chili powder. It's to make you stronger." A watery laugh escaped me. "Chili powder?"

Ding, ding, ding, we pull away to see Silvia standing on the stage. “Can the birthday girl please come to the stage.” Silvia says and I feel Octavia stiffen in my hold, she knows what’s coming. We walk up to the stage and our dads come through the side door attached to the stage, holing her cake; a Harry Potter themed three tier cake, the bottom layer is Green (Slytherin), dark chocolate devils’ cake, the middle layer is Blue (Ravenclaw), milk chocolate mud cake and the top layer is the Marauders map, with a silver wolf howling on the top, it’s a white chocolate and raspberry centre sponge cake. There is black frosted roses and other HP symbols positioned around it.

Sometimes, she felt as if she was not doing justice to her but she managed to push them away, every single time. "I will report back to you," she said and as if on impulsive went and hugged him. "Thank you," she mumbled, her eyes suddenly felt moist. "Silly child," he replied affectionately. ~*~*~ [An unfaithful Mage] Their hand shook as they mixed the golden-brown juice with the liquid. Everyone was having dinner and luckily it was their turn to serve the dessert drink. They had made a simple hot chocolate. A drink disguising poison.

she asked, stopping next to Serendipity. “Oh, thank you,” Serendipity replied, taking the nearest mug off of the tray and raising it to her mouth carefully. She had not had hot cocoa since before her father had died, as her mother didn’t allow her any sweets of any kind, and she was delighted to see there were several marshmallows floating atop the thick liquid. Taking a small sip, she closed her eyes in delight; never had she tasted such a rich, thick, chocolaty beverage. “Oh, my,” she whispered before taking another sip and setting the cup down on a knitted square she could only assume was designed for such purposes.

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.

he said, and for the first time since we’d met, some small semblance of a smile graced his lips. “I’ll only be a minute,” I promised, and then I slipped back into the kitchenette. I found some old sachets of instant hot chocolate powder, tucked away right at the back of the cupboard. I wondered if Samyak would have drunk this when he was younger, and despite myself a small smile crept onto my lips. I quickly dumped the sachets into three mugs. I wasn’t sure that Luna Carla would be much of a hot chocolate drinker, but I thought it might make Miles feel more at ease if he saw both the Young Luna and Luna of the pack drinking it with him.