Hot Chocolate Harry Potter Novels & Stories

He went to the kitchen and returned with two steaming, oversized mugs. “The house specialty. Hot chocolate,” he said, placing a mug in front of me. “Special batch for my favorite tutor.” “Thank you.” I wrapped my fingers around the ceramic. The heat seeped into my skin, fighting off the chill of the storm outside. Gareth sat on the sofa opposite me. For a while, we just sat in the dim light, listening to the rhythmic drumming of the rain. “Alana was happy tonight,” Gareth said, breaking the silence. He was watching me intently.

I nodded satisfied at this and took my hand away from his chin, ignoring how he went to follow my hand as it left him. “Good, now you are my servant. The first order you must follow is this. From now on I wish to drink hot chocolate instead of tea. Tea is kind of getting boring now. Make sure not to make the hot chocolate look boring. Make some cute design with it or something along those lines.” I was getting bored with drinking just tea whenever I had a snack. I wanted it to switch up and drink some hot chocolate. I heard sweets are good for the mind. “Don’t you worry, Lady Aurelia! I will make the best hot chocolate for you right away!” Bowing toward me quickly Sybil quickly left the room

I said as I smiled Eliza looked through all the content “there's chocolate candy, cream chocolate, chocolate powder, chocolate chips, chocolate cookies, wow... There's a heart shaped chocolate candy here. Awwn, this is so cute. You'll eat that, just in case there's a love potion in it” she winked at me and I couldn't help but smile. I'm happy “and there are plenty of this chocolate. Well, I'm making hot chocolate for you now with one of this chocolate powder. Be a good girl and don't eat anything before I come”

That could be to my advantage. “Thank you,” I said, taking a seat on a couch. Walter walked carefully towards the couch on the other side of the table and sat. Soon, Renda and Grace were seated on either side of me with steaming cups of coffee and hot chocolate. I glanced at Renda and smirked. “I didn’t know you had a sweet tooth.” She wrinkled her nose, “I… have a weakness.” “Cocoa Madness is the best hot chocolate on the market,” Walter said, his voice taking on a gentle and warm tone. “Special blend. Most don’t know we do more than sell cannabis blends and eatables.”

Harry leads Victor into a small meeting room bearing much of the same aesthetic as the main office. There are a large wooden table and red leather chairs. An entire wall of the room is dedicated to books. Harry has always been an avid reader, even when he worked for Victor's father. The Cold Wolf pulls a bottle and two glasses from a cabinet before situating himself in one of the chairs. Harry's a purist, pouring two neat and even drinks before handing one to Victor. "I can't help but feel like you're trying to butter me up," Victor says before sipping the drink. Heavy vanilla and caramel notes melt on his tongue.

The faint aroma of chocolate wafted in the room from the hot chocolate topped with marshmallows. “Hot chocolate filled with marshmallows, a croissant and a few extra roasted marshmallows. Chewy, sweet and hot. Just like you like it,” Jackson smiled, while I kept my eyes fixed on the floor. “Umm. You must be hungry so I—” “What are you doing?” I asked, frowning. “Telling you there’s no poison in it and… it’s super tasty and fresh!” He drawled. “What is going on, Jackson?” I looked into his eyes.

Maria hastened the process for us and had the potion ready by the early morning of the third day. She packed the bottle and handed it to me. Unable to contain my curiosity, I took it out for a closer look. It was a bottle of deep blue liquid, exuding an aura of formidable power even to the naked eye. I took a sniff and immediately regretted it; the stench was unbearable, far worse than the smell of decay. A potion like this, I thought, might just be lethal if consumed.

But what I heard from her made my brow furrow. ‘Miss Mirena’s old man?’ Miss Mirena gave me a quick glance before turning to face Miss Elena, who was setting the two cups on the center table in front of us. There, I noticed it was a hot chocolate drink. The scent is tantalizing, a combination of chocolate and sweet vanilla. Tiny marshmallows float on the surface, their fluffy white tops contrasting with the dark liquid. ‘My favorite drink!’ My attention from the hot chocolate drink was diverted because of the sound of Miss Mirena and Miss Elina’s voices.

She had already been asleep since we got into James' car earlier. Then I head into the kitchen to whip up a hot chocolate for him. I get that he’d rather have coffee, but I just don’t have any here. I only have matcha and chocolate, and I doubt he would enjoy the matcha. I cut back on the sugar since James usually likes things with less sweetness. I made two cups, one for him and one for me. When they were ready, I took them to the TV room.

Anthony inquired. “It hasn’t been a minute, Anthony,” I said breathing through my nose. “Right, sorry,” he said with a sad look. “Uhm…hot chocolate helps, I think,” he said pushing the cup to me. “Oh that’s what I’ve been told. Try it,”