Hufflepuff X Slytherin Novels & Stories

"You have precisely seventy-two hours, Starwyn, to prove their innocence before I strip them of their wands, expel them into the outer slums, and hand their tethered souls over to the capital's inquisitors. Take them away." The enforcers hauled Thalen and Zeyric to their feet, shoving them down the back steps of the platform as the whispered roar of the student body broke out into a chaotic storm around them. Professor Starwyn caught their arms the moment they hit the ground, her fingers digging in with fierce, protective urgency.

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Professor snapes said with a smile as Gao Yu kept mute. “Anyway I called you for something, how did you learn the second verse of the ritual recitation?” Professor snapes asked. “I Don’t know, I found out I know it when you started reciting it” Gao Yu said nothing but the truth. “I see, you are really among the children involved in the ritual years ago, why must my little sister die though? Professor snapes said smiling as a drop of tear dropped down his eyes, his little sister has been among those affected by the ritual, she was the very last person he could call a close family, she was six when the ritual took place, he can still remember how the little girl shivered after reciting the rit

But then a chilling laugh echoed through the air, freezing them in place. Sue emerged from the darkness, but neither Bella nor Hazel was moved. The witches kept chanting their spell, and Halle, who had created a powerful barrier, turned to Sue. “Well, isn’t this touching? The living and the dead all merged together. What a joyous reunion,” she said in a mocking tone. Sebastian moved first, stepping between Sue and the girls. “Stay back!” he growled, raising his hands defensively, and Sue chuckled lightly. Before Sebastian could move an inch, she moved with undeniable strength, striking him and sending him crashing to the ground.

"I'll do it." The old man's white eyes gleamed with satisfaction. "Excellent." "But not here. Not like this." I stepped forward, meeting his gaze. "If I am to kill him, I will do it properly. In the forest. Like a wolf." "A duel?" "A hunt." I held his stare. "He is a pureblood. I am a half-blood. Let us see who is truly stronger." The old man let out a disbelieving laugh. "You believe me foolish? You think I haven't anticipated your intentions?"

"I nearly lost my sister. And then I ... I nearly..." Dean cupped his face and made him look at her. “Listen to me. You are nothing like them. I said no, and you stopped. Do you think either of them would have?” He looked away from her in shame and she turned his head back to look at her. “You made the conscious decision, not to be like them. You like Harry Potter?” “Yeah.” He mumbled. “You just told the sorting hat, not Slytherin.” “Does that make me a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff?”

I say to my wolf in my head, she purred in response. "There are hierarchies for a reason, and does this mean my son would be on the same level as that slave?" The Luna of Firstfell pack sneered, sending me a disgusted look from her position near the front of the crowd. The murmurs grew loud, but Riven seemed unfazed. "Do you not believe in his abilities, that you're so afraid that a common slave could be on par with him or worse outrank him?" he said calmly. Luna Dina looked murderous but she didn't reply further.

Whether he was Morgan or Draco, she didn't want him in her life anymore. Morgan raised his hand to wipe away her tears; he just couldn't keep seeing her crying so hysterically and heartbroken. But when she saw his action, she flinched and backed away from him with her eyes filled with fear. His pupils shrank violently as he stared at her. ‘She was afraid of him. Did she think he would hurt her?’ He thought.

“What is so funny about Harry Potter?” “Do you know how much your mother loves Harry Potter? Those are her books.” She sets the book down and looks at me with disbelief. “No they’re not.” “Ask her. I promise you. I can tell you she is house HufflePuff and her patronus is a wolf. And she knew that before she knew of the magical world.” “Mine is a dog,” she replies and goes back to reading.

Nobody knows. It was a very hard time, we were at war. Me, Harry, Hermione, Ron and the whole Hogwarts. At war with the one who's name should not be taken. I will though because "Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself." Voldemort with his wicked army , stood infront of us. We all were on the battlefield with our wands and brooms ; flying in the air , casting spells on each other. The sky was painted metallic and lighting bolted every ten seconds. We fought until we made the Dark Lord vulnerable and then I stepped forward and swished my wand. "Avada Kedavara!", I spelled out; and the light escaped my wand. It struck him and he collapsed. "Now you are a nobody knows!" (No body