Inside Hogwarts Express Novels & Stories

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 22nd, 1992, 7:20 PM Ignoring the murmur that just started with the revelation of his identity, Erik turns to the people supposed to accompany him to the medical wing and says. "Ladies and gentlemen, if you will accompany me, we have a student and a kitten to revive."

I raked my eyes over the men being loaded into the gurneys and wheeled inside by more workers than I had ever seen at breakneck speed, unable to find the white-blond-haired man until he was just in front of me, soaked through with rain. “Hector! Are you okay? What's going on?” I gasped, pressing my hand against his face and clothes as though I could suck the water through my appendage. “The lowland Rogues, they broke through before we could get to the interim, burst through the main gates,” Hector whispered angrily, after kissing the back of my hand in his moment of hesitation, his troubled eyes moving from me to fit around us restlessly. My heart sank at the thought of my Uncle Ben and brot

Gina said to Levi, "with all your pop culture references." Levi shrugged. "I've been around a long time. I've watched a lot of movies. What else was I supposed to do after seeing the world." "He's a big Harry Potter fan," Joshua said. "I am not!" Levi gritted out. "He has a wand and Hogwarts robe under his bed," Joshua added and Gina and Alex took off running towards his room. "I have to see this," Gina yelled. "Hey stay out of my room!" Levi shouted after them and I smiled watching them bicker as they fought to reach the room.

With a sigh, I follow perfect Clarrisa. We exit the office into a glass-lined corridor, Clarrisas heels click loudly on the cream marble floor. Everything feels too bright and shiny. I'd hate to be the cleaner here, there must be a whole army of cleaners to keep all the glass and marble clean. Clarrisa leads me to an elevator and I let an audible breath as I remember my last elevator ride before I was kidnapped by a sexy, rude, jerk of a… wizard? Then I snort laugh as I think about what is happening. I'm in freaking Hogwarts, and that makes Mr Collins Professor Dumbledore. Clarrisa gives me a disapproving side-eye. “Sorry, it's been a wild day,” I explain.

There's still the convoy to worry about. I can see that there are still five cars left in the convoy, including the one that Natasha and Aurora are in. I run even faster, determined to reach the convoy before it's too late. Suddenly, there's a huge explosion in front me, and I see the last car at the rear of the convoy blown to pieces. I look up and see a witch hovering in the air, laughing maniacally. I recognize him as Sam, I keep running completely relieved.

I was instantly worried, but gained a small chuckle from Edward instead of matched panic. "No, you've just been very distracted today, your mind is going a million miles a minute and honestly I'm having trouble keeping up." He reassured me. "If I had listened a little closer I would have heard you singing 24601 repeatedly in your head before it began, but instead I kept hearing Christmas music, and oddly enough, professor Umbridge from Harry Potter saying her line about the OWLs."

He needs to find a way to transport the egg without breaking it. He takes off his shirt and wraps the egg. - You're going to take this egg. You're not going to eat it, do you hear? Zog will drive us away from here, and then we'll stop for hunt. The sulky girl takes the package, and as soon as Zog appears, she jumps onto his back and they fly away, just as the rogues start screaming furiously. They land again a few miles from that place, and immediately Zog looks for something to hunt. It wasn't easy for an animal of his size to hunt in a forest, but the fox wasn't going to help him.

Hogwart, just shy of fifty, welcomed the future Laird of Coinnich into his home like he had done many times before. “What’s up with the dog, Celeste?” Hera asked as she accepted the water Celeste offered. “He trampled my tomatoes, that’s what! I had one this big.” She gestured with her hands to show the size. “It was just about to turn red.” “How did he even get into your garden?” Hera noticed the small fence around her precious veggies when she walked in. “The gate was open while I was tending to the plants. That mangy mutt just waltzed in like he owned the place and made a total mess. Hogwart really needs to take better care of his dog.”

"How about a decent movie this time?" "Harry Potter?" I ask. His whole face lights up. "I can kiss you right now." He chooses Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, which happens to be both our favorites, and we lean back and watch. I'm really absorbed in the beginning—how could someone ever get bored during a Harry Potter movie?—but then my eyes start to droop. I guess the past day and a half have been a little too exciting for me. Before I know it. I'm out cold.

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