Licorice Snap Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Did she really think that he wouldn’t hurt her just because she was the only one who can treat Lily? Levy looked at him as if he was speaking Spanish. “ This potion is of course for Lily,” she said as she raised her hand, murmured “ Confundo” and then turned to look at him again as soon as the greenish, frothing potion turned purple. “ And I am making it with your permission of course, didn’t you say that you wanted me to set Lily right as soon as I could? So, I am following your order nothing else.”

Cherry flavor. The lollipop Jace gave me is cherry-flavored. If anyone in class had turned around, they would have seen Jace tracing his fingers along my neck. We would’ve been caught, and that would’ve been it—game over. Stupid. So stupid. This game we’re playing is far too dangerous. My hair is still over my shoulder, and I leave it there, trying to concentrate on the numbers in front of me. But Hannah keeps snorting beside me.

I slowly nodded, not trusting my voice not to break right now. “Want to see if Chris is down for a movie marathon tonight? I’ll buy the snacks,” I could hear the smile in his voice, “It’ll be just like old times.” Chris was sitting in the row behind us, surely a middle finger to my mother. “Did I hear movie marathon and Chris?” his voice sounded from behind me. “Harry Potter?” “Hell yes!” Chris whisper-yelled, causing my mothers head to spin around like something straight out of a movie. If looks could kill; Chris would have been dead the moment her eyes met his.

The disgust on my face is certainly evident, and I'm having a hard time absorbing the fact that she wants me to take it like an energy drink. "Girl, that looks like a dragon's saliva." Monica's head peeped over Serena's shoulder. "The tears of Halmir have been gushing its waters since the creation of my world. It holds the power to restore the strength of any creature," Serena clarified and pushed the tube near my lips. Sniffing it, my nose immediately wrinkled. "It smells like Monica's foot," I commented. "Would you face the greatest enemy with broken bones?" Serena's strict voice made me swallow the liquid without thinking and breathing.

"Who let you in?!" She asks and wanting to slap her face realizing the idiot knows her password now. "I used Alohomora in your door, witch." He says motioning his hand in a circular way as if casting a spel. "Do you want me to cruicio you?!" She frowns trying not to grin finding out that this serious looking handsome stranger is also a Potterhead. "Well, you'll be back to Azkaban if you do." He smirks as he sits comfortable and snatching the cup of ice cream she has in hand before putting a spoonful of brain freezing cream in his mouth.

"We Fey, hate that." "You shouldn't have told me that." I grinned. "Bad move, Harry Potter." "I don't understand that reference." He frowned. "The scar." I waved a hand at his face. "Did someone try to cast a killing curse on you but it didn't work because your mother loved you soooo much?" "That's rather—" Tiernan blinked and looked away. "Do not call me that again." "Fine." I gave a great sigh, "Legolas it is. It's more fun to say than Harry Potter anyway."

said Evandor motioning towards his favorite sofa set and Lily sat on the sofa next to Percy. “About sugar, have some Bakhlavas” said Evandor moving the plate towards her smiling. “Oh wow, thank you. I really like premium turkish delight” She said excitedly before taking one in hand but stopped her hand in front of her mouth and glanced at Evandor suspiciously. ‘Why would he offer desert to me? Did he mix something in this? Is there a combination wolfsbane, mistletoe and chloroform in it?’ thought Lily, sniffling the sweet.

Max’s POV I had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy.

I went to tuck it into my pocket when the queen stopped me. "No, darling, you must swallow it." She gave me a brilliant smile. "Drink it up," she said again, encouraging. "Okay." I forced myself not to be nervous even as my magic flared to life protectively. There was a small black stopper in the top of the bottle and I removed it before bringing the liquid to my mouth. I gave it a quick sniff. Notes of brimstone and smoke filled my nose. "Drink," Lirle said, reassuring.

I slowly moved my foot from Hagrid's shoulder to the middle of his chest, and I deliberately used my heel to gently draw circles on his chest to tease him. "You can help me take off this shoe!" "Ok!"Hagrid held my instep with one hand, and easily tore open the shoelace with the other.He leaned his nose on my instep and sniffed, as if he had smoked poppy wine, with an intoxicated expression on his face. "Where is the antidote?"I asked eagerly. "Red, yellow.。。"Hagrid said vaguely, "It's in the cupboard!"" "Is it red or yellow?"I tried to pull my leg back, but Hagrid grabbed my ankle tightly, and the red lust in his eyes seemed to spray out at any time.