Mad Eye Harry Potter Novels & Stories

She was here with Holly in her room all that time. And then the haunting reality dawned upon her; who is the other April G? She quickly opened her eyes and saw that Lady was now standing up, putting his coat back on. “Let’s go!” he said. Once they got to Lady’s room, he pulled out an iPad and started flipping through the pages of a book. “Is that your spell book?” Madison asked with surprise. “That’s a nice change! You have upgraded. That is so… digital,” Holly admired mockingly.

She suggested cutting the cake as she could not wait to try the cake I had made. Felix and Jasper sang Happy Birthday to Maeve. They also prepared gifts for her. Jasper made a birthday card for her while Felix gave her a sapphire necklace. It was also my birthday today, yet no one remembered it, let alone got me any gifts. Maeve took the first bite of the cake and looked at me with shining eyes. "Thank you for the cake. It's delicious..." Before she could finish speaking, her face suddenly turned pale as if she could not breathe. "Peanuts... You put peanut butter in the cake..."

She could sense someone or something watching her, it was a weird presence and she couldn't quite pinpoint the position as it came from everywhere. 'Who could it possibly be?' Katie wondered, her eyes narrowing as she looked around. Her thoughts raced to make sense of the situation. But a voice interrupted her thought. "Katie," Oprah called. “What are you doing?" "Oh it's nothing, just taking in the view," Katie replied but Oprah noticed her unease. “Hmm, I don't think so. Maybe I should just take a peek,” Oprah said and her eyes glowed silver. Oprah was a Mindflayer and could read people's minds but it required eye contact, so Katie hurried to hide her face.

“Harry!!” Harry’s continuously shaking over his bed while his eyes were rolling back as his heart rate was increasing at a drastic change. Everyone rushed to his side as they were all getting nervous of what was going on with Harry. Ruth went hysterical as she cries while holding Harry’s hand. Frank rushes out to call for help from nurses and doctors on duty. Liv, William and Maddie were crying as they were calling out his name. Maddie cries on William’s chest as everyone were in panic.

The girl who was staring into the mirror was not me! “Oh, darling, why are you crying?” “I don’t want to marry him,” I whispered, and more tears welled in my eyes. “You have to.” I turned to her and held her hands. “Please help me get out of this place,” I begged. Her eyes fell into sadness. “Only dead bodies get out of this place, darling. Luther is completely insane. Making him angry is just asking for death. Remember one thing: Don’t upset him if you want to live.”

Brandon says but I still won't budge. Eventually, I do and I watch someone named Harry and Ron riding a flying car and getting tangled up in a giant moving tree. Then there is this lady that's apparently the vice-principal and the head for a house called Griffindoor or something like that, what's her name Mrs McDonald's? I like her. Now and then we both laugh and I enjoy it when his chest rises and falls against my head. This is nice.

Or worse, what if they're that crazy to throw me in a pool of piranhas or alligators? Maybe I was losing my mind. Nobody could blame me anyway. I had reasons to go coo-coo anyway. My mom died when I was young, daddy was never nice, loan sharks were after me, and I was left with no choice but to stay at this Hogwarts copycat. Not to mention the lady whom Uncle George called the head mistress looked like that lady who can shift into a cat. I'd never seen the movie, just a few clips Jessy was so obsessed about. Well I wished there would be a real-life Malfoy in this place. That would be awesome. I took in some air while trying to wash away the eerie feeling that's enveloping me before I forced

His daunting eyes narrowed in on me and he straightened, a smile spreading across his lips and revealing the dimples my dad had mentioned. His beauty struck me like a blow, and I could already feel butterflies swarming in my stomach, his intimidating aura swallowing the entire space around him. Dr. Benjamin Cavanagh. The eccentric billionaire dubbed the Mad Doctor. “Do you see him?” My father crackled in my ear. “Yes.”

His jet-black hair was cut short, and the top had been combed back, but a lock fell elegantly over his forehead, accentuating his forest-green eyes. The young man with brush-cut red hair and emerald green eyes bowed his head in respect. Harry couldn't deny it. The Mad One was a completely different alpha than the others, and his power was so overwhelming that Harry struggled to breathe. Sweat was beginning to bead on his forehead, and his wolf was shaking and keeping his head down for fear of angering the black wolf. "Your name," the Mad One said. Harry gasped and cleared his throat before reaching forward with one hand.

asked the voice of a chuckle. A young sorcerer in his twenties with burgundy hair appeared holding a magic wand. His hair was down shoulder length, a little messy. His eyes were amber-gold, and his body was slender, tall. His androgynous face was sweet. At first glance, it was difficult to tell whether this sorcerer was a pretty boy or a tomboyish woman. He smiled confidently and exuded a superior aura. He was wearing a white robe with a golden thread pattern. In his hand was a long magic wand that touched the ground. At the end of his wand stuck Draco's golden dragon heart. The Heart of Magic.