Mary Macdonald Harry Potter Novels & Stories

I raised a brow when I noticed she was barefoot. She turned to mom with a beaming smile. “She’s the one,” she said and I frowned. “Who is who?” I found myself asking and they chuckled. “Cassie, this is Macbeth. She’s a witch from the North,” mom introduced and my spine shot up. “A witch?!” I wanted to grab my shoes and sprint out of the room.

Marilyn's POV I do not know why I have to go with Harry or what he and Xavier are planning. I do not feel comfortable going out with him. I know that I have messed up a few times. I'm not strong enough to take on the bloody magical wolves. I have been looking for Madison everywhere but couldn't find it. I want to learn more. I need to strengthen my magic, but Xavier is my lover. I do not believe he will do anything to hurt me. However, I do not trust Harry and what he and Xavier might be planning for me. Harry makes a big mistake if he thinks he will do anything to me. I may not be strong against the magical wolves, but I know how to handle vampires. If Xavier sent me out with him to kill me

I went up to my room to change, a pair of clothes I'd bought at a thrift store so I could look for a job folded on top of the desk, ready to be put on, I put them on and ran downstairs, feeling more and more hopeful. Bob explained to me on the way about the company his daughter worked for, and this made me very excited. It was a very famous cosmetics company, Make-Pró. It was a new brand, about five years old, but it was highly promising, many bloggers were talking about it, and I had her entire collection of lipsticks in my purse, which was cowardly stolen as soon as we arrived at the house Bob had given us in the Bronx.

said Ava in a taunting tone. " That's not the point, girls shouldn't travel alone. They should always be in packs or at least a duo. " countered Ava. "What the hell do you mean? " asked Mandy, sounding stunned. "Haven't you watched or read Harry Potter Mandy?" inquired Tori. "How is that related? " asked Mandy. " Hermione Granger went to the library alone and got stupefied," said Ava. "Katie bell went to the restroom alone and got cursed," added Tori.

,Harry replied. " I met someone at the bar before coming here". " Who is that?". "Senator Grace. The multi billionaire woman in the country". " Wow!! Okay . She came to the bar? " Yes she came to see me". " See you! How is that possible? Have you met her before?" Harry asked. " No I haven't. but she asked me about you". " About me ? But I haven't met her before!" " She claimed to be your mother Harry".

“What? “Uhm, Madam Puddifoot? From Harry Potter? In Hogsmeade Village?” “You like Harry Potter?” Jackson replies with a chuckle. “I saw the movies when I was a child, but I have not thought of them much since, I suppose.” Monica’s smile is bright as she admits, “I love them. I watch all eight movies at least once a year and lost count of how many times I have also read the books years ago. But the first time I read them was with my mom, and we both fell in love with the stories.” “Who’s your favorite? Harry?”

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pur

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pu

I secretly swallowed because of the view. They were still shouting. I breathed deeply before starting to shake my body. "Shit! We missed you, Magda!!!" "You're mine now! I'll pay a lot!" "My f*cking hormones, sh*t! Shake it off Magda!" I could see in their eyes the admiration for my inherent beauty and charm. I felt like I'm a famous television actress that everyone is obsessed with, like pizza that will never be rejected when laid on the table, like wine and beers that can almost replace the water if swallowed, like a bad drug that when once you use, you will never stop using it and like a potion that once you have been subjected under its magic, you will never be able to escape anymore.

Warning ⚠️ ⚠️ ⚠️ LGBTQ content up ahead Don't proceed of not up to ??? Mary Ass, the 29-year-old heiress to a family of witches and warlocks, had always been a spoiled brat. Born with a silver spoon in her mouth and magic at her fingertips, she had never wanted for anything in her life. But lately, she had been feeling… unsatisfied. Her magic could get her anything she wanted, but it couldn’t make her feel alive.