Millicent Harry Potter Novels & Stories

After the guards closed the doors of her room, she reached out for the locket and hold it close to her heart. “Weren’t you interested why I said I used to be like them? That I used to live in the slums, fighting for food just to be to survive the day…” She scoffed. “Of course no one will believe those things that I said, they will think that I am delusional because everyone knows I grew up in the palace, I was born to take over the throne. I was groomed to be a monarch.” Colfre remained silent but he walked closer to her, picking up the brush that is resting in front of her mirror. He slowly lifted her hair and brushed it lightly, as the brush slides down her silky raven hair it also reveale

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

She just stood there in the middle of the empty meeting room, wondering if she was going crazy for feeling almost like a piece of her had been stolen… While everyone seemed to think she should be happy about that. Without strength, Millicent just collapsed into the chair. As she stood there, her head in her hands and her eyes clouded with tears, the moon appeared in the sky through the big glass wall before her. Her mind, however, could not calm down even when a new voice called her. “Millicent?” Sage, her personal bodyguard, entered the room “Why did you…? Millie? What’s wrong?” “I…” Millie tried to control the tremor in her voice, but couldn’t “I don’t even know anymore…”

"I’m done playing the obedient daughter." Without waiting for his response, Millicent slipped through the crowd, ignoring the fake smiles and shallow compliments that clung to her like oxygen. But just as she moved, she collided with someone. “Oh! I’m so sorry,” the stranger said quickly. She looked up and blinked in surprise. A young man with striking blue hair, dressed in a blue suit… and wearing a matching blue earring?? Wow… talk about consistency. What a head-to-toe coordination. “Are you alright?” he asked gently.

Her eyebrows raised as she crossed her arms over her chest. “What?” I asked, sensing there was more to her irked voice and look. “What?” Her lips curved into a mocking smile. “Don’t you recognize her?” My eyebrows knitted, and I shook my head, still confused at Millicent. She rolled her eyes and smirked. “The beautiful Eve in the café, maybe ten years ago?” she squinted, pursing her lips as she thought of other clues. “Eve, the young tutor Julia mentioned in the park?”

The rover dashed drived into the parking lot underground which was built for only him and his team. His driver quickly stepped out to open the door for him and as soon as he stepped out, his eyes through his shades spotted a young red haired girl probably in her early twenties rushing down and heading towards them in her heels. “She's your personal secretary Mr Miller. She's been recommended by HR and is good at her job as well sir.” His right hand Kent told him. And, all his focus on the red haired was on her heels and contemplated she would fall flat on her face and get fired instantly.

When I found out I was going to die, I accepted it with ease. My mate, Simon Knightley, came to me with a sullen expression and said, "Zora, Laila has been in poor health since birth. She's an Omega with the weakest healing ability. "One of her kidneys is failing, and she needs a transplant to survive."

This can't be. This can't be true... I'M IN THE BODY OF HILARY!

she said with a mischievous smile on her face. It didn't take long for me to understand what she meant, and an image of a British actor portraying a fictional character popped into my head. "Oh, you mean, Harry Potter, and yeah, it was Hagrid who was the keeper of the keys," I exclaimed. "Bingo!" "Wait, are you saying that there is someone here named Hagrid?" I asked in disbelief. "Of course not! But there is someone here named Lucy, and she kept all the keys in each room," she said, still oblivious to my excited heart.

She moved herself trying to sit while she grabbed the blanket to cover her body. "Andy, I know you deserve to know, but please promise me you'll try to understand." He sat in front of her and hold her hand. "I am not human, I am an Encantado," he started. "Encantado what? What do you mean you're not human? You mean to say I just made love with a monster?" She panicked. "Monster? Andy, I am not a monster! I am way far from being a monster. Yes, I possess power, I live in a magical place not visible to human eyes!