Millicent Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"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…”

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."

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!

Richard notices that she is carrying a black box in her hands. "Hello? May I help you?" Richard asks, opening the door. "Mr. Underhill?" The woman asks; Richard nods his head. "Speaking?" "Mr. Underhill, on behalf of Mr. Verlice, I would like to give you this personal invitation and gift." The woman reached Richard the box, "It is in the best interest to not speak of this, nor ignore this one-time opportunity. In case of rejection, you will receive no more offers. Chose wisely, Mr. Underhill, "The woman hurries down the hallway, and a stunned Richard stands left with a black box dressed in velvet.

Rylan only just caught her before she fell head first into the ground. "What...What's happening?' I gasp, as Rylan pulls the unconscious girl into his arms. Behind us, the door was flung open, the girl I met not so long ago running in. Milly, I think her name was. Her face was plagued by a face of utter worry, that seemed so bad, I was convinced for a moment that she would throw up on the floor in front of us. She didn't even seem fazed at the sight of Millicent. Something else important is on her mind...

Millicent asks her, a sharp edge to her tone. Tina nods, stepping back. “Do you want me to hand you the note once again so you can revise?” “No, its fine. I know what I want to say already.” “Camera rolling… Three, two… one. Go.” Millicent is an actress so it would be entirely weird if she is not able to put up an act. As she raises her head to stare into the recording camera, her eyes are slightly drooped at the sides to give an illusion of tiredness and then stay pretty at the same time.

Now, everything felt so fragile, so uncertain. Once they were in the car, he drove slowly towards the park, keeping the conversation light to distract the girl. "What’s your name?" "Lucy," she replied, a shy smile tugging at her lips. "Lucy, huh? That’s a pretty name. You know, I have a niece around your age. Her name’s Sophie." Lucy’s eyes brightened a little. "Really? Does she like ice cream?" Angelo chuckled. "She loves it. What about you?"