Montague Harry Potter Novels & Stories

But that would only happen for a normal human. I pulled out a strand of my hair and then my eyes gleamed Scarlett red. I chanted a spell as I held on to the hair and it suddenly turned to a small bird. I let the bird fly out through the window, controlling it till it landed somewhere in the forest. It was a simple teleportation spell. One I never learnt or remembered acquiring in the first place. All I knew was, the spell was always in me and now again, it was going to be handy for me. My eyes gleamed red again as I chanted the finishing spell. I closed my eyes and as I opened them, the moonlight's gaze was what welcomed me first and the gentle breeze that came with it. It was mainly dark bu

The group of men filter behind the grizzly bear in front of us. Gee-gee lets out an over exaggerated laugh. “Oh, I’M SORRY, I must be misunderstanding you. Did you just call your FUTURE QUEEN a mud-blood?” Before he can respond she continues. “What is this? Fucking Harry Potter?” The man sniffs his nose before spitting on the ground in front of me. “She’s no future Queen of mine.” The men behind him yell out their agreement. I take a step closer to the man and give him a sinister smile. “What is your name, sir?” I bat my eyes at him.

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.

I knew I would have to stay here for a minimum of six months, but I was already looking forward to the day I could buy my little place. It turns out that Derek was an architect. He explained he needed to work on some drawings for a client and disappeared into his office. I grabbed a plate full of cold pizza and some drinks, then headed up to my room. I had a date with Harry Potter and I wasn't about to miss it. I took a long bath, curled up in my robe with a fire going, and lost myself in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

It’s dangerous yet I find myself wanting those captivating eyes to never look away. It frightens me to my core and I panic. “My real name is Harry and I come from a hidden world known as Hogwarts. My grandmother is Gandalf.” I sound stupid, I’m so stupid. The fumbling words leave my mouth before I can control them. I expect confusion from him, or maybe he’d look at me like I am some weirdo, but…he laughs. He laughs out freely. The laughter stems deep from within him, rich with real cheerfulness. As always, I’m entranced by it. The wind picks up the sound fast, playing it in the air.

"To all the underworld bosses of Steinberg. It's been a while since we've met." Everyone looked confused at the man's appearance. The Nine-Fingered King, Tristan, only had nine fingers. He was playing with two moqui balls, and his gaze was sharp as he said, "Young man, who are you? Tell Daniel to come out!" Harry was the one in the white suit. He rearranged his clothes and said proudly to the crowd, "My name is Harry Lambert, and from now on, I will be the chairman of the Ninth Mountain. In other words, I will be Mr. Lambert of the Steinberg underworld from now on."

I stood up in pain to notice I was the only one left under the shade. "Nancy!" I screamed. "Help!" I heard other voices. "Steve! Help!" The cries could still be heard afar off till I could hear it no more. I screamed and I ruffled my hair in frustration. "What the hell is happening?" Sage's POV I stood up as I roared with laughter. I've just gotten more confirmation that shows Megan and the entire royal family of the magical world are all weaklings and a bunch of fools. "What do they think?" I scoffed.

She seems flustered by us, but I can tell that she’s hiding something. She’s an unattractive, pasty, overweight girl who’s probably known more pain than pleasure in her life. I can see the lack of a man’s touch embedded in her brown eyes. She has a piggish nose, and it just emphasizes her shape. Yet, I can also tell by those big brown eyes that she knows exactly who Jack Wiget is. The sad thing is, Caleb is going about getting the information in the wrong way. Honey would charm her faster than it would a bee. If a man were to share only a minute of real decent flirting with her, she would be a tell-all book.

Harry said. Romeo mulled over his words and nodded. "Okay, a picture of the person? And the name?" He asked. "Just a minute," Harry responded. He had no picture of Robert, but he could g****e him and his pictures would pop up.

But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real. "Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information. "Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure. "And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.