Muriel Weasley Novels & Stories

Thankful as I was for the distraction, the infant’s shrill cries were no more reassuring. And neither was the idea of forcing a dragon baby into the arms of a poisoned unicorn. Nonetheless, I retreated and went back to the chamber where Muriel was curled up against the wall, looking worse for wear. Ever since Sibyelle’s death last night and the immense blood loss she had been subjected to, Muriel looked paler and gaunter, sickened by the gore.

She could see her hands swirling until a whirlpool was in front of her, Molly brushed her hands off her neck and pushed her into it. Hazel’s screaming could be heard as she was taken up and swirled in circles. In a few minutes the whirlpool disappeared and Hazel crashed hard to the floor, her head was bleeding and her eyes turned blurry. “All I ever wanted was to be the Grand witch, was that too much to ask and yet they gave it to you as if you were better than me” Molly said as she watched Hazel slowly stand up. Growing up, Molly had handled a lot of cases in the village just to prove to her mother that she was capable of being the grand witch.

“Come here. Look at this bloody thing.” From behind a half-collapsed gravestone, Iris emerged, brushing dirt from her palms. “What is it now? Did the battery go flat again?” “No,” Ron muttered, holding the wand out toward her like it was contaminated. “It picked up something. A reading. From the girl.” Iris blinked. “What girl?” “Moira’s niece. Lila.” At that, Iris’s expression shifted. She stepped forward quickly, snatching the wand from his hand and tilting it toward the light. The small, enchanted dial at its center was still pulsing faintly, yes, but unmistakably.

Okay everything this woman is saying is actually sounding like she's explaining and describing me. ".....She is Muriel Xavier, popularly known as White Wolf. She isn't one of those girl who will wake up, put on make up and play dumb just to get a man. She is a warrior and —" Damn this woman has been talking for what seemed like decades so I just had to cut her off.

Muriel couldn’t stop running here and there with the different ingredients she was going to need to prepare the new recipe she had promised to make for her two sons. She couldn’t be happier to share that moment whit her sons. No matter how identical they were, no matter if the faces could confused one to the other, no matter if Alexander was older for a couple of minutes between his birth and the birth of his brother, there was something that made them unique and Mrs. Muriel knew that as mother of them. “Let’s go, let’s go, my babies!” Mrs. Muriel said, clapping. “This cake is going to be the most delicious, as soon as your father knows who did this, he won’t believe you have these blessing

And again, she put it back on Orith’s body. Everyone was stunned for a while. Michael drew out his sword ready to kill the Mother of all demons. “Stop,” Muriel ordered. It seems as though he knew that that’s what Axel would want to say. He turned to Axel and waited for what he was about to say. “She needed to do that. They both lived together for too long.” Axel gasped for a few seconds. Why does it hurt to see this man like this? Muriel asked himself. He wanted to pull Axel close to him and stay that way for as long as he could. But why? He isn’t Urie anymore. Not unless-

"What is it? Ambrose asked when he saw Theodore getting tensed and nervous. "Your granddaughter is about to arrive," Theodore said before adding, "I'm going to bring her and Dotty here." "Ah. The future queen or king is about to arrive." Crystal Cornell spoke with a smile. She was the former werewolf queen and grandmother of Steve Weasley. In fact, she was the one who was going to lead both vampires and werewolves tonight. While Scarlett Wright was going to lead the witches and wizards present there. While Oliver, Owen, and Oscar were going to lead the hunters.

Height-19 cm. 9. Professor Hyle- A 70 years old professor in Witchward Wizard School of Magical Arts. Strict and noble personality. 10. Headmaster Dunston- A 150 years old powerful Wizard, headmaster of WWS. Known to be the key to many secrets of the Witchland. 11. Lady Georgia- A 55 years old dead evil soul. Negative energy and powerful Witch. Secrets to be revealed later about her birth. 13. Jennifer Lenin- A 19 years old beautiful girl. Duchess of WitchWorld, Daughter of Professor Stagrid, who was one of the main authorities of WWS. Stubborn and mean personality. Long brown hair, with brunette eyes. Height- 164 cm.

she said aloud, to no one, her voice sounding strange and small in the dusty quiet. Miriel Aurora had been a healer. A slave. A woman with no family Aeloria had ever heard named, no history beyond the small, careful stories she'd offered her daughter before her death. There was no reason a dead Luna from thirty years ago should share anything with a woman who'd spent her whole life scrubbing floors and setting bones in a pack two territories away. And yet. Aeloria reached up, without entirely deciding to, and touched her own cheekbone, then the painted one, comparing angles that made no logical sense to compare.

Her aunt's perception was off the charts, after all. Theo had been like a good big sister to her since her parents died. She used to be her Dad's secretary, but now works as the Internals VP to AR Corp. Tina would be lying if she said that Aunt Theo's eccentricities didn't freak her out, though. The woman is Professor McGonagall in Harry Potter magnified. Tina would not be surprised if her aunt turned into a cat one of these days.