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The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

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And again. “Luna,” Quinn says sternly. “Stay down.” “Luna, Bellatrix, and Neville…are your cats named after Harry Potter characters?” “Yeah. The fourth cat is Lily.” Quinn gives up and goes to the pantry to give the persistent cat a treat. “You like Harry Potter?” “I do. I’ve seen the movies and read the books, because I know you’re going to ask.”

"Half of them are Jake's but he couldn't come so he asked me to sell them." "Kid, don't lie to me ... these beasts are at most two months old, even if you preserve them." Luna had a peculiar look on her face now. "But I don't like to pry in other's business, so I'll let it slide ... that is, if you answer my one question ." "What is it, Ma'am? " - Creed had no option but to ask. "Have you ever heard about a man named 'Paurush' ?".

"Didn't you say you never want to see, talk or listen to anything that has to do with he-whose-name-must-not-be-spoken?" "Thank you for the Harry Potter reference, and yes I did say that." I could see her rolling her eyes, exactly the same shade as mine. "And no, I'm not feeling nostalgic. I just want to rip them to shreds and burn them crispy so I that I can forget that tomorrow is the 5th anniversary of the biggest mistake of my life! God, you have the worst taste in friends."

It simply disintegrated, then reappeared back in the car. “Sick bastard,” I spat. He'd been stalking me. I tore a slim black book from the rat pile. Book of Psychopomps was etched on it in gold ink. Numbers, emails, and old-fashioned addresses accompanied names, written in no apparent order. I rifled through the pages: “Old farts: ODIN, MORRIGAN, YAMA, HERMES....” and “New pests: ANAESTHESIA, AIDS, SANTA MUERTE...” A red ribbon marked a page at the back. “Accessories: SHANNON PARKER.”

“Oh. So if I want a pudding, all I smell is that?” He nodded, leaning forward on the table. “Yes.” “When you said other paranormal,” My thoughts went to Connor and Reed. “Did you mean fairies, vampires, ghosts, satyr and werewolves?” All the people in the room audibly gasped and turned their heads to our table, fear written on their faces. I looked around nervously and flinched. Uncle Al shot out of his seat. “Sorry about that,” he chuckled then said, “there are no Forbidden here.”

Vador sighed as Aleister entered the study. "Call Alizon," Aleister said."Call her now" "Yes? You called for me,"a lady in white appeared.She had a white mark running from her hair down to her forehead,her hair was black. Alizon was a white witch,she was also Vador's godmother who stayed in the east empire disguised as an old lady.She was King Alarie's younger sister who was not killed when the dark witches had attacked because they didn't know about her. Only Vador and Aleister knew about her,she was a very powerful witch with healing powers and the ability to summon souls.

“So, what is he?” Georgia’s voice jolted her from her musings as she stared into the fire and her eyes snapped to hers with a raised brow. Her mug of hot chocolate abandoned on the coffee table still half full. Georgia was full of questions and curiosity but had kept it reserved for her sake as she listened to her story. “The boy?” She questioned further. “Isn’t it obvious?” Adelaide questioned her back with a frown. “He’s a High Alpha.”

He walked to the board and started writing. "So far in this class, we have several types of magical creatures represented. We have Vampires, Fae, Ilith, Pestiut, Lycan, Necrium, and Werewolf. Did I miss anyone?" the professor asked as he looked around the room. Everyone agreed their magical type was listed on the board.