Percival Dumbledore Novels & Stories

He deserved this from her. And to top her grieving memories of this night, Peter Dursley appeared before her. Oh yes, PETER Dursley! The mastermind behind this unfortunate night. Alpha Damien let go of her as he howled advancing ahead with menacing respiration. That hollow in his chest somewhat shrunk when he saw her run and he had frozen in his spot. It hit his heart strongly and intensely when she was knocked and dragged like an object. It had stirred something into him and no matter how much he tried to move, he couldn't. Not unless he caught the sound of her stuttering, trembling voice that was hardly any strong to attract attention.

This was a dirty scheme and sadly, it was Darwin’s scheme. I paused after doing all evaluation I could do and I finally rested on conclusion that after he gains everything he so desire now, he will likely break all ties with him. That sounded good to me. He will be getting played but what if he doesn’t break ties with him after all?? Only the negative side of the thought made me feel like puking. “Hello beautiful??” Dumbledore mumbled as he brought his head low to see what I looked like. “Is he expecting to see a deity?? Or a pretty lady without flaws??” I chuckled as I pushed my face away, making it impossible for him to see what I looked like.

Professor snapes said with a smile as Gao Yu kept mute. “Anyway I called you for something, how did you learn the second verse of the ritual recitation?” Professor snapes asked. “I Don’t know, I found out I know it when you started reciting it” Gao Yu said nothing but the truth. “I see, you are really among the children involved in the ritual years ago, why must my little sister die though? Professor snapes said smiling as a drop of tear dropped down his eyes, his little sister has been among those affected by the ritual, she was the very last person he could call a close family, she was six when the ritual took place, he can still remember how the little girl shivered after reciting the rit

Giving the boy her attention, Rose introduced herself; “thank you for helping me get a better view young sir, I do love watching! My name is Rose Duncaster, heiress to this manor.” “Pleasure miss, my pa is about to compete in the sword play. We just moved here from Wales, my name is Percival but everyone just calls me Percy.” Shaking his hand as her da taught her to, not too firm but not soft and flimsy either… she caught herself gazing into his gorgeous eyes, they were the brightest blue she’d ever seen, and her ma’s eyes were pretty spectacularly blue as well. Then the spell was broken with the clanging of metal and the entertainment had begun.

I spat. When he returned my gaze, his eyes were bloodshot. He crumpled the plastic cup in his hand and slowly walked towards me but stopped when someone put an arm around my shoulders. “Problem?” I raised an eyebrow at Percival, who was sitting next to me. “Percival, bro!” His expression immediately shifts from angry to worried. “Percival, bro?” Percival chuckled sarcastically, “Dude, fuck off.” The man raised both of his hands and slowly backed away. He ran down the stairs. Percival and I were left in a slightly dark hallway.

I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm so there won't be a lot of orders. But why do I feel like he's going to ask me something weird? Crap, he better don’t do that. “Arthur, you can’t do it to a patient” I smile at him, try to convince him that I will be a bad errand type. “It’s okay, only me who knows it. Plus, I can keep a secret” he winks. “Asshole, go away!” I answer immediately. His laughter filled the room, he must be happy that he successfully teases me. What a jerk. Arthur opened the plastic bag and took out one orange from there, he slowly peeled the skin and cleaned it before handing one to me.