Peverell Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"Percy?" It was his childhood friend, Percy, coaching a carriage-carrying horse. Judging by his seemingly ordinary look, who would have thought that he is a talented magic user who specializes in wood manipulation? Be it a tree or a furniture, his skill allows him to control its shape at his will. "Heard yah gonna be participating too. How about a ride? Let's go crash the palace gate!"

Helena’s eyes followed Graham’s gaze, it landed on none other than his mistress, Charlotte Duke. Helena turned towards Amelia and gave her a knowing look. “No mum! I didn’t mingle.” She whispered. Graham caught the word but before he could make sense of it a deep voice spoke, taking them all out of their heads. “Oh, look who we have here, the mighty Dinkins.” Mr Potter said enthusiastically, the echo of his voice filled the room. Graham composed himself, this wasn’t the time to show his weakness or the fact that his home is falling apart in front of this wounded tiger.

His eyebrows jumped up. “Holy sh–” “Don’t swear.” “Who the f–” “Don’t swear,” “Who the HELL sent you this!” Ms. Evans shot them a look. Lucas smiled at her. “Ms. Evans we were discussing about the depth of Neville Longbottom’s courage when he told Voldemort that he’d join them when HELL freezes over.” Ms. Evans’ eyes lit up. “Yes, of course! Neville Longbottom is an exemplary–” Zehra shook her head at Lucas, smiling.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

Max’s POV I had one hell of a day. I was sore, but nothing that the sweet Minerva Jones cannot fix. She whipped me up something from her little portable drawer like bag of potions and dropped a few of it’s yellow content in my tea. She reminded me of professor Snape from my favorite sequel, Harry Potter. The only difference was, miss Minerva was a happy soul. Snape was grumpy.

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.

Harvey replied calmly, “He’s from Mordu University? Let him in.” After a moment, a balding man walked in while trying to catch his breath. His eyes lit up after seeing Harvey, then hurried over and bowed respectfully. “You must be the respectable Consultant York. I am the deputy dean of Mordu University, Percy Williams. I am in charge of all university-related research projects.” Harvey took a glance at him and calmly replied, “Isn’t the representative of your university Sasha Larson?” Percy’s eyes lit up. He felt like there was a chance.

I narrowed my eyes at him in confusion until I saw him nod towards Coach Lois. My stomach dropped. What just happened?! "This, sir, is Harry from her team,” Lois announced like it was some grand reveal. “He met up with me privately today to set up a meeting with you as there is something he would like to discuss." "Go ahead Harry, feel free to talk." Director Alex gave him a go-ahead. Harry clenched his hands into fists and stepped forward. "Sir, Pearl is not suitable to be our Coach. She lacks in so many ways and even fails to organize our training sessions."

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Alice POV I was in shock when I saw Harry appear in front of me wearing ripped jeans. Adidas trainers and a white t-shirt. His t-shirt hugged his muscles showing of the perfection under the fabric. He put a baseball cap on and we walked out of the bedroom. We walked past the press unnoticed which made me happy. I don’t know how to react in front of them.