Potter Manor Novels & Stories

"I built that house with my magic. You have no right to live there." "Where are we supposed to go?" "Not my problem." I hung up. Three days later, I used a portal to return to the Silver Moon Pack's territory. The manor was still there, but it looked dilapidated. Without my magic to maintain it, the exquisite gardens had become overgrown with weeds. The fountain was dry, the statues were cracked, and even the mansion's walls were starting to peel. I walked to the front door and found the lock had been changed.

“I'll meet you back here before dinner." Hermione doesn’t follow me, thankfully. The last thing I want to do is to get my little angel in trouble with him too. He is cruel, heartless, and not human. He lurks these halls with a watchful eye, reading to punish whoever steps beyond his laws. We call him the Moon. He doesn't have another name. Whether he is a conscious entity or not, we don't know, but what I do know, is that he had a large library built right in the centre of this manor. I'm thankful for it, and it is often a reprieve from the repetitive life here.

Buildings ranging from tiny, moss-covered cottages to brick buildings thick with ivy were scattered around a central plaza made of cobblestones. People were bustling around with baskets of produce in their hands, some laughing and chatting under the tall trees while children darted between their legs. I even spotted a group of wolves playing in a clearing in the distance—although now I wondered if those were werewolves in wolf form. A form that I had almost fully shifted into before Ethan arrived. Would I be able to do that one day, I wondered? The thought felt both enticing and terrifying. Up ahead, an enormous manor overlooked the entire compound. It was large and imposing with moss and iv

“Bassler House?” Bassler House is an old abandoned Victorian farmhouse sitting in the middle of a fallow cornfield off Bassler Road, on the edge of town. We’ve heard our fair share of stories about that place. Everyone has. Every small town needs its own spook house, right? “No. Further up the road, closer to the Commons Trailer Park. Sent one of my deputies—Freddy Potter—to investigate. Turned out to be a high-powered flashlight someone left on, under that old Oriental gazebo out there. The one in that overgrown flower garden near those rows of blueberry bushes. You know where I’m talking about?”

Alpha Mercimer then resumes his relaxation while drinking tea, while his eyes follow the receding figures of Alpha Qillalon and Vesper till he can no longer see the two. "Alpha, where are we going?" Vesper asked curiously, as they had been walking for quite some time now. "I want to show you something. One more kilometer and we'll be there." He replied with glee in his voice. Shortly after, they arrive at the small pond hidden by the large trees and ruins of the old manor owned by ghouls in the 1900s. The pond has clear water in it with small fish swimming. The light of the sun made the pond glow with a bright light.

Although she was out of sight, the kitchen was next to the dining room and she could faintly hear their discussion. Mrs Pots had worked for the walters family for more than thirty years, she was originally from the Walters mansion and was fond of Peter and Annie. She left Walters mansion to serve Peter and Annie after their wedding. She knew that nothing good would come from Andrew and Jefferson's visit. She had known them from birth, they were cunning and cruel. They would not come if it was not beneficial to them. Mrs Pots could not help but eavesdrop. " So dear brother are you all sobered up?, we have some important matters to discuss", Andrew spoke sternly.

Caden agreed without hesitation, “Okay, Master Wade! In that case, I’ll rush over and have a look now.” Charlie hummed slightly in response, “I’ll be waiting for your update.” *** The car driven by Sonia arrived at Willow Manor more than twenty minutes later. The house was called Willow Manor because the entire manor was located on the edge of a lake halfway up the mountain that was full of dense weeping willows. It was said to be called Willow Manor, and it was estimated that there were more than twenty to thirty thousand weeping willow trees inside and outside the vicinity of the manor.

“If that’s the case, maybe we can find a day where we can discuss this at length. Hopefully, you won’t say no to my request then.” With that, she flashed him a dazzling smile and left. That smile alone made Darryl’s day. However, he quickly reminded himself not to be too taken in by Madame Pandora. An hour later, Madame Pandora arrived back at her residence, the Hibiscus Manor, which was situated at the southeast corner of the capital city. The manor measured one football field and was filled with many plants. It was truly a quiet and elegant place. She was sitting on a chair and sitting opposite her was a majestic man in armor who seemed to be beyond mad at something. That man was Marshall.

Gut wrenching, heart pumping, her legs became tired and she paused to catch her breath. Her mind was frantic with thought,” how is it possible to move this fast?” Her breath came in short gasps—eyes shut tightly in fear of them falling. “Are you okay?” Came Jace’s volumed voice. Her eyes perceived where they were. It was the garden. The bonsai trees lined the perfect lawn in their wooden boxes. In the centre there was a pond as large as a small lake with flowering lily pads and a wooden bridge that crossed the middle so you could look down at the koi carp. The flower beds were a riot of May colour and even on close inspection but they were weeds, and tangled thickets of thorn on some plants,

“Johnny get your wrinkly self over here, your stupid bell is not working again!” Icahbod frowed. “Is a woman bearing the name Johnny in this century?” “No, why would you ask that?” “You said we were coming to meet a woman.” “Oh yea, he is the one who will bring her to us, she is his daughter but you have to see the father first.” “Oh, ok.” Minutes later, Ichabod could hear a swift movement behind the shelves and out came a short man in a black tail coat and a large hat which made him look like all those wizards you see in movies like Harry Potter.