Ravenclaw Blanket Novels & Stories

“And headmistress Morwen?” “Headmistress Morwen fears me,” Harry said with a chuckle that wasn’t entirely human. “She should. Once, she tried to bind me to her will. She failed. But she thinks she has another way now.” His eyes moved to me, sharp and knowing. “You.” My skin went cold. “Me?” “Yes.” His tone softened, but words were sharp. “ Raven left you with a fragment of his power when he died,That power is dangerous. Headmistress Morwen craves for it. She’ll tear the academy apart to claim you.”

Suddenly, a strange, low tapping noise sounded against the glass of the stone window. I frowned softly, careful not to wake Julian as I eased out from under his heavy arm. I pulled my velvet robe over my shoulders, tying the sash tightly around my waist, and walked quietly to the window frame. Sitting on the outer stone ledge, shivering against the frost, was a tiny, jet-black raven. Tied to its leg was not a standard imperial cipher cylinder, but a small, blood-red silk ribbon—the personal marker of House Sterling's old inner guard.

He was so mad he looked like he wanted to smack me, but I was quicker, a swift kick landed right on his pudgy stomach. James yelped, clutching at my arm, babbling, "Since when can't I handle you? You're just a little troublemaker! You've been freaking me out with your spooky antics every single day." The moment had arrived, my friends were already wielding their wands. With one solid kick, I sent him tumbling down the slope. James's bodyguard tried to step in, but just then, the sky turned ominous, and a lightning bolt crashed down. "Boom!" It struck right beside James, next to a tree.

I blush realizing he is talking about my mark from Freya, as Osric pats my back with a nod. “It’s good to see you and Liliana happy with Freya, she is good for you two,” Osric softly speaks as he rocks Roan, pouring himself some whiskey. “It’s good to feel the bond being so complete, I can’t imagine how you and Embry dealt with not having Raven at first, and missing Jonathan. What is Raven getting tattooed?” I question while downing my tumbler of whiskey, and Osric smirks. “It was hard being patient and waiting for them, but it is always worth the wait. She is getting a red raven done out of Viking knots in honor of our victory against Orin,” Osric answers, making me nod as it sounds like a

Zach tilted his head and tried to peek but Zelle tightly held the blanket. Aaron touched the blanket and felt Zelle’s hand, "Are you scared? We won’t do anything, Zelle. We just want to protect you, at least tonight making sure you’re safe." Zelle loosened her tight and let her head out of the blanket, "That’s not it." Bot Aaron and Zach felt awe seeing her cute side and almost can’t help themselves. "W- what is it?" Zach asked. "Raine--- made me wear this…." Zelle’s cheeks rapidly turned red as she put down the blanket out of her showing her in a sleek and almost see-through night gown. "I- I usually wear cotton at night but Raine said this might make you two happy…."

Raven placed her arms to the side and stared at Lorcan thinking about what he is going to do next. Lorcan doesn’t have to look inside the leather pouch. He already knows what is in it. Wolfsbane are better stored inside leather to maintain its efficacy. What else will Raven store inside the leather pouch. Lorcan stared at Raven. For a moment he was pulled out of his reverie because this is the first time he ever saw Raven wearing a dress and a bright summer yellow dress with flower patterns at that. “Is she here to seduce me?”

“I am asking you as a friend, not as Luna of Sundrop Gem. I need to know more about our gracious hosts, and I suspect few others in this castle would tell me the truth.” She sighs and pulls a faintly purplish-gray dress from her wardrobe. “I don’t like talking about this.” “And I apologize for asking.” My eyes water. “But my father lies dead. I need to know.” “You can change behind that screen, if you like.” She gestures to a folding screen, then pulls down the high neck of her dress to reveal four thin, jagged scars in a row. “Blanca—Queen Raven, as you know her—can control animals. Once, we were having a disagreement, and she sicced a cat on me. It nearly tore my throat open.”

She drank it like it was nothing and then looked straight forward, watching the sun rise. I can’t do anything but to sigh. “Are you feeling better now?” I asked then I sat beside her. She glanced at me and smile for a little. “Still not feeling well, but I am better now.” She said then sighed. She hugged herself and blew air from her mouth. She’s cold. I quickly looked around to find blankets. Gladly I saw a white one on the other seat in here. I gave it to her and she reached it. She covered herself with it to feel warmth. I really hope for your healing Amira.

The lady was surprised and confused when he suddenly cut her off. "Y-Yes? I think she placed it on her vanity area." He felt like he was being poured with a glass of cold water when his speculation was confirmed. Hyde remembered it when he went to the victim's vanity table. He remembered what it looked like. A bird darker than a crow, and usually eats flesh from dead animals. A bird that means DEATH... A CARRION CROW.

Dakota attempts to make a jab while he proceeds to happily ignore her, taking his personal victory. Retrieving the last item within the bag, I pull out a silver parcel. Carefully inspecting the velvet blanket folded up neatly, I unravel the charcoal silk ribbon tied meticulously around it—realising that something has been carefully tucked away inside. With grand embroidered images detailing the dated cloth, I unwrap it carefully before revealing an old leather book stored safely within. Marvelling over the light grey cover, I can’t help but study the beautifully drawn crest sat in the centre of the intricate design—carved perfectly with its lines tinted in a grand shade of crimson, appearing