Ron Weasley Books Novels & Stories

Mr Collins instructs after he's finished his angry typing. “Reading what?” I ask. “That,” he points to a book that's on the couch where Theo had been sitting moments before. “What the…” I start to ask, then shake my head, “Right away, Professor Dumbledor,” I snark, picking up the book as he leaves the office. The book looks like a modern school textbook, but the title, ‘The Spark’ has me turning to the first page eagerly to finally get some freaking answers!

still bowing as a sign of respect, her black hair completely covering her face ." hello" Penelope answered, " shall I draw you a bath Luna?" the young girl asked, Penelope's cheeks flushed with embarrassment at the realization that the room smelt of sex and sweat which was evidence of last nights activities. Penelope looked up at the girl and it was at this moment she saw her face she looked so young are big Bambi eyes shining with curiosity “Aren’t you a little young for this position“ Penelope asked concerned completely ignoring her pain. “ I’m fifteen Luna my parents both died when I was kind and I was left with no one and nowhere to live. It was then that I decided to give myself to ser

She tilted her head, a small, cruel smirk playing on her pale lips. ​“My, my,” Rowena said, her voice like the cracking of ancient ice. “How the little wolves have grown. Still hiding behind stone walls. Still playing at being kings of a dying world.” ​“You’re dead,” Orion roared, though his voice lacked its usual bite. He stepped forward, his fists trembling. “We saw the pyre! We saw the blood in the nursery!”

B E I N G P R I M E She gave in to them. To him. 2·1 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ She wouldn't succumb. One thing Eiling Weasley knew was that life loved to throw lemons at her. She'd received her first lemon when her parents died, then when her family rejected her. Now, life was going to throw another. In the form of the most popular group at her school: The Prime Empire.

"I do not believe in the impossible, so I have a feeling that this one might be a lot crazier than we all expect." "Perhaps it's a magical place that only witches could access then." "Zoren is right," Galen responded. "That could be it; after all, the most powerful witch owns this book, Seriona herself!" "I wish I could have met her," Verena whispered. "It would have been nice to learn from her." "Now you have her book." Zoren tapped on the cover of it. "I am pretty sure that she wrote a couple of things that could help you here."

"Your welcome, Mr. Potter. Ah, if you want to learn magecraft, I suggest that you sharpen your studies in math, physics and chemistry, and get to study arithmancy and runes in your next year. There will be new books available in the library soon that explain more about it." Erik said. Larry Potter nodded, already imagining his best girl friend's reaction at his mention of new books in the library, and was guided out of the office by Professor McGonagall. Director Bone waited for the duo to exit and close the door of the office, and turned to Erik. She then asked with some steel in her voice. "The boy was a Horcrux?" "Yes, and no." Erik answered. "What do you mean?"

“Okay, this is getting ridiculous. Wanna know what happened? The email. That’s what.” Lucas looked genuinely confused. “Email? What email?” Zehra faltered. “The email you sent,” “What the fu–” “Don’t swear!” she exclaimed, covering her ears. The teacher stopped fangirling about Harry Potter and turned to them. Lucas straightened. “Ms. Evans, we were just discussing how the masterpiece of JK Rowling contain absolutely no swear words except in the last book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, when Molly Weasley swears at Bellatrix Lestrange for duelling with her daughter Ginny.”

Any help they gave came at an unacceptable cost. “If it will help the entire pack.” He took a few steps looking around. It was hard to stop himself from being in awe of the room. There were floor-to-ceiling shelves with books on magic and moon phases. There were even books on werewolves. Rowan froze when he ran across a book that looked just like Elly’s grimoire.

Drake comments. “Fuck off you little shit, that is not what made me think of this.” I sneer. I flip through the book until I find the page I am looking for. Fuck, it is him, but at the same time, it is not him. Right in front of us is Teharan, but that is not how we knew him. I link Grayston, Quade, and Barston to get their asses to the castle. Salaria comes walking in with our little girl. I was surprised it was a girl. Our family usually has boys first. Valayna is the only other girl that was born before boys. Our little Tahti is the perfect mix of Salaria and me. The boys sit back down as we wait for the others to arrive.

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