Ron Weasley House Novels & Stories

Suddenly Orion stopped, looked at her with a childlike grin, and said, “This is my father’s house.” Alizeh gasped as she stared at the barn, she had slept in four years ago, and the porch where she and Zeek had shared a meal. She walked into the house, and her skin tingled with the thickness of the magic that hung in the air. She Layed down her things, and continued walking as if she were being drawn to a room in the back of the house. Orion caught up to her as she started to open the big, creaky door.

We walked into the pack house hand in hand. Today, the pack house is unusually clean. I can only smell flowers and food, not sweat. There's no one inside of the house. Eaton walked us to the backyard again and I could already see the crowd. Everybody is waiting there. The hugeeee backyard is almost full with people. Not everyday that normal werewolves get invited into the pack house. I mean, it's so crowded that I think maybe it's the whole pack right here.

Chelsea sighed, kissed his hair, and whispered, “Yeah, sweetie. That’s kind of his brand.” Their home had become a strange little slice of chaos-meets-cozy over the past two years. A converted greenhouse-turned-cottage just inside the Blood Moon borders, infused with witchy wards, wolf-proof doors, and a playroom with more runes than a school for mages. And somehow, it all worked.

She lost her husband when her daughter was only ten, so she had spent a lot of her best years without a man around, and it really showed. After Thomas introduced Hera, he headed over to Hogwart’s place, where that notoriously nasty dog greeted him with an enthusiastic lick when he bent down to say hi. “Ah, Lord Thomas. What brings you here?” “I’m here to talk to you on behalf of my father.” Hogwart’s expression shifted slightly. “Come in, come in. I was just about to pour some excellent ale.” Hogwart, just shy of fifty, welcomed the future Laird of Coinnich into his home like he had done many times before.

Although Charles had many cars, he did not own such ostentatious ones. Noelle was puzzled too. "It must be one of his friends." The three of them got out of the car. Noelle parked in the garage and led Rowena and Teresa inside. Rowena looked around like a country bumpkin visiting a grand mansion for the first time, her reaction amusing everyone. "Wow, Noelle. I knew your man was rich, but I didn't know he was this rich. Is this entire estate his?" Rowena glanced around Phoenix Tree Residence's exterior. The place covered several hundred square meters with no other houses nearby. "Don't you feel lonely living here?"

His Possession Alpha Rowan's POV (Domezo Pack) The cart jerked to a halt. I stepped out, disgust curling in my gut as I stared down the rotting gates of Thornegrave's home. This was where they kept her? For a wealthy wolf, the place looked like it begged to be torn down. Then the gate opened for us and I saw the house. It stood crooked, like it hadn’t seen repairs in years. There was no servant to greet me, no sign of honor in the air, just quietness.

"What kind of shitty place is this?" Why would Roanne arrange for them to meet here? Charlotte entered the house, mumbling some vague complaints under her breath. At the end of the second-floor stairwell, Roanne was sitting in a chair with a swaddled baby in her arms. She smiled at Charlotte when she saw her. "My dear sister, do you remember what this place is?" Charlotte sneered. "How the fuck would I know what place this is? It's too crappy…" "This is the ruins of Love and Kindness Children's Home, where we grew up," said Roanne impassively as she met Charlotte's disgusted gaze. "This is where you, me, and Number-9 lived. Have you forgotten?"

It was almost midnight when Elora, Caspian, and Brittany arrived at the big house with a very high iron fence. Brittany opened the window and waved over the railing to a camera, watching them. The black gate opened a moment later. It increasingly convinced Elora that werewolves did like living in the suburbs, had super large houses, and hated light. This big house is an example. The light along the driveway that cuts through the courtyard was only a faint orange glow. Up ahead, a classic European-style three-story house stands tall, complete with a crystal chandelier hanging on the terrace.

The Sandford's, Lawrence's, and Weasley's were the three big families of Confluence Base City. The head of the Sandford's, Chris Sandford, was a Rank 7 Evolved One. On the other hand, the head of the Lawrence's, Orion Lawrence, was a Rank 6 Evolved One. As for the head of the Weasley's, Zeff Weasley, he was a Rank 6 Evolved One. "Dad, Mr. York killed the two admission officers from Cloudtop Academy. Sandy and Elise…" Before Jackson could finish his statement, everyone understood the implicit meaning. He was trying to ask whether or not Elise and Sandy should enroll at Cloudtop Academy.