Ron Weasley Patronus Novels & Stories

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

"What is it? Ambrose asked when he saw Theodore getting tensed and nervous. "Your granddaughter is about to arrive," Theodore said before adding, "I'm going to bring her and Dotty here." "Ah. The future queen or king is about to arrive." Crystal Cornell spoke with a smile. She was the former werewolf queen and grandmother of Steve Weasley. In fact, she was the one who was going to lead both vampires and werewolves tonight. While Scarlett Wright was going to lead the witches and wizards present there. While Oliver, Owen, and Oscar were going to lead the hunters.

said Albus seriously. Albus was silent and concentrated fully while holding the Sky Light Scepter in his hand. The power poured out of his hand in the form of a soft, cool white light. He then coated the scepter with his own strength. The scepter glowed snow-white gently for a few seconds. Albus touched the sky-blue rock with a golden silver tinge. The rock gave a warm pulse when Albus touched the sky dragon's heart. He closed his eyes and channeled his energies with a smile as if meeting an old friend. Albus's white energy turned the stone's outer appearance into a golden color.

I closed my eyes and prayed to the Moon goddess! 'I, Rebecca Vince Cornell, Daughter of Vince Cornell, choose Oliver Weasley as my chosen mate.' Spark ran all over my body when I finally chose him. He would officially be my mate the moment; I would mark him. "Did you just choose me as your mate?" "How can you say so?" I asked, acting innocent. "Because I can feel spark like an electricity wherever I'm touching you.", he mumbled in confusion about what was happening to me. I giggled, lifting my head to look at him. "Yes! From now onwards, you are our chosen mate, my annoying human's chosen mate, or say HER CHOSEN MATE because she was the one who chose you first."

He scoffed, "Well, I wasn't stalking you full time." "I hope you wake with warts tomorrow morning." I snorted standing up to pick up the rose he had dropped. I crumpled it under my feet too and kicked it back out. "Will you talk to me if I do?" "Yes." And so it happened that Orian returned with Warts that afternoon but we couldn't talk because he came down with a high fever due to an overdose of the potion for warts and the wizard that had created the spell had to be called back to cure him.