Rosier Harry Potter Novels & Stories

The Missing Children & I arrived back at Bowser’s Castle, I immediately got off my hoverboard and walked towards the doors of Bowser’s Castle and knocked on the door “Bowser are you there” I answered “Arnold, the Missing Children & Charlotte. Roxy, Olivia & Oliver open the doors” said Bowser so Roxanne Wolf aka Roxy, Oliver & Olivia slowly opened the castle doors and saw me. “Arnold you’re back” said Olivia, Roxy looked at Gabriel, Jeremy, Susie, Fritz, Cassidy & Charlotte on my back. “Hey Roxanne” said Cassidy “hey Cassidy” said Roxy.

“The royal blood of Zur.” Hemingway’s brow furrowed. “Are you saying—?” “She has Rosa’s face,” Harry breathed. “That nose. Her mouth. The same lips... gods, she looks just like—” He stopped himself. But his heart was already racing. Harry tore off his outer cloak, wrapped it tightly around the girl’s trembling form, and lifted her from the earth with care. “She’s mine,” he whispered. “Harry—” Hemingway began. “I said she’s mine.”

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

Rosalind You know how I said that this train reminds me of the one in Harry Potter? Well, their similarities just keep on piling up. As we sat in silence, a cart full of sweets and treats made its way over to us. But get this—instead of a friendly old woman pushing the cart, it was a handsome young man instead. I called him over because I wanted to buy some of his treats. He stopped in front of our seats and gave us a friendly smile. His cheek dimples became more evident when he smiled, and I had the urge to coo at him. He's so cute!

Josiah- It had been several days and no sign of Rosemary. I took a search party out all through the surrounding townes looking high and low and we found nothing. My father seemed a little to anxious to help me find her. What was he up to? Draco, my father, being the Alpha King had a lot of secrets. He was a fearless ruler and stopped at nothing to get what he wanted. It seemed since I found Rosemary he was having more and more meetings with the Order. The Order consisted of the top titles in both the werewolf and Vatican officials and the likes there of.

He growled and I suddenly felt the need to fucking bend my neck towards him. Fuck he was scary. Why was he so fucking scary to me?! Osiris stood up from the table and worked towards me and I fucking nearly pissed my pants. Lily gave Ariel a sideways hug, “don’t worry Ariel. Osiris is just trying to tease Cyrus.” She looked at Osiris and laughed, “you can stop now Os, you’re scaring Ariel.” Suddenly the air changed and he was just Osiris again. Well, a bit more intimidating than usual, but still.

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pu

"Luna, can you teach me some magic, please?" ‌ Luna knelt down and ruffled Rosey's hair. "Of course, my dear. But remember, magic comes from the heart. It's not about flashy spells; it's about love and intention." ‌ And so, Luna began teaching Rosey the basics of magic. The young werewolf practiced diligently, and soon, she could make flowers bloom with a flick of her paw. It wasn't long before Rosey became known as the "Little Sorceress" of the pack, enchanting everyone with her budding magical talents.

Black threatened as soon as he saw the Red Moon Alpha open his mouth, ready to retaliate. Harry ran his fingers through his red mane, looking confused before his eyes landed on Rosy. "Who is this baby, Bianca?" She crossed her arms against her chest and looked at him bitterly: "Come on, you misunderstood genius. Who do you think this baby is?" Harry let out a muffled cry when he saw Rosy's two small hands reach up to him, demanding that he hold her. "No way you are touching her until you're stable, Alpha," Augustine grumbled.

I say, leaning against the counter as I watch her. She nods without looking at me. “It has to be perfect.” I glance over at Rose, who’s settling into a chair like she’s just here to watch the show. Finally, Harlow grabs a tiny bottle off the shelf and spins around, holding it up like it’s a sacred treasure. “This one!” she declares. I stare at it. “Hot pink glitter?” She beams. “It’s perfect for you!” Rose snorts behind me. “Oh yeah, that screams Rook.”