Severus Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"Elif Demir." I turned. A man stood in the shadows. I hadn't seen him before, but now I couldn't look away. He was tall, broad-shouldered. His face was weathered, lined with scars and something darker. His eyes were black—completely black, with no iris, no pupil, no humanity. "Who are you?" I asked. He stepped into the light. His clothes were ragged, stained. His hair was long and matted. Around his neck, he wore a necklace of wolf teeth. Dozens of them.

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

― 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.

But now he is a confident and handsome guy who is now proud of the ownership of several gaming companies. The one that has been creating a sensation in the gaming world. Many ladies are in love with him but they don't even know him. Cause he always uses a shell identity like a fake identity. That's why they call him Mr. Anonymous. 'Ask me whatever you want and I'll do it. You only have a single request. Don't misuse it,' Maverick typed and replied to his message with a happy smile on his face. He feels like a great teacher now and Alex is his amazing student.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

Mortal terror surged through Sidia's veins. She didn't scream, but she was unable to move. She knew there was a coven, but so many? There had to be at least a hundred just in this cavern! Her chest heaved with panic. She blinked, and suddenly the vampire on the throne was standing right in front of her, every perfect detail of his face blocking everything else out. How did he move so fast? "Do not worry, Sidia. My name is Severus, and I have waited centuries for you. None of us will harm you." He raised one of his impossibly perfect hands and took the liberty of brushing aside a tangled curl from her face.

“Good morning” I turn my head to see who is coming. There’s Arthur with his grey hoodie, I can see he is wearing a white t-shirt inside. “Morning” I look at him suspiciously. “What’s bring you here?” I added. Arthur laughs and sits in the visitor chair, he probably knows that I will ask this as he always visits me at noon, yeah he doesn’t like to wake up in the morning. What a lazy ass! “Nope, I just missed you”

He slowly approached Louis who now had a pistol drawn. When the man got closer, he grabbed Elaine’s chin, but Louis immediately pushed his hand away. “Don’t f*cking touch her!” Louis shouted, his eyes filled with rage. “Chill, Louis. I don’t plan on taking your girlfriend,” he said, raising both hands in a gesture of peace while the pistol was still pointed at him, and he held Elaine’s arm like he was protecting her. “Let go. Open your eyes, Elaine. I’m Severus. Remember my face well because this is your last chance to see the one who will kill both of you,” Severus said. His eyes were filled with anger and hatred toward Louis because of what he had done to his parents.

He refused to be swayed by what he perceived as a magical manipulation. Severus, however, found himself entangled in a web of conflicting realities. He couldn’t untangle it, couldn’t reconcile the man before him with the man he had known. Just a few weeks ago, before the cataclysmic war, Perseus had kissed his wife, Eleanor, with a tenderness that spoke of profound love, making Severus swear, with solemn gravity, to protect her.

According to Seb’s calculations, nobody would be able to evade his attack, no matter how impressive they were. Nobody would be able to escape being heavily injured or dead after getting bitten by his dear pet. He didn’t think that his well-laid plan would have no effect at all. Cold shivers ran down his spine. “There’s a sorcerer of the South Sea named Kylen Moreno, right?” Harvey turned around before looking curiously at Seb. “That’s my senior. How do you know his name?” Seb froze in confusion. His senior was very well-known, but he had never recovered ever since he was defeated by the Head Coach on the battlefield.