Sirenas De Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

Splinters of choices Seren never made. Sirelia’s lips cracked as she smiled. “This world loves her,” she rasped. “But love is built on forgetting.” Seven glass sarcophagi stood behind her, each fogged from within. Not empty. Not quite full. Waiting. She dipped her fingers into the pool. It hissed. Light swallowed her hand. Then blood. Then, flesh. A face rose from the water. Seren’s. But not Seren. Too perfect. Too still. Symmetry that disturbed rather than comforted. Eyes like polished void. Hair suspended as if underwater, drifting, never falling.

Harry asked clearly this time to Serene "Who are Simon's?" Serene got more confused. She is bad with first names already, let alone with last names. Grasping the little situation, Harry realised that Serene isn't the one who talked about Simons. Giving a fake cough he laid down on the couch. "I mean why Simon girl is after Soham. Serene you must keep a tab on him regularly. Many girls are after your man." Harry lied with a straight face. While speaking he put up a teasing smile too

We waited for a few minutes before we saw multiple bubbles popping out from the water and flowing out from the hole. A beautiful sea maiden came out of the hole. She has a head and upper body of a female human and the tail of a fish. She has a colorful scale that turns gold when the light hits on it. We were instructed not to stare at her eyes or else we will be spellbound by her. "Hi Hiro, it's been a while. You look different from the last time we met. What happen to you?" Sirene cheerfully greeted Hiro. "You know the deal. I don't offer my help to anybody, especially with demons," she said looking at me and Oslec.

Turning to her, I say, "I'm sorry. You must think I'm so rude. I'm Piper, Moby's wife." Something about this girl instantly calms me; she exudes peace. Her creamy white skin is like porcelain, with dark, almost black hair, bright green eyes, she's thin and relatively tall, strikingly beautiful, but there's not one ounce of jealousy in me looking at her so close to Moby. With one hand still resting on Moby's chest, I reach over to her to pull her into a hug, whispering my gratitude in her ear. "Thank you for bringing his smile back."

He lunged at the hydra, his claws tearing into Sereth’s shadow, sparks flying as the weaver’s form recoiled. Selene’s spectral form flared, her spells igniting in bursts of violet fire, scorching Vorath’s tendrils, her voice a sharp command, her loyalty battling her doubts. “Jessica, we’re your family! Malric’s twisting us blast through his lies!” She spun, hurling a radiant orb that shattered Sylvara’s vines, but threads lashed back, grazing her side, her light dimming.

I gulp. My throat feels dry. Can we just talk about how beautiful those amber eyes are? I feel like I’m drowning in them. I’m petrified, even though no one has cast a Petrificus Totalus spell on me. Yep, I still remember how Hermione Granger did that to Neville Longbottom. The person gripping my wrist looks irritated because I just disturbed his sleep, but then his expression softens as he stares at me. “Sienna? ” he whispers. His voice is low, sending shivers down my spine.

“You do understand why they would kill a babe, rather than risk one falling into mankind’s hands?” “Yes. I am not immune to her voice,” he replied. “Which has its benefits, as well as the more obvious disadvantages.” Isyl laughed warmly. “I can imagine.” “She can be selective about who falls under her power,” he added. “She was able to sing an ogre and a faun to sleep, but not myself and her fairy.” “Sirens can do likewise,” she replied. “I know that much. As to walking through a mage’ spell... I do not know, Rivyn. We might never know. The sirens would be highly unlikely to disclose it if they do.”

My ears perk up. "Can you tell me about it? We are looking for it as well, but we don't know what it is. A thing, an animal or man." Gen asked and I was silent because I didn't know anything. "I'm going to tell you because even if you know, you won't be able to find it. Aqua Siren is a mermaid. Three mermaids, beautiful but dangerous. They kill people they don't like. In the past, I always saw them there on the rocks and the scales you see are theirs. But suddenly they left. It's been two days since I saw them." This is a story that made our eyes widen.