Sirenas De Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"Oh yes, I forgot. You're a seer." "I'm not a...oh well...never mind..." Cassandra tried not to roll her eyes. She had had enough of this world and was desperate to find somewhere familiar even if it was a place where she had to put up with her seed-eating aunt and uncle. A long walk later, the sorceress stopped them. "Wait," she said and turned to the wall where two large marble statues stood about ten feet tall. They were of a bird with the head and torso of a maiden called the Sirins. Cassandra knew them from her literature class in Eastern Slavic folklore.

It is dripping a lot of blood, its eyes is crying, like asking for help] “Su..su..su..suff—suffer..” the mummy mumbling and stumbling on saying the word, however, when it did, it suddenly exploded causing a lot of damage in the gates of the Sewers. [Walls are painted with blood, everyone was surprised, others threw up and Captain Rian’s magical transparent shield was covered in blood. Genesis walked towards Captain Rian and Aster] “Is everyone okay!? Anyone hurt!?” Genesis asked. [Everyone was frozen as ice, other’s nodded to Genesis]

I blinked a few times and before I even knew it, I was back in the theatre room. "What you just experienced is the level four of this game. And only three of you stayed alive 'til the end. Congratulations, you have conquered level four of the Suicide Cup. A friendly reminder everyone, each one of us has that one person that could distract us from reality. And I hope you'll find that person before you decided to end your misery." the speaker went off after that and a silhouette appeared on the screen, it's probably the Domina. "Hello, my dear pupils..." it said using a voice changer. I wonder why she's hiding her identity.

### The Hall of the Failed Versions Aris led me out of the hospital room and into a long, dimly lit corridor. The walls were lined with glass tanks, each one filled with a shimmering, viscous fluid. I stopped in front of one, and my stomach turned. Inside the tank was a girl. She looked exactly like me, but her skin was a translucent blue, her hair floating like seaweed. A label on the base of the tank read: **[VERSION 0.4 - THE SIREN]**.

They would meet their deaths at the hands of the Siren sisters. She looked over to Alex, her red eyes had darkened to an almost black and her canines were protruding from her mouth, piercing her lips, she gave Thea a silent nod in agreement. Following the de-branding ritual, the power binding spell definitely paled in comparison though, it was a welcomed change. Neither Thea, nor Penny or Alex could’ve witnessed Lissa in that much pain again. They all sat huddled on the sofas as they sipped their tea. Penny has made the most fragrant combination she could think of in an attempt to disguise the smell of burnt flesh.

I thought you could do anything! ‘There are steps even I cannot cross, Sage. You must go through the proper process.’ Oracle said. “She is not going to wake up,” I said miserably. “Well, this was such a waste of time,” Kieran coldly replied and helped Sia up to her feet. She was still dazed and was gasping for breath. “I saw things, Kieran.” Sia said with a tired and grim expression.“I saw a horned thing smiling at me.” An uncomfortable silence filled the room. “Was that who Saturn is?” Sia demanded fearfully.

Her eyes were pure silver and she was cloaked in a strange silvery light. Syrena slowly looked up, and noticed that the full moon was directly above Diana. The silver glow of the moon pushed through a hole in the roof, bathing her in its silvery light. "What the hell?" Syrena whispered. "What sort of sorcery is this?" She moved towards Diana and reached out to touch her. The moment her hand came in contact with Diana's skin, the energy around her zapped through Syrena, like an electric shock, and she snatched her arm away.

"If you come for her...we'll help. We are weak, but we can still fight." Then she was gone. Shawna and I gave each other a look, then floated into the room with pretend confidence. As soon as we were inside, alarms started blaring and some kind of invisible rope wrapped itself around our ankles. “Well, well, well,” the sorceress I assumed was Harriet said. “What do we have here? Two little spies?” She was pretty. That was the first thought that went through my head. And she had soft, gentle eyes, that made it difficult for me to believe that she could ever hurt someone.

Hilda then hissed again, and then some more. "She is asking if it's really you." Erik translated to Selena. "Yes, Hilda. It is really me. The same Sally that accompanied you and uncle Salazar in some hunts." Selena said while still pumping some magic into the Slytherin's sword in her hand. The basilisk then did the unthinkable for a creature of its fame. It lowered its mouth near the ground and bent its neck in a manner where space between its eyes bumped softly to Selena's body and gave out a short hiss. Selena then smiled at Hilda's behavior and started to pet the giant snake in the space between its eyes.

I continue to watch as Serena suddenly smirks, the kind of smirk that could make someone's heart waste away with absolute fear. She stretches her left hand, and I watch as the witches and wizards instantly freeze in their positions. Their bodies begin to take on a kind of strange shape, as though something is moving internally, breaking their bones apart and forcing them to move in ways that are against their own will.