Sirens 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.

Different tube of crystals sticks everywhere and those fireflies- Oh, fairies? They were tiny that I thought they were fireflies... When one of those tiny creatures may be said "hi" to her when it plays in front of her face, she realized they were fairies. How cute omg! Tinker Bell is real! She danced with them while they fly around her body as if they wanted to lift her. "Aww! This is so fun! Maybe you guys need more pixie dust to make me float," she talks to them pretending she can understand what they're doing.

Right? ‘Wrong. It’s creepy. At least offer her a bribe first. They love fruit. Give her a fruit basket and ask to see her shifted form,’ Faye proposed. That was why I loved my wolfy. I added a fruit basket to my mental checklist. “Sirens hold a significant source of magic within them as well. It is often extracted by witches who practice dark magic. She will have inhibitor cuffs on her wrists. Remove those, and she will have access to her magic to help defend herself and you all if need be,” Mystra said, showing a picture of what the cuffs would look like. They were just bracelets with carvings on them.

I thought to myself. I will keep it safe, America. I flinched when I heard an eerie voice and looked around but there was no one. I look back at Harry who is looking at me confusedly, “Are you alright?” He questions. “Y-Yeah…. Did you hear someone talk other than us?” I asked. He shakes his head, “No. Why?” “I thought I heard the enchantress.” Harry smiles before he arm paddles towards me, “Maybe she’s just watching us and guarding us.”

Darkness has taken me to a place I've never been before. I'm half-dead and half-alive. Bubbles and water crack beside my ears. The singing gets louder, and my eyes blur silhouettes before me. Three figures, who I am assuming to be the sirens who rescued me once before, appear before me. My arms feel familiar tingling sensations like the night I transformed into a mermaid.

Chapter 12: Werewolves vs Sirens At the sight of the woman dragging the lifeless Jonathan into the water, my senses returned, drowning the artificial voices that had whispered in my head. “Jonathan! I screamed at the top of my voice. Hayley and Eric turned to me, confusion written on their faces. Eric drew out his spear and threw it, striking the siren on the arm. With a roar, she lunged at him. But before she could get any closer, Hayley shot at her, her arrow piercing the siren’s heart. With a loud cry, the siren fell into the sea, the water around her, turning crimson. Suddenly, more sirens began to rise from the water, their predatory gazes locked on us. Some jumped on the boat, their ta

She lay in his arms, stunned by what he was telling her! Does he mean that it is capable of igniting and burning everything that surrounds it without having the power over itself to stop it? She held her breath for a moment, unable to respond in any way. Feeling the ground falling from under her, she thinks of that Sirana she saw in the basement, he didn't seem to have all those destructive abilities! "To this degree, sirens are dangerous creatures." I asked him in a tone of panic that I could not contain and Kayden He furrowed his eyebrows in a questioning manner, not understanding the relationship of the serena with its nature. "What has the serena got to do with you, Celine?" ask her

We want someone who’s got their ear to the ground, supernaturally speaking, so this is a good thing. “How did you know?” I ask. Crazy Harry shrugs, then leans down to pet one of the squirrels between its little pointy, tufted ears. “I know a lot of things.” When he straightens again, there’s just the hint of fear in his pale gaze. “Are you going to hurt me?”.“No,” I say, giving Kian a pointed look. I drop my arm away from the feral shifter’s chest and step bodily in front of him before he can terrify our informant into running. “Harry, are you familiar with the Tree of Life?”

She tried not to think too much about it. "Has that guy left already? But it doesn’t seem like it since the event hasn’t even started yet," Hera thought to herself. Suddenly, someone touched her right shoulder, making Hera turn to see who it was. She squinted, trying to guess who was behind that mask. The man almost looked like Sean; his mask and outfit were identical. "Alright, what is it now, Sean?" Hera asked the man. "Sean?" ***

The girl standing in front of them was a destroyer, the aura radiating from her was very powerful and dangerous. The chanting of witch fell on Serenity's ears and her head snapped towards her. The witches and wizards standing behind Eliana were shaking in fear and cursing their fate for helping Eliana. They never witnessed something like Serenity in their whole life and had no idea how to tackle it. Serenity eyes grew darker as she opened her mouth and flames of fire erupted from her mouth burning the witches in front of her into ashes within a second. "FUCK..." The hybrids flinched back and cursed in unison.