Sleeping Spells Harry Potter Novels & Stories

“I know this is odd, but, the mages think that Slate might wake up if… uh… well… can Alyson and I have just a few minutes alone with him?” “What’s that?” Slate’s mom asked. Everly swallowed the lump that was forming in her throat. “You see… the mages think there’s a chance he might be under a sleeping spell. And Alyson might be able to break it.” “How?” Brock asked. “What’s a sleeping spell?”

“Will you really let me receive some kind of punishment just for visiting you?” “Well, if it were up to me, I would,” I said, bluntly speaking my thoughts. “This kind of action is unacceptable. You know that the sleeping spell is one of the forbidden spells in our world. You should only use them for some kind of emergency.” “This is an emergency!” she protested, standing up. I sighed out of frustration. I was supposed to be resting but with Mallory here, I wouldn’t be able to do that. “Could you please…” I spoke, trying my best to keep my composure, “Please leave my room so I could continue my sleep?”

Willa nodded as she opened one roll to show me, "This is a spell called Soulstorm. I used it on you when you blacked out." I was shocked speechless. "I didn't dare take you to a hospital, and I didn't know what to do." Willa explained as she stared at my face with a scared look as if worried that I might get angry at her, "I think it's a mind spell. You woke up right away. It's purely for healing!" "I trust you." I nodded, still shocked. I thought I woke up by myself! I felt so much better when I woke up. I WAS surprised how calm Crebreus was.

My fingers trembling insanely and I almost cried. I couldn’t leave him with braid. I moved quickly and held his wrong braid. I started unbraiding him and he screamed even more. Thankfully we were in extremely isolated place otherwise his savers would have reached here by now. “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!” He screamed loudly and I kept chanting the spell. Finally, in sometime his long braid scattered open and the spell started working with full force. His pupil stopped moving he got into the deep sleep.

“What about-” “I can tell you about my night last night,” A girl a few seats to my left interrupts him and we both glance her way. “I couldn’t sleep so I decided to practice some of my spells. It went horribly wrong and no matter what I do I just can’t seem to satisfy my pus-”

"Do you have any ideas, Tessa?" "Uhh, if we can use a cloaking spell over us then I think we won't get caught. Just like that scene in Harry Potter. " Tessa says and my lips stretch into a grin. "Tessa! You're a GENIUS." ***********

Normally I would drift to sleep within a few seconds of shutting my eyes. I opened my eyes and stood up, hoping to feel better if I walked around a bit. I stared at my trembling hands. I couldn't believe what had just happened. The flashback came to me like a movie. A moment ago, I felt the rush of power surge through my veins as I cast my first spell. But now I was barely able to stand, my legs shaking uncontrollably beneath me. I stumbled forward, struggling to keep my balance. My head was spinning, and my heart felt like it was going to burst out of my chest. The room swam before my eyes, and I felt myself falling towards the ground.

Just as his gaze landed on my lips, looking like he was going to press the matter even further which I knew I would not be able to handle, I flicked my fingers in the slightest motion. In a split moment, I decided to experiment with a spell that knocks one unconscious. But it was like trying to charm a wall; he did not react, and as if it ricocheted against him, it hit me right in the temples. The spell hit me hard, rendering me dizzy with black splotches staining my vision. I clawed into his hands holding me down, grasping at consciousness. It would be too embarrassing to faint because of my own spell in front of him, equivalent to accidentally punching myself in the face. I squeezed my eye

She stands up and stretches, before rubbing her wrists and then she walks over to her bag on the floor and pulls out her book of spells. Always Standing next to her, I watch her constantly as she prepares for the spell and then starts to speak. “Hear me now. Let what has been done, be undone, and made right. Shall the spell be broken, and no harm come to them.” The minute she says the words, I hear Arabella’s voice. “They are waking up!” She exclaims.

In dire need to do something, Audrey attempted to leave the room but was stopped by her voice. "How aren't you asleep?" Audrey turned around to look at her. "What are you talking about?" Audrey asked, as she was totally confused. "What is going on in the mansion." Audrey asked as the maid simply chuckled. "Isn't it obvious? I guess there is someone that knows much about magic lurking in the mansion. They seemed to have cast a sleeping spell." The maid explained. "A sleeping spell? What in the world does that even mean?" Audrey asked once again. She had heard tales of a sleeping city, but was experiencing one right before her.