Slytherin Gifts Novels & Stories

I, for one, was a Slytherin. Now, I sat in the temporary gift-wrapping room for the holidays which would normally be the office for dad's job as a work-from-home accounting clerk, measuring the Harry Potter wrapping paper to the 6,000 piece Lego set. This thing had cost almost $500, so Timmy had better pray he wouldn't lose any pieces. I'd put almost all of my savings from working as a server at Hooters for the past three months into this gift. I still wasn't sure if the tippage I got while working should've been disgusting or flattering.

The Doris in the photograph wore the same gentle smile, probably calling me an idiot. As I turned away, my hand brushed against an old wooden box on the table. Inside was something Stella had arranged to send me before her death, paying a guard a small fortune to get it delivered. It was a pair of bloodstained, gold-rimmed glasses and a note written in bold, flowing handwriting. [Mark, may you live forever in this rotten world.] I pulled out a lighter and set the paper on fire. I watched as the words curled into ash, then tossed the burned note and the broken glasses into the trash can beside me.

The girl was none other than I, Rachael Santiago, the daughter of Raphael and Vanessa Santiago. My parents were council members of a secret society of supernaturals, Synx, and the owners of Santiago groups of companies. Supernatural, gifted, or part-human, you name it. In short, humans carry magic in their lineage. We could do stuff other people can only dream of or either pulled in movies. Every member of the special families, or as we called clans, has different and unique gifts of their own. We carried our gift from birth. We could feel it within us. However, due to the incapacity of our human bodies to deal with such extreme powers, we couldn’t control it until we crossed the age of majo

Chapter 144 At school, Gift was always happy to see Sphesihle. He would always beam and brightly so around her. He didn’t care if anyone saw him with her. Gift knew that he was the most admired kid in that school. His social value did not decrease on just being seen with Sphesihle—if anything, Sphesihle’s social value was more likely increase. “I get so excited to come to school nowadays,” he said smiling at Sphesihle.

Holding the pendant delicately, Silas whispered, his voice quivering with a mix of hope and vulnerability, "Raven, every time I look up at the night sky, I am reminded of our deep connection to nature's cycles and mysteries. This moonstone embodies that connection. It's a fragment of the world I cherish, and by giving it to you, I hope to intertwine our destinies and share the rhythms of my universe." Overwhelmed, Raven's heart thudded loudly, echoing the profound sentiments the twins conveyed. She gently cradled the gifts, realizing that these tokens were not just relics from the past but symbols of the twins' hopes and dreams for the future. "Shade, Silas," she whispered, tears glistening

The bells were pure gold, making them quite valuable. "I don't have much to give either, so consider this a gift from me." Madelyn happened to have two gifts. Except for the gift for Class One students, the other was from Yvonne and came with a beautiful greeting card. So, she gave one gift each to Jadie and Serena. It was the first time Serena had received a gift from Madelyn. "Wow, this is so beautiful! Thank you, I really like it." Jadie glanced down and spotted the Olympiad Mathematics workbook in Madelyn's backpack. Then, she said, "Today is a holiday, and Zach will be home for dinner too. Let's head back together later!"

We needed to find a gifted potions master, then before I knew what I was saying all the ingredients I needed to make a healing potion appeared in the back of my mind along with the correct way to mix them, I knew I could help her. “Do you have, adders’ tongue, dandelion root, golden seal, black sand, blessed graveyard dirt, and glowstone clay?” I asked my mother “Yes, but w…” she stopped suddenly and just stared at me when realisation hit her “you’re a potion master” it wasn’t a question but acknowledgment of my new found gift “oh Zeke, I’m so proud of you, that’s a rare gift, paired with the fire element is even rarer still, it is normally paired with earth”

Shailyn said. "Should I gift you something as well?" "No, being your servant is the Greatest gift of all" Shailyn's eyes glowed orange and purple... A mixture that had never been before. To be continued....!

- Alice shouted cheerfully, apparently wanting to improve the atmosphere a bit, which had become a bit sad because of Meredith's story, which in turn was completely out of place for a birthday party. Selene blew out the candles and sliced the cake. After everyone had eaten, she took care of the gifts. Aunt Meredith gave her the Book of Spells that Selene's mother used, she got a protective amulet from Elisabeth, a deck of tarot cards from Rita and Eleazar, Isabelle and Johnathan gave her runes, Alice, Tess and Teresa such small things as a cauldron, potions bottles, magic candles, incense, magic powders, etc. Maria and Deborah gave her a crystal ball. Selene thanked each one of them, and she

Xander only answered as he face Giselle and fixed how she seat. " You should not do that pose on the table, It's disrespectful " Xander muttered that made Giselle giggle. " Too serious" Giselle said as she looked at the HeadMaster and watched the gifts being given. All the gifts that are given to the HeadMaster are all expensive and luxurious. If it's not made of gold it will be made of diamond and other expensive stones. " What a lucky" Giselle murmured " I bet your Grandfather has a big full room of treasures because of the gifts he always receives every year" Giselle said out of nowhere that made Xander chuckle.