Slytherin #hufflepuff Friendship Novels & Stories

“Good. Then they’ll lead. But listen closely. No species is to keep to themselves when we march. That’s exactly what the enemy wants—for us to split along old fault lines. Wolves with dragons. Vampires with witches. Phoenixes with whoever doesn’t get on your nerves that day, Kensavion. Mix yourselves up. Learn how the other breathes. Because when the fortress lashes back, you’ll need each other.” Charlie lifted a hand, already scribbling. “So… basically Hogwarts house-swapping, but lethal.” “Exactly.” Grammy gave her a sharp nod. “Only without the talking hat, because the last thing we need is another sassy piece of enchanted furniture.” “Shame,” Chelsea murmured. “I kind of liked the idea o

Draco had not found the mastermind since he missed the right time to investigate the issue. Draco had a feeling it was one of his mafia lords, but he couldn't be sure since they were like a brotherhood and he was their leader. Even though he knew some of them wanted to rebel and he had put measures in place so that even if they decided to betray him, it would be like using a double-edged sword, both sides were deadly.

"You don't belong here. You need to wait with the other omegas down the hall." I'll never forget the way Sly's eyes burned as he stormed back to the registration table, threatening to drop out of their school and take his father's money with him. I watched, star-struck, as he took his place by my side, demanding equal treatment for his "brother." Brother. He claimed me then, and I've been his ever since. We became best friends, and never once did he question me about where I came from because it didn't matter to him.

Madelyn looks at me and I smile at her, making her blush. “So, what movie are we watching?” I ask taking the focus off of her. “Well, I think my mate needs to learn what it means to be a Gryffindor, don’t you?” Maeve asks. “Harry Potter it is! I’ll make the popcorn,” I say, showing Madelyn where to sit and grabbing a blanket off a chair to give to her. I don’t know if she’s still cold, but in case she is, I want to make sure she’s warm.

So what she explained to Ivy from now on is according to people's talk about him. Harry and Alfred have been friends since junior high school. They are close friends who used to go in and out of each other's house so often while playing together. At school they are in the same class, same extracurricular and also student council member together so undoubtedly they are closest friends. Both personality characteristics are slightly different or maybe much different actually.

“Both you and your brother have a thing for sending your mates away,” I let out. They were siblings, true and true. Sending their mates away just because they feel they don’t belong in the same class. I wasn’t so sure if Harry was really related to me but I wanted to defend him from her. I could already picture Sophie telling him they didn’t belong together because she was royalty and he wasn’t. “It’s not the same. You and my brother are the same kind. So it’s easy for you both to be together but Harry and I? We aren’t the same,”

— I'm not going to give spoilers, you need to read the rest of the book – he replies with an air of mystery – now it's late, time for the little wolf to go to sleep. I watch when the little bugger pouts, but nods, settling himself on the bed. "Do you think witches are good Scalet?" – I roll my eyes, remembering an old wizard friend who is simply unbearably cold, I think that's why we can be considered "friends". — I think some are, well, Harry is very kind and brave – I frown and decide to end this whole session of compliments on that Harry. I walk in and don't wait for them to say a word before pulling my mate to my shoulder leaving her gaping at my action.

"In short words? Slytheryn and Gryffindor are always at each other's necks, Ravenclaw is 'too smart' to mix, Hufflepuff sticks to themselves. At least it was like that 20 year ago." The other Aurors agree with the Director. *sigh* "I think we will see an increase in inter-houses interactions from now on." Erik said after a sigh. He walks to the male dormitory's stairs and calls back. "Let's get going. We have multiple results here, Professor Snape, Aurors. Unspeakables, if you guys can lend us a hand to speed up the process." Erik climbs the stairs with the group, walks through the corridor and stops by a door with a plaque that reads '2nd Year' on it, waiting for the rest of the group to ar

"We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

always acting thoughtlessly before considering the other person’s feelings. “He’s just a friend,” is the reply I give to his question, probably unconvincingly. Well, it’s not completely a lie. We are friends; it's not like he's my boyfriend or anything. Before I know it, we’re already at the top of the third flight of stairs. The night we had felt like a mediocre date, ending in the guy walking me to my door with hopes of coming inside. The sexual attraction certainly was there, although mentally it felt like we were not on the same page. Suddenly I feel nervous.