Slytherin #hufflepuff Friendship Novels & Stories

As thick as their faces. Kiray: didn't you transfer? Hershey: Yes. Shanel: join our group. Nana: yes. Khyla interrupted them. Khyla: he won't join you! Kiray: Hey! Khyla! Get out of there! It's not you we're talking to! Chanel: Yes! Mind your own business! It flipped. Hershey: That's right. My best friend is right! Sorry but I don't like making friends with people I don't know.

― 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.

"I saw the photos. What were they from?" "Her birthday party," Laila replied. "Everyone dressed up. She insisted. Said it wasn't a real party unless everyone committed fully." Jordan let out a quiet laugh and moved toward the counter, grabbing a bottle of water and handing it to her like it was second nature. "What about Halloween this year?" "Hogwarts students," Laila said, pulling out her phone. "Group costume with her friends. They argued for weeks about houses." Jordan chuckled as she showed him the picture. "Gryffindor. Of course she is."

She started crying. Arjun and Sid start laughing. Ishu blinks twice to understand their prank. How can she trust that Sid and Arjun can ever fight? Even Lakshman and ram could fight. But Sid and Arjun could never fight even in dreams. Right from their age of 5 Siddharth and Arjun shared a strong bond of friendship that nothing could break even for a minute. "you!!! " Yelled ishu while grabbing Arjun's hair to beat him up while with another hand she dragged Sid's neck. And with legs, she kicked Mihir who have nothing to do with this entire drama.

They were wholly opposite and she couldn't for the life of her think about how to choose one over the other. Strange, she thought, wondering why she felt the need to compare the two. She'd only known Marwan for less than a month and Muslim even less so. It's weird how when you meet a person you take a liking to them immediately you find out you share the same love for the same book or movie. "Slytherin," she replied, proudly. "Ah," he nodded. "I'd have pegged you for a Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff. Are you a parselmouth too?"

I'm so lost in my thoughts not realizing that I'm outside the classroom already. I greet my first friend, Lidya, the golden-brown tone girl with beautiful-exotic face and perfected by the sexy-all curves on the right place-body. She wears simple peach sweater that fits like second skin and unbelievable short-white skirt. We met at the orientation and be friended. We have the same hobby, which is reading books especially the all-time-favorite Harry Potter books. That alone is enough to make us friend eventhough we look heaven and hell... she is the heaven (FYI).

"It's right there" Lyra walked over to grab it and scanned the list of classes. "Ah! We have Witchcraft and Spellcasting together I'm sure you will enjoy the class, trust me it's fun, but..." Here eyes widened as she looked at the rest of my schedule "You classmates for the other subjects are the Thane Siblings" I raised my eyebrowns in concern, "What's wrong with that " I asked, my voice lased with a hint of defensiveness. Lyra expression turned serious, with her face looking worried. "Let's just say there are mischievous. They are know for pranks, their rivalries and their complicated relationship. You'll see what I mean soon enough" she warned.

my voice broke in half. Adamant, he continued, "Yes, you can. You know when the Sorting Hat placed Neville in Gryffindor?" I nodded weakly, slightly amused at how regular he seemed when dropping Harry Potter reference. "That same fat kid slayed a snake seven years later. You're the Neville, Rashid. You can slay your snake, and you will." "It's slew." I sniffed. "Huh?" "Slew a snake, not slayed." "You're fucking hopeless."

I echoed the words I heard her say a million times, smiling slightly. “You’re very insightful, I think we’re going to be great friends.” Susie grinned, grasping my arm and lacing it with hers, “Now, I heard one of the guys at school speaking about a Harry Potter movie marathon at the main packhouse today, would you care to join us?” “I love Harry Potter.” I nodded eagerly. “Forget it, we’re not going to be great friends- we’re going to be best friends,” Susie announced and my heart skipped a beat. “Who’s your favourite character?” She asked, dragging me along the path that led to the main pack house.

Pack one, pack all, so to speak. They all have the same traits. They are stubborn, combative, and love bar hopping. Although stubborn and rebellious, they also have dreams in life. They only want to be happy and understood by the people they love. Among her magic ten friends are Serenity, Integrity, Honesty, Modesty, Brevity, Charity, Nativity, Positivity, Congeniality and she is Felicity. Each of their names has good manners. But this contradicts their true character because at first glance, one can tell that their manners are not good.