Slytherin #hufflepuff Friendship Mga Nobela at Kwento

She ignores anyone who isn’t Scarlet or Slade. Scarlet is another wolf I’ve spent a lot of hours watching. Her dedication to Sloane tells me even more about the woman I’m so intrigued by. Scarlet is well liked by many people in school. She’s very outgoing and popular. But she’s never once turned her back on Sloane and surprisingly, Sloane hasn’t turned away from her. I find the dynamic of their friendship fascinating. “Hey, Alpha,” a she-wolf says, drawing my attention away from Sloane but not before I see her roll her eyes.

’ She bit her lip and held back a sigh. She knew about the sorting system. It was all in the handbook. There were four houses students were sorted into based on, obviously, what type of supernatural they were. Lupercalia for werewolves, Nosferatu for vampires, Ignis, and Antheion for phoenixes and faes, respectively. Humans would be sorted into one of them based on which they had the most affinity to. But according to the Headmaster, it was better for Layla to stay in a rundown cabin instead of endangering the lives of other students. “I stay in a separate dorm,” Layla simply stated, hoping she doesn’t question further.

Brooke wrapped her arms around him, then she kissed him thoroughly on the lips. “Witch,” Clara muttered. “What was that?” I asked her. “I thought we agreed on not talking about exes and witches.” I didn't care about the boy. I wanted to know about Brooke, but why she hated Ivy, and Clara didn't seem interested in discussing her either. We had a quick meal at the cafeteria, and I got to meet more of Ivy’s friends, each in different houses, except Ferales. The only friends she had in the same house as her were Ruby and Clara. I believed those were her closest friends, too. There were five houses in the Academy representing the five known bloodlines, and House Ferales was the most notorious, as

"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.

“Right?! Maybe he really likes you.” I laughed. Like, a full snort-laugh that nearly knocked the sanity out of my skull. “Draco? Like me? Sasha, the guy wouldn't spit on me if I was on fire.” “But he’s your fiancé!” “And so is Voldemort to Bellatrix in fanfiction. Doesn’t mean it’s love.” Sasha blinked. “Wow. You’ve been hanging out with me too long.” “Clearly.” She grinned, looping her arm through mine as we started walking toward class. “Still. Whatever happened, it worked. Daniel’s out. You’re safe from his bullying. That’s a win.”

However, their bond is tested when Ryan prioritizes her relationship with Slyvester over their friendship, hurting everyone. ‘I once wished we could keep our friendship even if Ryan chose me, but now, I realize I was too greedy to wish that,’ Slyvester said inwardly as he looked up and shed tears.

― 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 blink at him, is he a Harry Potter fan too? “Slytherin and Ravenclaw. Are you a fan?” I ask squinting my eyes at him. He chuckles “I am but don’t tell my father or Jax, I’ll never hear the end of it.” “Your secrets safe with me. Let me guess Hufflepuff and Gryffindor?” I say looking at his facial features. Strong cheek bones, sharp jaw line, ocean blue eyes, some faint freckles smattered across his nose and cheeks, eyebrow piercing and black hair with a fade around the edges, wavy curls on top. He really is very handsome.

Sly was grateful for James' favor but his price was formidable. That aside, he had also supported James business-wise. Most definitely, their friendship had stood the test of time. Who knew that there would be a time when they would have to bear a grudge because of a woman? In the past, they had gone to the extent of exchanging girls but this time, things seemed to be different. With a friendly handshake, Sly sat in front of James. His expression was solemn.

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?"