Slytherin Locket Novels & Stories

Sarah is behind them, the metal case in her hands glowing with the same eerie light as Sonia’s locket. “Time to choose,” my mother says softly. “The company, the truth, or the girl. But choose carefully. After all…” She smiles, cold and calculating. “You wouldn’t want to make the same mistake your father did. Protecting the wrong twin. The wrong child. The wrong heir.” The locket in Sonia’s hand clicks open, revealing not a photograph, but a key. A key that matches the case Sarah holds. And on the inside of the locket, an inscription that changes everything:

There and gone before I could blink. But I caught it. He knew that name. "Syris is a liar," Tor said quietly. "And the questions he plants get people put in the ground next to him." He moved to step around me. I opened my hand. The locket sat in my palm. The silver caught the lamplight. The hinge is still open. The snake and the broken sword visible in the shallow groove of the metal. Tor looked down at it. The room changed. Not slowly. All at once. Like someone had switched something off.

Draco snapped incredulously. "Draco ... I ..." "If you want to revive the dragon again, first return The Heart of Magic to my body, then revive my father!" shouted Draco angrily. Lycus Lewis fell silent and swallowed hard. "I don't have it with me," replied Lycus Lewis. "What do you say?" Draco asked incredulously. "I don't have The Heart of Magic with me," replied Lycus Lewis, looking at Draco guiltily. "Impossible! I see it in Jergintarth's memory! You are holding the scepter with a golden dragon heart at the base!” Draco pointed out angrily.

My fingers hovered over the handle before I yanked it open, pulling out the old silver chain with the scorched locket. Jessica’s. I stared at it for a long moment, then clenched it tight in my fist. “I’m sorry,” I muttered to the memory of her. “But I think someone else just woke me the fuck up.” Then I stood, grabbed my jacket, and walked out the door. If Draco thought Lily would stay his forever, he was about to learn the hard way… I don’t share but... she's forbidden and this is what made it more thrilling.

kissing in front of everyone made her blush. Lucas presented me with a small, delicate locket made of polished silver. The locket was adorned with a tiny, shimmering opal that seemed to glow with a soft, white light. "I want you to have this, sis," Lucas said, his voice filled with affection. "It was Mom's favorite piece of jewelry. I think she'd want you to have it now."

, she gave Aurora a locket. Aurora narrowed her eyes when she saw the locket. Was that her father's golden locket? Aurora's hands were shaking as she looked closely at the locket. It was indeed her father's locket. It has the family's carving on it. The carving was a "P" shaped like a snake. She opened the locket and saw their family's portrait. It was indeed her father's locket but how did this strange woman get hold of it? Did her father really give her?

The crowd applauded for him. For a while, Genelia was distressed as she was looking for something. I approached her and asked, “what happened? Is something lost?” “Yes! The locket! It was an enchanted locket which an alpha wore to show his true power to rule. I can’t find it.” She panicked. “Have you seen it before? I mean, if you remember where you saw it last, then I will go and fetch it.” I suggested it to her. Genelia was confused, "I haven't seen it in a while. I saw it last on Alaric but I remember I have seen it somewhere else.”

George confided in David, persuading him to abandon his risky allegiance to Arinthal and join their valued mission to protect the innocent. Steve betrayed Aryndor's trust, deceiving him by revealing the plan to Arinthal in exchange for more dollars. Keeping the potential threat in view, Arinthal, alerted and ordered his men to seize Aryndor, George, and Anderson immediately. However, Aryndor had already set his plan in motion, and the trio had taken action. Meanwhile, Lirien had secretly concealed a sharp shard of mirror in her bra, preparing to use it as a last resort for self-defense in Arinthal's bedroom.

The children in the line gasps, and the chest snaps open. In the chest on a velvet pillow lies a sharp sapphire, and the Headmistress announces. "A sapphire. Apt for a telekinetic." The witches gathered burst into a cheer and clap loudly as the little girl grins, clutching the sapphire. "She'll get that in the necklace form before she starts class," Leita states. "Her aspect belongs to the paranormal category like Matron Aldar's does." “This all looks very Harry Potter-esque.” I muse. Ophelia hears this and shoots me a dirty look. “Do not speak the name of that book in my presence, I beg you.”

She was reaching for her jacket on the back of the chair when I went to my own jacket pocket and took out the small thing I had been carrying since this morning when I had put it there without fully knowing why. The locket. Small and silver and containing a single dose of the healing potion I had decanted into the jelly form that kept it stable for extended periods. I had made it two weeks ago at the healer's supply room when the events around the Academy had started to feel like something that required preparation. I crossed to her and held it out. She looked at it. "If something goes wrong," I said. "If you are hurt. Open it and take what is inside. It tastes sweet. It will work within two