Slytherin Locket Novels & Stories

"As you can see, we managed to find all the other horcruxes that the Dark Lord had hid inside the British Isles." Croaker said to Erik, who was looking at the items that were on top of the low central table. Of the three items, he recognized two of them. One of them was a golden cup with a badger motif on it, and two little golden wings that served as handles to the cup. It was Helga Hufflepuff's cup. The second one was a silver locket with a thick silver chain and a big pendant with a snake on it that formed a big 'S'. It was Salazar's locket. The third of the items was a big golden ring that contained a round black stone encrusted on it. This last one he didn't recognize, but he did recogn

The brief memory made him smile, but Draco didn’t understand how the locket magically appeared in the castle. Draco was certain Andriandita had it leashed around her neck while he buried her. “I guess this isn’t it. Maybe someone has this kind of locket,” Draco murmured to himself. He was about to put it back into the box when someone knocked on the door. “Come in,” he closed the box with the lockets and stashed it on his shelf before turning to see the male servant. “My lord,” the male servant bowed in greeting. “May I help you?” he gestured, earning a nod from the servant.

The magic within that locket was immensely powerful, not to be handled by a mere witch. It was the locket of doom, and only the most powerful witch of the century could unlock it on her 25th birthday. The incantations to unlock it were known to all, but anyone other than the chosen one who dared to use it would meet their demise. Everyone stayed away from it.

Walking over to the large Oak table that was close to the window, she carefully placed the potion and turned around to leave. Just as she was about to leave, something on the table caught her attention. She tried to ignore it, but her curiosity didn't let her. With a hesitant hand, she reached out, her fingertips brushing against the smooth surface of the object – a delicate silver locket, gleaming softly in the dim light that filtered through the chamber's window. "What in Selene's name..." she breathed, her voice barely more than a whisper as she stood in awe of the locket's beauty.

“Do you know what this is?” He lifted the black box closer. Gwyneth shook her head. It was obsidian-black with delicate gold circuitry across its surface, humming faintly. Aslan tapped it twice, and a transparent blue projection shimmered to life. Gwyneth gasped, eyes widening as she reached out. The light reflected in her irises, making them almost glow. Lev chuckled softly at her wonder. “This one’s called a Data-locket,” Aslan explained. “It’s designed for babies like you.”

“Selene said you’d be clever. That you wouldn’t just believe me. So she gave me this.” He holds out a familiar silver locket—two stars fused together. I know it instantly. Inside is the first drawing Rowen and Alexander ever made for Selene. She never takes that thing off. My heart lurches. Arya and I exchange a look. “Alright,” she says, voice steel. “What do we need to do?”

The room fell silent. “Grandma?” Greta knelt in front of her and opened the box. Inside, on soft velvet, lay a delicate silver locket. Intricate and beautiful. The front was engraved with a tiny wolf howling at a crescent moon. When Lily opened it, she saw a picture of Greta holding her on one side, and the other side was empty. “We both don’t have your mother…” Greta’s voice quivered with emotion. Lily stared at the locket.

This and three other topazes held by three other lords that formed the four clans of The Brotherhood of the Oracle, had the peculiarity of allowing their bearers to communicate by thoughts to each other, and with the Supreme Priest of the Brotherhood, who guarded the Golden Snake that housed the rest of the gems. The power of the Fellowship resided in the gems embedded into that snake-shaped device. A large golden snake rolled on itself stood half-lifted with its head pointing upward. It held with its mouth, a four-pointed golden star by one of its spikes. Between each spike, there were four receptacles to fit the four topazes.

The field, full of different flowers and the snow falling on top, made it look like everything was a scene straight from a romance movie. It was a short peck that lasted for seconds and Joseph pulled away. But, he could not meet the other's eyes. Joseph was looking at the plum tree while Theodore was admiring the locket. It had a carving of a person who was half-demon and half-angel. The demon in the locket was pink in color, while the angel was maroon in color. He couldn't believe it. It was such a beautiful locket. He hugged Joseph, "This is such a pretty locket. Did you make it yourself?" "Yes, I did make it. And it signifies our friendship. I tried to make it as beautiful as I could. I h

Belle set them on the table. “The locket contains a lock of his hair and a drop of his blood from his umbilical cord.” Belle explained to me. “The blanket is his receiving blanket that he was wrapped with when he first entered the world.” She broke down sobbing in Alaric’s shoulder again. I was determined. The certificate read Aranelda Tirisil. I called for my Grimoire. I flipped through the pages, looking for a spell to feel a life chain. The book took over once it finally knew what I wanted. I placed my hands over the items and began to read. I didn’t know what language it was, but it seemed to flow from my tongue easily. I’d have to ask Selene about that later.