Slytherin Quidditch Captains Novels & Stories

Therefore, it did not come as a surprise when Lucas opted to choose his mate as he is in a relationship with my sister. “Ladies and gentlemen,” the minister’s voice boomed once more, silencing the music. “The time has come for our Alpha to choose his Luna.” He turned to Lucas. “Alpha Lucas Weasley, who will be your Luna?” The hall held its breath. I took a sip of my drink, waiting for the inevitable. Nothing! I mean nothing! Would have prepared me for the word that came out from Lucas’s mouth. “Hanni Severus.”

I looked at the new students and saw that almost every girl was gawking at the two princes, including Lana. "Meet your house captains." The principal said, drawing everyone’s attention. "We have three houses here." He raised his hands towards the prince with short black hair. "Draken Ironvale, the captain of House White Bull." Then he pointed at the red-haired prince. "Ares Silverfang, captain of House Black Bull... and last but not least, Victoria Adair, captain of House Roses."

Perhaps the magnificence of the room distracted them from what stood ahead, a group of noble Ice landers at a corner of the room. Keira's voice reverberating through the whole room stilled adoring fingers. "Alright, take your seats everyone, and I'll introduce you to your headmaster." While the witches took their preferred seats, a man from the group by the corner came forth and stood beside Keira. "Class," said Keira, "this is your headmaster, Sybil." The tall, portly man smiled widely and bowed. "Good day class," he said cheerily, "behind me are the warlocks who would be taking you all on various subjects."

To see one up close was terrifying. "You really shouldn't be scared of him, you know. Baku is the last of his kind, and one of my dearest friends." The high priestess came closer to his bed and surprised him by holding out her hand, "I'm Quinley, the headmistress at Ravenclaw. It's a pleasure to meet you." Feeling at a distinct disadvantage, given that he was still in his birthday suit, Brax nevertheless took her hand and shook it, "I'm Braxton." He volunteered reluctantly.

No one said anything . " Very well , then lets begin " said Sir Alex slowly pointing to Bacchus " Lord Bacchus Lucisier , will be in charge of Kyle , Lewis and Dean . .. irrespective of his apperance he was once an excellent knight who was able to obscure his enemies senses within seconds . " Chelsea turned to look at Kyle and the others , she didn't know which one of them looked the most upset . Fine , she knew it , it was Kyle , with that twitching of his lips, it wasn't difficult to know that he wasn't happy with this arrangement .

Again, Captain narrowed his eyes on Yusuff. “I apologize if my concern offends you, Lord Captain. It wasn’t wise to look down on someone that was personally picked by Shadow.” “You should,” only then did he look away. “Luca, Maxim, Ignat, please teach the team that I’ll sign to you shortly.” “We will listen to you, oh the mastermind of the chessboard.” The trio humbly accepted the quest. “The mastermind of the chessboard?” Ibrahim lifted his brow, intrigued by the long nickname.

The head elder raised his hands and the crowd fell silent. "Today we gather to witness a momentous occasion," he announced with his voice carrying across the grounds. "The coronation of Prince Kelan as Alpha of the Slytherin pack and the binding ceremony that will join him with his chosen mate." The crowd erupted in applause and howls of approval. I felt pride swell in my chest as I looked out at all the faces watching me with respect and anticipation. "Kelan has proven himself worthy of this title through his strength, his strategic mind, and his dedication to the prosperity of this pack," the elder continued. "He has made difficult decisions and shown the courage required of a true leader.

The volume rose up to a point where Keverow had to slam her gavel down. “Silence! Silence!” She cried. Then she turned to look at Thorne. Her eyes were narrowed. “Do I mean to assume you’re accusing both Smith and the Headmaster, Alpha Blythwitch?” “No,” Thorne said with a shake of his head. “I don’t think the Headmaster would fall under this spell on his own. I think that Smith is a master in seduction and has seduced the Headmaster to fall under her spell.” “Spell?” Keverow snorted. “No sort of spell exists to cause someone to go against their species. I believe you received excellent marks in history. Did you not remember Headmaster Lunerly was one of the wolves who freed us?”

“Or should I?” Tristan’s grip on me tightened slightly, his expression darkening. “Enough games, Grandmother.” Elara chuckled. “Very well. Jessica is the last bloodline of the Slythe.” The air seemed to suck out of the room. Tristan went rigid, his fingers twitching against my skin. His golden eyes burned into me, searching for any hint of falsehood. “No.” Elara simply inclined her head. “Yes. The slythe are getting extinct at a ln alarming rate. Only her and her creator remains”

I thought maybe something was wrong with the amulet, this explains it. “Draco was clear that we are to wait,” the stupid chief witch jumps in. I hate her. She terrorized me when I was a nobody here. “Draco is your leader now?” I ask, intentionally getting her in trouble. Draco is the most powerful wizard. He is the leader of the north hemisphere. Arrogant and pure evil. My master does not get along with him. “I…I…” she trembles when master shots her a deadly stare. “I will get everyone ready,” she adds and runs off. Pathetic coward.