Slytherin Stuff Novels & Stories

Air benders were known for super-speed and agility. "What have you done to her? What sorcery do you possess? Everyone you banished, where did they go?" One could sense the desperation in Slyvester's composure. "Oh, you are so naive. Well, it won't be for long. He said you'd become just as barbaric as me. You just won't last long." Frederick's voice broke as Slyvester's grip tightened. "He...who's that?" Massive blow of wind torn the ground as Slyvester's anger rose. "Who the fuck are you talking about?"

"Is that a... geographic location?" Kieran burst out laughing. "Oh my god. He's serious. He doesn't know Harry Potter. Did you grow up under a rock, dude?" "I grew up in isolation," Cale said stiffly. "Elion, help him out," Mira said, sensing the awkwardness. "Team effort." "Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff," Elion said quickly. "He's not a fan of fantasy. He prefers non-fiction."

He greeted her with a disarming smile, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intelligence. The interrogation was a battle of wits, a dance between Lyra’s sharp intellect and Eldrin’s carefully constructed deceptions. He admitted to knowing about the Obsidian Circle, but denied any involvement. However, he subtly revealed that the Circle’s power was rooted in a mystical artifact – the Serpent’s Eye, a legendary gem said to possess unimaginable power. He described it as a conduit, allowing the Circle to manipulate the flow of magic, to control minds, and to shape events.

Professor snapes said with a smile as Gao Yu kept mute. “Anyway I called you for something, how did you learn the second verse of the ritual recitation?” Professor snapes asked. “I Don’t know, I found out I know it when you started reciting it” Gao Yu said nothing but the truth. “I see, you are really among the children involved in the ritual years ago, why must my little sister die though? Professor snapes said smiling as a drop of tear dropped down his eyes, his little sister has been among those affected by the ritual, she was the very last person he could call a close family, she was six when the ritual took place, he can still remember how the little girl shivered after reciting the rit

said the creature. Sirius lazily combed his dark lux, biting his lower lip with his fangs this time before he jumped out from the chair and picked up the little princess' unicorn. "I don't know." Sirius grimaced while he threw the unicorn mid-air and sliced it in half using the reaper's scythe. "Fuck vision. I've marked that girl and she'll be my food on her 20th birthday." he licked his lower lip in anticipation. "You gonna have to go through the dark lord first." the creature said while it flew left and right. It also saw the vision of Sirius under the command of one little princess in the future.

It seemed like they were novice Hunters. Slytheria noticed a scfet door. She broke the wall down, revealing steps that led downstairs. "Another prison? ", she joked. Eida scoffed at her, going down the steps. They were still working on how to work together. "What's being with a human like'", she asked Slytheria. "How am I supposed to know that? " "Because your kind like to breed with humans" "Tribe, not kind. Not like they'd be interested in you anyway".

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.”

We collapsed onto the bed together in a sweaty tangle of limbs. For the rest of the night and into the early hours of dawn, we explored each other's bodies thoroughly, missionary, doggy style, him tying me to the bed posts and driving into me with abandon. We came again and again until we were too exhausted to move. As the sun began to rise outside, Snape pulled me close and kissed me softly. "This changes nothing," he murmured against my lips. "You're still a Gryffindor brat." "And you're still a Slytherin prick," I teased back with a smile.

He looked around, his nose sniffing the air to see if she had company, but the area was covered with a powerful magical spell. “You seem to have a lot of magical energy to waste for someone who was termed sick and short of energy today,” he said, his tone suspicious. Sloan shrugged. “I make the best healing potions, so I finally got to use one myself. I’m as strong as new now.” Lucian frowned. “Why the magical spell anyway? Are you hiding someone?” Sloan shook her head as she walked closer to him, a sly smile on her face. “Not someone. I’m hiding us.”