Sneakoscope Harry Potter Novels & Stories

He clicks on a file, pulling up a grainy video, and we all lean in closer to the screen. In the footage, we see Harry, clearly recognizable, strolling around a quiet park in the early morning. He’s looking around every so often, glancing over his shoulder, as if checking to make sure no one’s following him. He’s carrying something bundled up, and even though the footage isn’t clear, my heart pounds, hoping for something, anything, that might confirm my instincts. James zooms in slightly, his fingers tapping the keyboard with a steady rhythm. “Watch this part,” he says, pointing to the screen. “Right here, he’s just walking, minding his own business, but then… look.”

I suddenly felt a gentle squeeze in my hand as Keir whispered in his magnetic voice, “I am sorry. I didn’t know about your mom or I wouldn’t have asked about it.” Smiling at him, I only managed to mumble feebly, “It is alright.” Suddenly, noticing some green sparkling powder, I asked curiously, “What is that? It looks beautiful.” “That is Addicto, a rare and poisonous drug. Don’t even look at that,” Keir warned instantly, pulling me closer. He added irritatedly, “Damn! That stall is overcrowded. I don’t understand why everyone is paying to buy death.” While giggling, I pointed at another stall, “What about visiting that stall? It is called ‘Angel’s den’. Do you wanna meet some angels?”

Scott perks his brows at her, giving her a scrutinous look, “I didn’t take you for a conspiracy theorist but let’s hear it, why do you think so?” Raven frowns, tutting, deciding if she should share her thoughts with him or not because for her to make sense to Scott, she’ll need to tell him exactly how Draco died. No, she doesn’t, she has several other pictures of victims of the deadly poison with similar after death characteristics. She reaches underneath the lab desk into a drawer and pulls out her laptop, flips it open and begins to type frantically to pull up the pictures.

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

Another said, and they chuckled irritatingly. Serena and I went up the stairs stealthily, and were surprised when we came to a kind of library, with lots of potions, on different shelves. “Lucas.” Serena called my name, moving to one immediately. I followed her, and saw a potion as clear as water. “As visible as air.” I read, and looked at Serena. It was an invisibility potion.“It wasn't a dream. I had really seen a scary creature over me. Thinking back on it, it was a hag. The old baggage used the potion, so we wouldn't see her.” She spat venomously, and we took the potion.

His silver-blond hair is combed back, a few strands falling loose near his temple. He looks up and our eyes magnetically lock. And just for a second, the room shifts around us, not visibly, but I feel it—like a change in atmospheric pressure before a storm. I look away before I am distabilized. My eyes land on Sora besides him. She wears a black backless halter gown entirely sequined, a slit rising high along her thigh. The dress doesn’t just shimmer—it cuts. Her posture is effortless, chin slightly lifted, gaze alert. She sees me looking and she smiles. But its anything but warm or polite.

She scowled, “One day, I’ll murder you in your sleep.” Brienne made her way towards my window and jumped out. Now that it was settled, I walked over to the table, picking up the scroll Varaeys sent to me a few days back. I unfolded, went through its content again before picking up a quill to mark something. Varaeys had informed me earlier of how he took his men to a sorcerer for compulsion, but it seemed it didn't work on all of them as someone had snitched, and now many were on the search for her though they had been misinformed.

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Dwyne has a part in this ticket too. “That Harry Potter Book Collections, and that heart-shaped necklace, miss” Dwyne said to the counter lady. I was surprised when he picked what I want—the Harry Potter Book Collections. I can't help but looked at him with confusion. The woman gave what Dwyne said. “Thank you for coming, sir, ma'am” the girl said. Dwyne nod and smiled, but being a bitch me, I just rolled my eyes at her. “Oh, this is for you” Harvey said and handed me the necklace and the Harry Potter Book Collection.

He took a sip and fixed his eyes on her, not for once looking away. She stood facing the glass walls and clutching the camera which hung on her neck by the strap. Her brown hair was tied up in a cute messy bun, exposing her slender and spotless neck which he had found tempting to bite. He coughed and looked away briefly, blinking away the thoughts before bringing his eyes to look back at her.