The Black Family Harry Potter นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Hansel and Gretel, except in this one, the witch didn’t perish in the oven. Instead, she turned the children into crows and fed them to her wolves. I flipped to the end, my heartbeat pounding. Every single tale was warped. Twisted. Happy endings devoured by shadows. I stared at the shelf, horror blooming inside me. Dozens of books, all telling the same message: Good will always lose. “Xareth,” I whispered aloud. That monster. That evening, I took my dinner plate and found Zevarion near the garden. I shared my food with him and told him what I’d discovered. His laughter came like a breeze in spring, light, sweet, and momentarily soothing.

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

On the eighth day, scouts reported that Liesel's army had entered the Black Forest. They were moving faster than expected, driven by hunger and rage and the dark magic that animated them. Their numbers had grown to nearly a thousand, a writhing mass of corrupted half-bloods who no longer remembered their names or their families or their lives. They were just creatures now, beasts with empty eyes and dripping fangs, following Liesel's commands because they could not do anything else. Elif gathered her army in the meadow. Five hundred half-bloods, scarred and weary and terrified. But they stood tall, their chins lifted, their eyes bright. They were ready.

Draco shouted. “WRONG! All of this has something to do with it! I'm not talking nonsense!" shouted Leonard as he thumped the throne and straightened himself. "Explain! I never knew your mother!” Draco said fiercely. “The dragons, elves, dwarves, and humans of the past carried out a massacre of the black sorcerer. They massacred my mother mercilessly, even though she didn't hurt anyone. She's just a sorcerer who fell in love with a demon!” shouted Leonard with eyes brimming with hatred.

The village chief was shocked. Did she have a misunderstanding? Harry was the heir of the Cogen family and had tens of listed companies under his name. How was he not good enough for her?

I said wondering when or what I have done to have soiled my reputation here. "You know just like the way lord voldermort marked Harry potter and he was taken to his uncle place when he was still a child but was still the talk of the town in his real realm and was later introduce to his real realm when he was of age". I look at him in confusion, how does harry potter relate with my reputation been soiled.

I suddenly remember Asgar and the family. "Black wizards?" "Yes, they are the wizards who use black magic, and half of their population are witches." I nodded and when I looked at him, his face turned ashen. "There's... there's a witch here?" I laughed at his reaction. A glint flashed in my eyes.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

#One_Year_Later "Dad, Dad please save me. I don't want to have milk for breakfast. Chris is forcing me to do this." Harry requested Samson, hiding behind him. Harry is the adopted year old son of Samson and Christian which made their incomplete family finally complete with his presence. "Sam, don't hear his request. He is becoming really naughty day by day. If he does not have his diet properly then he will fall sick.",Christian glared at Harry, who was hiding behind Samson.

"Well, fortunately, Harry has no idea that wolves are actually people." Tbc