The Black Sisters Harry Potter Novels & Stories

They labeled me as a black-hearted girl, incapable of ruling and only destined to sow discord among the villagers. Their words shattered my spirit. The absence of parental love can be a cruel burden. What blossomed in my heart was a garden of resentment, pain, sorrow, and hatred. I decided to cook them a delightful meal, infused with my unique 'Die Immediately Spell Potion,' and invited them to dine with me. As they savored their lunch, I erupted into laughter, watching their confusion until I finally revealed, “The black-hearted girl says RIP to you.” Their eyes widened in horror, mouths agape as life slipped from them.

Lyra stood at the center of the room, surrounded by Kane, Briane, a few scholars, and three witches. They were cloaked in midnight blue, their faces obscured by embroidered veils, except for their sharp, knowing eyes. These were The Moon-Bound Sisters, an elusive coven that had lived on the outskirts of lycan lands for centuries. Though many distrusted witches, they had been summoned at Lyra’s request - because she knew the First Queen’s knowledge alone wouldn’t be enough. The oldest of them, Siora, knelt beside the table where the recovered scripts lay, her gnarled fingers brushing against the parchment. The runes glowed faintly beneath her touch.

Kiran nodded in understanding, his heart heavy. “But there’s a type of woman in my tribe who they call the Saintess. They’re the ones who truly know how to wield black magic and the most powerful black magic practitioners in our tribe besides the Chieftain. They’re usually very mysterious. They’re discovered as children and then hidden, so no one knows where they are,” Serena told him. “Saintess?” Kiran repeated thoughtfully.

Just when they were getting on their last legs, they heard a voice. “Which dumb person fights undead without a cleric?“ They felt a strange wind gust by them and an undead melted into a puddle in front of their eyes. It happened to be the one Marvis was fighting. The woman in a black veil looked very familiar. “You’re that Saintess my sister took prisoner. Right, you can use holy magic.” “One of you must have the key out of here. I’ll help you and you’ll help me. However, none of you would be able to stop me from killing Natalia Adamantine!”

muttered Harry, at a complete loss. Black crossed his arms over his chest and lifted his chin toward Harry's neck. "You're wearing your soulmate mark, kid," Black replied. The Mad One was beginning to lose more and more patience and didn't know what Harry was playing at. However, he cringed when he saw Wayne's scowl and completely ignored Harry's confused look. "What?" asked Black of the Serene Moon Alpha. "Memory loss," grumbled Wayne before nudging Harry's shin with his foot in jealousy.

My Beta just growls back to me, oh I hope it’s not the two of them that are coming. “Morgan, Diona and Nessa please step forward” The sister says and I watch as my Beta swears under his breath. The three witches step forward and slip their robes off leaving them in all black with a small satchel over their shoulder. All three are dressed identical with their hair braided back, they look the part.

The Sisters of the Black Veil or the Black Veil Brides. For years they had hidden themselves from the werewolves, secretly existing in seclusion behind the Black Veil. The Black Veil was a shimmering heavy blanket of swirling black mist that separated the witches from everyone and only the witches could detect it. “We need to ally with the witches,” I said to the two Alphas. “We do not need them,” Kieran said stubbornly. “We never have and we never will.” I sighed wearily. This was the one thing I hated about Kieran. His arrogance was unbearable.

ARIA I had an odd and disturbing dream. It was nothing like my terrifying vision of Tyrion and me, but it still left my heart wildly pounding and my body tense. In my dream, I was merely an observer. I saw two little, smiling girls, and somehow I knew that it was Harriet and her sister. Harriet had her brown hair tied in a cute ponytail while her red-haired sister's hair was braided. They both wore similar dark-gray dresses with long sleeves, resembling the long robes the coven witches had. They were running through a flowery meadow. Then, they stopped to spin around among the flowers. At one moment, a butterfly sat on Harriet's finger. Harmony tried to touch it, but the butterfly flew away.

“Good morning, Sister Rosalinda, can I see the girl I want to adopt?” The black witch asked. Six Black witches have divided themselves to go to six different orphanages to adopt six young girls. “Good morning miss Joanna, let me bring her for you.” she stepped out of her office leaving the black witch inside who gave her a sinister smile.

After explaining to the Elites about the current situation of the academy, Elder Paan proceeds on discussing the shaded individuals that could be seen displayed in the holographic screens at the end of the clips. "I'm sure you are wondering who those people on the screen..." the elder stopped then glanced at the Elites one by one. Noticing that all of them had no idea who those people are, she continued by snapping her fingers. After the elder snapped her fingers, the ten shaded in black figures suddenly revealed their real appearances. The Elites noticed that each of those individuals was wearing academy uniforms of different academies. They also noticed one specific person wearing an acade