Varita Harry Potter Novels & Stories

A name flashing across the screen. Wiktor.

*Mattel Ingrid's POV* --- "Hija, breakfast!" I heard Letty called as she walked inside my room to place some food for me that I would just give most of it to my dogs. "Thanks, Letty!" I answered while staying under the sheets and not bothering to get out of this prison since yesterday that I have talked to my Zavia. "You have to get up, now, Hija. Or else Harry and Potter will eat your food again." She uttered as I have felt movement on my bed.

Vandora said trying to keep her cool. "I've been destined to be with her," Vador coughed."You don't scare me," Vandora was distracted by Vador so she didn't notice Ava collecting a bucket of crystal from Marcus. Crystals are known for turning a dark witch in her true form into dust immediately it touches her skin.Jadis wasn't in the room at the moment. "Now tell me,cause I'm dead ass about how you made Vador fall for you," "Say that again," Ava smirked.

Pandora Being named after the one woman who unleashed the darkness and evil beings into our world just simply opening a box has never been easy, especially when I need to meet new people. They hesitate to talk to me and even look at me or towards me. I've heard rumors that I'm a witch's hybrid with a wolf, that I was cursed when I was born, and even that I was cursed because I tried to seduce the mate of a powerful witch, but none of this is true, and it also makes no sense, I never crossed the boundaries of the lands of the pack. But even if these unfounded rumors amuse me, after all, we realize how far people's imagination scans, I have my responsibilities, such as: doing my homework, afte

She had left my bed, called me dead weight, and gone straight for the next person who could give her what she wanted. "What's going on?" Irina whispered. Yvara tilted her scarred head and let out a raspy, amused huff. She didn't move the knife. "Your friend here was trying to steal a horse," Yvara said, her voice like gravel being ground into a wound. "He’s a terrible liar, Irina.". Yvara looked down at me, her eyes like two pieces of cold flint. "I asked him a question before you walked in," Yvara continued, looking back at Irina. "I asked him if he was still interested in fucking that pussy now that he knows his Queen is a filthy little witch".

She grabbed one which she had marked its skin and walked back to the table while the servant continued to look around the lab in astonishment. "What's your name, please?" Hazel questioned. "I am Kira" "I am Hazel. Nice to meet you" Kira nodded as Hazel grabbed a strand of the bunny's fur and dropped it into the potion and it changed color. Kira bulged her eyes in shock, thinking this was the most fascinating thing she had ever seen. Hazel observed the look of shock on her face and smiled. She loves it when people think she is pretty cool. "You have really done a great job here, Hazel. I have never imagined this place could be this perfect again" Kira commended.

"It's so strange hearing someone talk about me like this. I never thought I'd be the kind of girl any guy would fall in love with to this extent. I just thought myself to be an average girl, you know, just your average girl next door. Never...the girl with the werewolf soul mate." "Life comes with a lot of surprises but you have never been the average girl, I refuse to believe it. There's a light about you, that even if you weren't my mate, I would pick up. Have you seen the eyes that follow you wherever you walk? How you leave people in awe? You're magical, Pandora." "I think that's the first time you've called me by my name." "Really?" "Yes, you always call me sweetheart, sweetie pie, love

“But how is it possible? Yer dead.” I give him a shy smile and wave. “Hi…I’m actually…my name is Lana,” I sputter nervously as a blush crawls up my cheeks. He might look like the actor, but his melodic voice is different. Where the actor was British, Rafael has a light, Scottish lilt. It’s not as obvious as Lucifer’s or Michael’s, but it’s there. Lucifer gives me a bemused snicker and whispers, “Stop ogling my little brother, lest I get jealous, luv.”

The beginning of a new year is still in a rainy season and it’s hard to predict the weather. I smile and introduce myself in a proper way, “well, I am Issa. Nice to meet you. Yeah I thought rain hasn’t stop somewhere there, over my way I saw people wearing raincoats yet it’s already stopped here” nice catch. It’s a good chit-chat about the weather. “What’s your name? I asked again “Oh, just call me Vincent. I am from Economics” he smiled while introducing himself. I saw what he ordered on the table: a coffee and french fries. Well, I really don’t know what to say again this time.

It took me minutes before I arrived to the first page of the ‘Potion Section’. “Animal Transformation Potion, Appearance Potion, Beauty Potion, Disguise Potion, Elixir of Life, Hair Growth Potion, Happy Potion, ..” every word was fascinating. I didn’t know things like these existed. Then after a few seconds, “The Love Potion.” I mumbled as I found the page that would bring me into my own death. “Two alive love bugs, three cups white wine, three cups red wine, nine apple seeds, and nine fresh rose petals.” I immediately read the ingredients and tried to familiarize the steps myself.