Voldemort Deathly Hallows Novels & Stories

"Wasn't she still alive and kicking two days ago? How could she die all of a sudden?" "The witch in the pack has examined the blood Ava spat out. It was laced with wolfsbane. She was poisoned to death," Alice said coldly. Then, she shoved her phone under Lucas' nose. "The surveillance cameras caught members of the rogue pack going in and out of your house. "It doesn't seem like they were here for the first time. Lucas, you're an Alpha. Why would you have rogue werewolves lurking near your house?" Lucas was in disbelief. "That's impossible! Ava never told me! If she'd told me, I would definitely have sent someone to protect them…"

He was dead. “You were something, Vladya. You cheated death last time. You exerted so much power that yours was greater than that of the potion. Rest well,” I said as I closed his open eyes.

Haldir’s eyes darted back and forth the street below and spotted a line of vehicles barreling towards them. While a seemingly endless group of people exited the three vans that pulled up to the building, Teddy’s heart fell to his gut as he made out their prisoner. “Oh, shit. They got Oliver.” A tall young wizard who resembled Omar stepped out of the van’s passenger seat and grabbed Oliver by the back of his neck. Oliver pointed to the window where they’d just been, then fell to the ground as Teddy gasped and pulled Tessa closer. “Don’t look, Tess.” The wizard stepped over Oliver’s lifeless body and motioned for his people to follow him inside. Haldir pulled them both close as he saw the hit

"Very simple kiddos, I just have to kill her and eat her heart, then I will be the most powerful supernatural in the universe, it..." Lord Voldemort couldn't finish his sentence as a punch from nowhere connected on his jaw making him lose his stance as he took some steps back. "Kill her? You have to pass through me first." Dorian muttered, standing protectively in front of Summer. "No, you have to pass through us." Damon added from behind as he also joined Dorian and they both took a fighting stance. "Very well children, you have just signed your death wish." Lord Voldemort declared as his eyes took a shade of black and the hall was engulfed with a deadly aura.

"She told me to give it two weeks at max." Anger boiled inside of me. I should have known that she would twist my words and use them against me. "That is not true, Mey." I gave her hand a squeeze. "You are not a conquest. You are my special one, my only one, and I love you, Mey." Mey smiled and her eyes turned soft. "I love you too." * * * “Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pity the living, and, above all those who live without love,” Dumbledore says in chapter 35 of The Deathly Hallows when looking at the remains of Voldemort's soul.

Whether Harry thought Cole had suffered enough or simply didn’t want to waste more time on him, he swiftly twisted Cole’s head off, leaving a decapitated and dismembered corpse. The hall now held two lifeless bodies. Those who had been eager to play heroes stood paralyzed, perhaps fearing they might be next. Even the heads of the Lucas family couldn’t bring themselves to look me in the eye. They understood that even if they gathered the remaining werewolves in the clan, they wouldn’t stand a chance against me, Harry, and the two high-ranking magicians.

There was nothing left for Gandalf to do except reflect on his vanishing existence, his heartbeat gradually slowing until it ceased altogether. Xavier let out a howl after confirming that Gandalf had finally died within Harry's body. The werewolves outside immediately smiled with joy upon recognizing the victorious howl delivered by Xavier. Xavier rushed to Viggo's side, offering his support as Viggo struggled to remain on his feet. Viggo's eyes were fixed on Harry, who lay on the ground. Suddenly, a dark aura burst forth from Harry's body, dissipating into the air. Viggo's heart raced as he realized that the malevolent influence of Gandalf was no longer present within Harry.

"Alright... The remains of a dead otter... It was still so tiny. I took a guess that it was still a newborn when it died. I did not understand the idea behind all this. But after you mentioned about spells and charms, I think I start to get the idea..." . "Yeah... But what kind of dark magic do they use in this modern world? Even using a dead animal as their tool. Sick. Sick to the head. Sick to the mind." . "That's not all, Harry... There were also yellow, rotten teeth inside there. Precisely three pieces. It was so disgusting, I literally almost puked upon discovering it all." .

Small and exhausted and entirely real. "The wizard," she said, quieter now, her voice losing strength by the word. "The one who helped me gain power. I killed him myself in the end." A breath. "He made me enter a blood covenant with the others — bound their lives to mine so he could control me through them. I was so furious." A faint, dark laugh. "I killed him for it. But the covenant couldn't be broken." Her eyes moved between me and Adrien. "When I die, they all die with me. Every witch and wizard bound to my life ends this morning." She exhaled slowly. "You'll have peace. Finally, Both of you." "Hazel—" Adrien's voice was barely a sound.

C managed to catch it right out of the air, and it happened so fast I didn't even see him make a move. The metal hissed against his palm. Every hunter instantly shifted formation. Not around him. Around me. Target acquisition. My stomach dropped. Not captive. Not victim. Threat. There it was. The final illusion dying quietly inside my ribs. There was no going back. Elias’s voice echoed coldly through the cathedral. “Selene Virell is deceased.” The words hit harder than any weapon. “She ceased to be human the moment she turned.” Some of the hunters glanced at each other uncertainly - I knew a few of them, we had been through training together, and we had been wounded together too.