Weasley Quidditch Novels & Stories

The sound of music and laughter died down as everyone looked up at the minister with expectancy. “We are all gathered here today to appoint Lucas Weasley as our Alpha. The Weasley family have been at our service for generations and have served us faithfully, giving us years of peace and prosperity. Let us all give a toast to the new Alpha of high mountains pack - Lucas Weasley, may his reign last forever.” “May his reign last forever” we all said in unison with our glasses raised high. I found a quiet spot on a window sill at the back of the hall, content to watch the fireworks and stay out of the way with no intention to socialize.

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

The perfect and happy family that I thought were all framed and fake. They broke me like a shattered glass, it hurts me so bad but I manage to escape all those trauma because of Hunter and Hugo. Though all of those came again with a single sight of him. "What are you... doing here?" I try to keep my tears at bay, I don't want to ruin the twins' party. "Get out of here, please." I begged, I'm scared for the twins safety. Weasley let out a sigh and looked at where the twins were sitting. He let out a small smile before nodding. "I just wanted to check out on you, Charylle. Even after everything, you're still our little sister." He started with soft and sincere eyes.

We're doomed! "Dakota Weasly, untie me or I will kill Luke and Mariana now!" definitely, we're both doomed. Ms. Dakota Weasly, why were you doing this to me?

Rachel rubbed her hands excitedly on sighting the food on the table while Leah played with her dirty blonde hair, glaring at the half hamburger in my hand. “Sorry,” I mouthed as I turned to Jade who was examining her food. What was it with the girl? She seemed to steal the show anytime she was around me and was one of the few people Albert liked right away. “How did you…” “Rachel used a spell which witches shouldn’t use till junior year.” Rachel rolled her violet eyes at her. “Did you not want me to help her?” Rachel was beside me while Jade faced me on the other side with Leah next to her.

I nodded my head in agreement, "How will she help me with my training, Dad?" "Okay, let's see it this way," He took a deep breath and lifted his hand that was holding the bird in the pit of the palm above his head. "You have seen Harry Potter, right? And the Golden Snitch— that cute little ball, used in the game of quidditch, with thin feathery and pointed wings is not something I need to tell you about. The ball one of the two seekers of the competing team has to catch to call it a game."

B E I N G P R I M E She gave in to them. To him. 2·1 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ She wouldn't succumb. One thing Eiling Weasley knew was that life loved to throw lemons at her. She'd received her first lemon when her parents died, then when her family rejected her. Now, life was going to throw another. In the form of the most popular group at her school: The Prime Empire.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

“Ms. Evans, we were just discussing how the masterpiece of JK Rowling contain absolutely no swear words except in the last book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, when Molly Weasley swears at Bellatrix Lestrange for duelling with her daughter Ginny.” “Absolutely!” Ms. Evans said enthusiastically and continued fangirling about Harry Potter. Lucas rolled his eyes and turned to Zehra who was looking at him in incredulity. “What?” “Nothing, who would’ve thought that our quarterback was a potterhead.” “Oh shut up. Show me this godda–” “Don’t swear,” she whispered this time. "Why?!" "I don't like people swearing," “Ok show me this e-mail. Now.” Zehra took her phone and showed him the e-mail. H