Novel & Cerita Which Weasley Twin Loses An Ear

“Shyne, it’s okay. It’s me, your cousin Earl. Hey, it’s okay. I’m sorry.” I caught my breath as I held my chest and tried my best to calm my racing heart. “Earl! Why would you do that?! You nearly gave me a heart attack!” I said in a loud whisper. The dummy only suppressed his laughter as I hit the back of his head. “I’m sorry, Shyne. I just saw Trixie and Nixie walking toward your direction a few minutes ago before arguing and leaving this place. Knowing the twins, they were bound to do something that could affect you and the clan. They were the reason why our cousin Andy had one of the worst birthdays, because they ruined it by bullying Andy about his failed grades. I just wanted to check

"You really did miss your chance. This is the reason why you should never crazily think you can marry your food." Her loud voice impaired everyone's hearing, especially the nearest one. I don't think I have the luxury to check on Winston, so I simply dragged him away from my mother and siblings. They literally ignored the chaos around us and simply wanted to hunt us. "Ceethe, only one of my ears is impaired," he suddenly shared while we were flying together. I am holding his right hand. He doesn't grasp the concept of flying yet. "That's great. Hurry, and we need to reunite with the vampires."

I'd offered him a way out that wouldn't damage his reputation. "I'll think about it," he finally said. It wasn't the promise I wanted, but it was all I could hope for now. (James's POV) The pack clinic smelled of antiseptic and healing herbs. I watched from across the room as the wolf healer examined Elara's injured ear. Her face remained calm, but I could sense Emily's distress beneath the surface. The silver-weakened wolf had endured too much already. "The damage is permanent," the healer announced, stepping back. "You'll have approximately sixty percent hearing loss in your left ear."

Instead, I focused on brushing imaginary dirt off my jeans, praying my face wasn’t as red as it felt. Before the moment could get any more awkward, the twins came running into the room, their identical grins lighting up the space. “We’ll get the first aid kit!” one of them shouted. “Yeah, don’t die before we come back!” the other added with a cheeky laughter that trailed with them before they both disappeared around the corner. Zach shook his head, chuckling. “They’re a handful.” I smiled faintly, though my mind was still spinning. I glanced down at the scrape on my elbow, realizing it was starting to sting.

The sound of battle nearly drowns her voice. “Behind its ear! Cut it behind its ear!” Kiran yells back, getting on his shield once again to rush towards the pillar monsters the Headmistress is taking on. “Which ear?” “Left ear!” “Got it, Ophelia, a little help please!” Leita calls out. Ophelia, who was helping Matron Aldar, uses one hand to shoot vines up to the pillar monster’s left hand. The vines wrap around its wrist, and Ophelia yanks it downwards.

SELENA'S POV My heart hammered against my ribs against the heavy silence of the study. I had been reckless, yes, but the golden deer head in Draco's study had shifted under my touch with a mechanical groan, revealing a seam in the mahogany paneling that shouldn't have existed. I’d stepped inside, expecting perhaps a safe or a hidden wall locker. Instead, I’d stumbled into a private universe of depravity and dominance. The room was vast, partitioned by invisible lines into four distinct, chilling corners... One was a command center, a massive, wall-spanning screen glowing with the pulsing tactical overlay of the city, a digital web of surveillance that made my blood run cold.

The three of them, Mia and Ryder and Priya, at a table in a restaurant with good light and better wine. He’d chosen it. She’d looked at it when he showed her and said: your father would have approved. He’d held her gaze for a long moment. Then: yes. He would have. They ate. They talked. They argued about something that didn’t matter and mattered completely because it was theirs. At some point Priya raised her glass. Looked at both of them. “To the wrong pair of eyes,” she said. Mia stared at her. “You knew about that?” she said.

It was horrible but somehow Will could cut through it all. “I know you find this a little bit uncomfortable, me cutting away your hair and all that…” Will said, “I remember when I cut mine of, I nearly gave myself a fright. Elves aren’t meant to be bold headed, our ears… well we just look ugly like that, but it’s growing back, It’s part of our ways, We take pride in it. It’s as much a simple as our ears.” He continued. “Yours looks different, like a night sky mixed with sapphire dust. So all of it off?”

' He remembered Charlie whispering into his ears the previous night. The twin sent the ice blades flying at Wilson. Wilson grinned.

I cried even more. "It's fine, it's fine, baby, don't cry" He reached forward to wipe my tears, but I pushed him off and continued hitting his chest. "It's gone, it's all gone, how do I get my hair back? How do I get my beautiful long hair back?" I opened my mouth and let out another loud cry. Wymond caught my hands that were still hitting him and kissed my knuckles softly. "It's just a simple wish you made, even the dumbest witch or wizard can undo it.. then why are still crying when your mate is a pro wizard?" he asked.