Who Is Y/n In Harry Potter Novels & Stories

His messy silver bangs, long entangled hair, and emerald gaze made him look domineering and frigid. That silver hair color though, it only made him remembered that ‘annoying’ brat. “No, my teacher needs your help to look---” Zyair cut the young Yuu’ni off with a zany groan. Regardless of Yuna’s accentuated male features, Zyair was able to see through her disguise; he was the so-called ‘all-knowing’ after all. Not a simple disguise such as those can or will even fool him.

"Juna, I'm going home with you, okay? My driver can't pick me up." The girl who just called Juna is Yuna, Juna's girlfriend. The girl is a popular student at this school. Beautiful, tall, kind, smart and also the vice president of the student council. "I saw your motorbike still in the parking lot, so I was waiting for you. I'm with you, okay?" "Hmm, I already promised Naya to go home first." "Naya? Naya who?" Yuna asked confused. "This is Naya, my classmate. Nay, this is Yuna," said Juna.

Kyon simply smiled at her while Draco just stared at her, just like Hayes, she can't read the emotion on his face. She held out her hand and she also didn’t know why she did that. "I know we haven't had a formal introduction. I'm Nina by the way." She smiled sweetly and her voice was so soft she was even cringing. Kyon glanced at Hayes first before he accepted her hand then he nodded. "I'm Cris Kyon. But please call me Kyon." Draco frowned when he turned to him. "You're not telling your real name to anyone you don't trust, Kyon."

It's early Monday and Y/N gets ready to step downstairs when she hears doorbell... "What? Why so early!?" ...Y/N sprints towards the door holding her backpack with one hand and putting her shoes on with the other. Due to her recklessness, she slips while rushing before the door. "Ouch! Hey, why you so early Laur..." She suspends talking and looks up at the towering figure holding the house key that looked nothing like her friend. "Huh! What the hell are you doing in my house? And why even bother pressing the bell when you have keys. No actually why do you even have my house keys?"

For twenty years, nobody had ever seen through their game before. Yet, this rookie nurse did in less than fifteen minutes. “That’s impossible,” Chris whispered, stripping away the fake Charles act as he stared at her like she just grew two heads. Spirit slid off her chair, grabbing her phone from the dining table. She looked down at the three stunned brothers, her eyes flashing proudly like a genius. “I’m your nurse, boys,” Spirit grinned, giving them a triumphant wink as she turned toward the door.

She then said, "That's Stanley." Harry agreed but looked puzzled, "Is he the one Yuna sent gifts to?" "Yeah." Nathaniel was silent the whole time. Just because of Natalie's comment, his eyes were fixated on that man beside Yuna. When he looked down from above, that man did look really similar to Yvan. But his face was different. Nathaniel felt that it was strange. "Natalie, let's head down to see Mommy." "Sure." Holding Natalie's hand, Nathaniel ran toward the lift. When Harry and Sherry realized what they were doing, they were too late to catch up with the kids.

Even among peers of equal status, occasional disagreements never escalate to outright humiliation. But now—being called a loyal mutt? This wretched bastard! Harry's eyes gleamed with intense murderous intent. "Keep acting cocky. Let's see how long you can keep it up." Watching his enraged retreat, Rachel leaned closer and whispered, "He seems pretty powerful. Are you sure this won't be a problem?" Gideon chuckled lightly. "I know who he is. He's Harry Yelverton, the third son of the Yelverton family!"

Nolan chuckled, shaking his head with his eyes closed. “You’re remarkable,” he said. “Your magic is very rare, Yena. And very powerful.”

"Can you share Nash’s contact info with me?" The girl who was well-known around campus lightly poked my arm. Near the classroom window, a figure came into view. It was 17-year-old Nash Xander. I suddenly snapped back to my senses, clutching my chest and gasping for breath. "What's the matter with you?" The person who poked me was my desk mate, Yvonne Quinn, who had just transferred here a week ago and was crowned as the most beautiful girl on campus.

Ethan mentioned with pride. "Yandel being four years older, he was sent there first, and after the first year, he came back with a round glass which was given to him by the school and he sudden developed this british accent out of nowhere which seemed to please our parents so much they sent us there too," Ethan added. "Hence why me and Nathan called him Harry, as in Harry Potter, the cursed child, the second part of who shall not be named, the successor of the elder wand, the—" Emily was saying before she got interrupted by Yandel who seemed to have had enough of story time.