Yule Ball Harry Potter Novels & Stories

In its center, standing proudly, was a big 'H' with a raven, a badger, a lion and a serpent beside each leg of the 'H". Four bright white light spots appeared in the middle of the magic circle, and started to solidify. Just a few seconds later, the white light starts to rapidly fade together with the dark blue magic circle, leaving in its place four people. One grinning man, and three grinning women. The entirety of the Great Hall was in silence. There, appearing after the light show stopped, was one the most handsome men and three of the most beautiful women they have ever seen, at least in the opinion of most of the girls/women and boys/men respectively. Even the muggle-raised and mugglebo

I responded without giving it much thought; I exited the castle and saw that everyone was already making preparations; in fact, they were building the venue for the ball. The enormous ballroom will be held in our pack, the Blood Pearl Pack, because our pack is the giant pack in the history of the werewolf world, and it is something that doesn’t even phase me in the least. I’m simply awaiting Hermione at this point. She is with their flock right now.

The North is dull, so the ball, which is only conducted for special reasons, is the only time when the castle would feel alive. This is much more than what wolves usually do like the Mating Ball because a vampire’s ball is much more ancient and traditional compared to the balls wolves held which transforms over time. Miranda said that the last time a ball was held in the North was a couple of decades ago. To which I mumbled, ‘Wow, I haven’t even been born yet at the time.’ Miranda smiled with what I said and even tried to hold back her laughs. Preparations were made all throughout the week. I managed to hang on with the twins help, Sebastian’s critical remarks, Miranda's strict lectures, and

Zayn hadn't seen me in it and he wasn't about to until the ball night. The castle boomed with life. People from all the walks of life occupying the corridors. All of them doing their duty and making sure the ball room would look out of this world. And when I visited it the morning before the ball, my jaw was on the floor. The work that had been done was perfect. Simple perfection. The theme of the ball was 'the touch of darkness', mysterious and luxurious the ball awaited for its guests.

Unfortunately, Harper knew Saint wouldn't return, or else he hadn't left in the first place. Harper blinked away a few salty tears. She didn't even understand why Saint had escaped through the balcony. Was he tired of being stuck inside her room all day? Probably. Harper put on some clothes in silence and wandered toward the kitchen. Excitement buzzed in the entire castle. The servants hung up banners, glitters, and other festive stuff for tonight's ball. Harper passed them with a smile, stopping when she caught Penny arranging a corner with silver balloons bought from the human realm.

I think it would be fun. She smiles. "It's going to be like a yule ball. We are going to make the magic of Harry Potter come alive. We are going to have ice sculptures, fake snow and twinkling lights hung on the walls and ceiling, creating a night sky effect just like in the Great Hall." "Sounds interesting." I said, nodding my head in approval. I would really like to challenge my skills with a task like that.

I inhaled his scent deeply before pulling away and shouting at Daffodil to do it. With all the strength that she had, she pushed the ball of magic to us, it's pale yellow nearly blinding me. I didn't fail to see Precious trying to make her escape, but the ball consumed her as she was about to fly off and I could hear her screaming in what sounded like pain and misery.

I muttered, gazing around the majestically decorated surroundings. Liam chuckled and placed his hand around my waist as we walked inside. The lights were dim and kept on changing from purple to silver to gold. Just at the center was a huge circular space that was a little elevated from the rest of the room. Surrounding it were circular tables done in white and golden with beautiful golden ornate chairs. At the farther end lining the wall was a huge bar. The entire decoration was based on a winter theme and somehow it reminded me of the Yule ball from Harry Potter.

My mother called me one Saturday evening to her room, "we shall be paying a visit to somewhere in the city." She told me. That sunday about 3 p.m. we entered a public transport mode and straight away to the Crimson park. She bought two pairs of snacks, one for me and the other for her, as we look the snacks, we loiter around the pack and talk, "Paloma," my mother called me, "you must be careful with the boys that come around you. Be careful not to look into the eyes of any boy, you could be hypnotized by a love potion they have applied on their eyes, be careful not drink any drink offered to you by any one, you could be a victim of the love potions." "Mummy, how does this work, I mean? Does

"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?"