Harry Potter Next Generation Novels & Stories

He pranked me on the first day he came back to this school! "Henry's the ice prince of our school, he's so cold, he even rejected the school's prettiest girls. He's handsome, smart and absolutely perfect in every aspect but we rarely see him smile, rumours also said that he's the only one who can beat up Kou." My seat mate continued "He's so perfect~" They stated, "But he won't even talk to girls..." I stuttered, " Are they really that dangerous?..." "They are. They can break your heart in an instant."

"I know you are somewhere here, boy. I know how to find you." He looked at his men. “Morty, get some wood. Burn it in a corner and get the ash. Quick. The ash powder, mixed with this liquid here, will reveal the boy,” he said as he rummaged through the bag and took out a yellow liquid. “You - close all the doors and keep an eye for any door or window opening. And you, Gabby, pour water outside and inside so that we can see his footsteps if he moves.” Adi didn't know what to do. There was not much time. He couldn't go outside, and he couldn't remain here. He could not shout for help since no one paid attention to this ruin outside the village. Only the village policeman came this way on his r

Ding, ding, ding, we pull away to see Silvia standing on the stage. “Can the birthday girl please come to the stage.” Silvia says and I feel Octavia stiffen in my hold, she knows what’s coming. We walk up to the stage and our dads come through the side door attached to the stage, holing her cake; a Harry Potter themed three tier cake, the bottom layer is Green (Slytherin), dark chocolate devils’ cake, the middle layer is Blue (Ravenclaw), milk chocolate mud cake and the top layer is the Marauders map, with a silver wolf howling on the top, it’s a white chocolate and raspberry centre sponge cake. There is black frosted roses and other HP symbols positioned around it.

Xander curled his fingers, his eyes turned pitch black. Evelyn inched closer to his face; her eyes were shedding tears but she didn’t blink once, “Keep denying but deep down you also know that it’s wrong. But you just won’t admit and I will never submit. I also want to see to what extent you can go but let me make it clear to you, if you dare touch a single hair of Mom, I will kill you with my own hands.” A deep silence engulfed them. None of them back down from the intense staring battle. Evelyn noticed the way his brows dipped, she was sure that her words struck his heart and triggered his humanity which he had lost somewhere. She was confirmed that Xander would now stop his madness.

“What is so funny about Harry Potter?” “Do you know how much your mother loves Harry Potter? Those are her books.” She sets the book down and looks at me with disbelief. “No they’re not.” “Ask her. I promise you. I can tell you she is house HufflePuff and her patronus is a wolf. And she knew that before she knew of the magical world.” “Mine is a dog,” she replies and goes back to reading.

He almost looks like that guy from Harry Potter I jerked from my seat when the limo stopped in front of a shop. Ryan opened the door for us as Neo stepped out, ushering me so that she was leading me to enter the shop. It was small and has cream painted walls but the fact that it was littered with their products made it almost impossible for me to see the real wall. Against the cramped surrounding, I couldn't help but smile. It was warm and cosy and really felt homey inside.

Day job as a cataloging library assistant. Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion, character match Hagrid. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can’t decide). Started out reading with the Baby-Sitters Club. Then moved to Sandra Brown, Linda Howard, Julie Garwood, and LaVyrle Spencer in high school. Now all over the place with her romance reading tastes. Find her online at www.LindaKage.com Facebook Twitter Instagram

a familiar voice said, as he took my hands into his, and then he took it into his lips giving it a kiss, then to his nose sniffing it. "Seriously?" I said, raising an eyebrow as he pulled a plaster from his pocket. I shook my head. "Forget it. I don’t need that. I’ll just wash my hands. Gosh, you’re weird," I muttered, turning away. But then he said something that made me freeze. "Don’t you want to know the root cause of the generational curse passed down to Harry?" I hadn’t even thought to ask. The question caught me off guard. I hesitated for a moment before walking to the sink, rinsing the cut under cold water.

I say, “Good afternoon, Patrick. What a pleasure it is to have you here! You arrived just in time for you to give us the answers that both Elizabeth and I want to know.” I watch as my grandmother crosses her arms, raises an eyebrow, and in a tone that leaves no room for argument, says, “Sit down.” He sits and watches us all, saying nothing. Then I say, “Would you be so kind as to tell us what you know about the boarding school you recommended to send my daughter to?” He opens his eyes wide and looks cautiously at Elizabeth. Then he sighs and says, “It’s Harry’s cover for training children and young people. That is where he makes them his warriors.”

He should be with him now, playing video games or watching pörn or something like that. "Okay" I smiled at him. The waiter came over, we gave him our order and in few minutes, it was served. With ate our food while discussing about school. "Halloway high school is very mysterious, few people and witness knows the mystery" he said. It's as if he doesn't wants to talk about it. But me and my mouth. "Do you know about the mystery?" I blurted out. He looks nervous actually. "Yeah, I do but I can't tell you, no one can tell you, you just have to find out yourself" he said all too serious. It gives me the chills.