Nia7Matoi

It is with my honest vow that i pledge the next chapter to be much longer. There were technical issues on my side im afraid. ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ The blast of noise that met (Y/n)’s ears when the portrait opened made him jump in his seat. As he looked over (Y/n) saw his brother was being wrenched inside the common room by about a dozen pairs of hands, with the whole of Gryffindor House screaming, applauding, and whistling. “You should’ve told us you’d entered!” bellowed Fred; he looked h

She visits for many days. Whoever she was, you do not know, because she never truly introduces herself. She's was always blabbering about something that you could never wrap your head around. Aliens, the moody state of supernatural beings, and pesky enemies that return for revenge. Apparently, from what you could gather, she had a lot of enemies. You thought that this could all be because of her brash and blunt nature. She sounded mad in general, someone bordering insanity, but keeping onto reality all the same. "He thinks he can better me. Doesn't he understand I'm unpredictable by now!?" Then, she finds where you live, and you realize th

Chapter 16 The Goblet of Fire I don't believe it!" Ron said, in a stunned voice, as the Hogwarts students filed back up the steps behind the party from Durmstrang. "Krum, Harry! Viktor Krum!" "For heaven's sake, Ron, he's only a Quidditch player," said Hermione. “And didn’t his team lose the cup?” asked (Y/n) who had been given a detailed play by play of the world cup by Harry. "Only a Quidditch player?" Ron said choosing to answer Hermione’s question, looking at her as though he couldn't believe his ears. "Hermione - he's one of the best Seekers in the world! I had no idea he was still at school!" As they crossed th

(Y/n) sat with his friends at their usual spot in the Gryffindor table during breakfast. Plates of sausages, patties, soups and toast all piled high covered the wooden table. Harry had rushed in during the last ten or so minutes and grabbed as much food as he could as he told his brother and friends that he had written to Sirius. "That was a lie, Harry," said Hermione sharply over breakfast, when he finished telling  her, (Y/n) and Ron what he had done. "You didn't imagine your scar hurting and you know it. " "So what?" said Harry. "He's not going back to Azkaban because of me.” "Drop it," said Ron sharply to Hermione as she opened her

Chapter Two: The Unforgivable Curses. The next two days passed without great incident, unless you counted Neville melting his sixth cauldron in Potions. Professor Snape, who seemed to have attained new levels of vindictiveness over the summer, gave Neville detention, and Neville returned from it in a state of nervous collapse, having been made to disembowel a barrel full of horned toads. "You know why Snape's in such a foul mood, don't you?" said Ron to (Y/n) and Harry as they watched Hermione teaching Neville a Scouring Charm to remove the frog guts from under his fingernails. (Y/n) still couldn’t understand why the potions teacher h

I am sorry that it is so short, but i promise next chapter will be longer. Wind brushed against (Y/n)’s feathers as he glided through the warm evening air of Scotland. The newly made Animagus had been flying for the better part of the day to reach his destination, only stopping to dive down to feast upon the rouge deer once or twice… okay maybe ten times. But finally (Y/n) could see his goal in sights. Crowing the sea-side cliff was the magical castle of Hogwarts, the best wizarding school in Europe. Its stone towers and battlements a welcoming sight for (Y/n)’s sore and tired eyes. With a cry of triumph that echoed through

Here we go boys and girls. The last Chapter for Obliteration Curse. To be honest i'm a bit indifferent with this, it could be better could be worse but eh. I tried. Love ~Boopy _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Dull murmuring attacked (Y/n)’s ears with reckless abandon. With eyes still closed, (Y/n) tried to understand where he was. (Y/n) knew he was lying down, on what felt like a soft bed. The murmuring he had heard before was becoming more intelligible and (Y/n) could make out the words ‘dead’ and ‘serious

Again. I'm really sorry for the short chapter. I just think it would be better to continue this once i'm back to the good ol' Harry Potter phase i was in two weeks ago. ~Boopy ____________________________________________________________ Chapter Five: The Chimera. The snow storm of Sparta had lessened considerably since the two wizards had arrived. While there were still copious amounts of frozen water still cover the forest floor, it was starting to thaw, patches of the green grass below were starting to poke through. While the Firewyrm hive was certainly a mind-blowing experience, (Y/n) forced himself (And Bill) to leave the warm embrace