All The Young Dudes Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Eric gulped and looked down. “First time in a gay club?” Harry asked, that stupid smirk still on his face. “First time in a club”, Eric replied as he looked around, impressed by all the colors and the loud music. “I heard Harry is here”, another guy joined, holding two boys – probably eighteen or nineteen – on each side. “Oh, you got the bottle, huh?” he laughed, “It’s always good to have you here”, he took a seat and the boys sat on his laps, “pour me some”, he tells them, and they do as told.

Harry should be an extraordinary person given he was Bo’s nephew. “So, you’re Harry. My name’s Skylar Cooper, and it is a pleasure to meet you.” “Harry, we’ll be relying on you for protection in Southrive from now on.” The group instantly started kissing Harry’s toes, especially the women. Hearing the numerous greetings, Harry smiled and said, “Don’t mention it. You’re all friends of Stella and Kevan so you’re my friends too. Just let me know if you need anything.” “Thank you, Harry!”

, Harrison conceded “so, you got any plans for tonight? The Alpha Kappa’s are throwing a party if you’re interested” “Nah, not really my scene”, the young witch told him and the green eyed man nodded. He figured she’d say ‘no’ but it didn’t hurt to ask. Deep down he wished she had said ‘yes’ as he was kinda asking her out on a date. “I got a paper to finish and then a well thumbed Harry Potter book to read but thanks anyway”. “Maybe next time”, Harrison said. He got up from the grass “I’ll see you around”, he added giving her smile. The 21 year old returned it.

The group of men filter behind the grizzly bear in front of us. Gee-gee lets out an over exaggerated laugh. “Oh, I’M SORRY, I must be misunderstanding you. Did you just call your FUTURE QUEEN a mud-blood?” Before he can respond she continues. “What is this? Fucking Harry Potter?” The man sniffs his nose before spitting on the ground in front of me. “She’s no future Queen of mine.” The men behind him yell out their agreement. I take a step closer to the man and give him a sinister smile. “What is your name, sir?” I bat my eyes at him.

I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide. “You’ve actually seen Harry fucking Potter?!” “I’ve read it. I have kids and grandkids. I need to know the things they know. Besides, even though the author was a dumbass, it’s a pretty cool story.” Cyrus nodded, “it is, right?” He winked at me. “But don’t fucking worry. I’ll die first, so I’ll let you know what it’s like.” “Don’t make jokes about that!” April said, slapping Cyrus’ arm, who pretended to be more hurt than he actually was.

I am practically bouncing up and down to see what happens after Harry finds out about his godfather. "Okay, just so you know, this one is more intense than the others were. There is a lot more to follow so if you start feeling sleepy then maybe we could just go to sleep instead." He offers. I shake my head stubbornly and grin as he turns the next movie on. It starts out with a lot of action immediately and I can tell why Dante said that I would have to pay close attention. There is so much information to rememeber. I do not make it all of the way to the end before I end up falling asleep though. The last thing that I remember watching is Fred and George trying to hijack the tournament. Then,

Storm asked boredly. "Trash." They all said and I agreed. "That shit is so overrated bro." Tyler said and I nodded in agreement. "Gas or trash Harry Potter?" Tyler asked in distaste. "Gas." Cole and I said while everyone else said trash. "Bro Harry Potter?" Tyler asked Cole. "Harry Potter is elite. Liv changed my mind, honestly." He said and I smiled at him. "When?" Griff asked in confusion. "That shit's just as overrated as Wednesday." Griff said tiredly.

"I saw the photos. What were they from?" "Her birthday party," Laila replied. "Everyone dressed up. She insisted. Said it wasn't a real party unless everyone committed fully." Jordan let out a quiet laugh and moved toward the counter, grabbing a bottle of water and handing it to her like it was second nature. "What about Halloween this year?" "Hogwarts students," Laila said, pulling out her phone. "Group costume with her friends. They argued for weeks about houses." Jordan chuckled as she showed him the picture. "Gryffindor. Of course she is."

Two months went by and we were also a week away from Matt's 18th birthday. The man loves to read, so I decided to buy him the complete series of Harry Potter. He loves the books more than the movies. He couldn't afford the whole series, so this is the perfect gift. And also, the wand. He is a Potter head. I saw him walking to his locker, I ran towards him and jumped on his back. "There she is." He chuckled. "You're almost eighteen." I said while hugging him. He's older than us for a few months.

I smiled and quietly replied, “Yeah... I mean it’s been a long time. A lot can change in six years.” “It hasn’t changed too much, promise. I mean a few things are different... like leadership.. and we now train everyday. Also, we’re are no longer allowed to use our special abilities because of some witch mumbo-jumbo a few years back.” I stared wide-eyed as he spoke. “Witches?” I asked incredulously. Nobody had even seen any for over a decade. We’d believed them to all be extinct. As far as special abilities went, well, select few werewolves had them. Some could bend fire, others water. Some could read minds, and even move objects with their own. Nobody in my family had any special abilities.