American House Harry Potter Novels & Stories

He looked up and walked in with a calm step without any expression on his face. Walking through the marble floor, he entered the house. "Young Master." The butler at home, Anson, stepped forward and greeted him. "The Master is waiting for you inside." Harry nodded slightly to show that he knew it. The spacious and majestic hall was decorated with a very retro style on the right. The color was prominent, which made the whole hall more stable. The one sitting on the rosewood sofa with a cushion was Ronald Louise, Harry's father. As for the woman next to him, he didn't even bother to look at her.

“Whose house is this? Yours and Adams?” Harry laughed even more. “I wish, Sweetheart. No, this is Mel’s parents’ house.” He sobered. “It stays empty most of the time except for the holidays.” “Shame. It’s a beautiful home.” “It is. Kat really has a decorator’s touch. I’ve been trying to tell her to start a business with it,” Harry explained, leading into a huge backyard. There were people everywhere. “Is this Mel’s entire extended family?” “Relax, Trentie poo,” Harry teased him again. “It’s not all of us, but close. There are also family friends here too. Come, let’s go say hi to people.”

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

I knew I would have to stay here for a minimum of six months, but I was already looking forward to the day I could buy my little place. It turns out that Derek was an architect. He explained he needed to work on some drawings for a client and disappeared into his office. I grabbed a plate full of cold pizza and some drinks, then headed up to my room. I had a date with Harry Potter and I wasn't about to miss it. I took a long bath, curled up in my robe with a fire going, and lost myself in the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

Everyone in the living room froze. The two teams were nearly equal in strength. Most professionals expected a low-scoring game. A 2-4 upset was something almost no one favored. My father raised a brow, surprised and unconvinced. "You decided that quickly? "The match has only just started. The situation isn't clear yet. Don't you want to watch a little longer?" Sophie shook her head hard. "Dad, just trust me once. Buy in now. It's guaranteed profit." In the end, my father couldn't resist her insistence.

For eight years, I and my two kid sisters together with my mother suffered hell, my mother had been compelled to look for a cleaning job in a Backery here in Scotswood, Newcastle shortly after my dad passed away, we also moved to a small apartment which my mom could afford the rent. We had been compelled to go into the new apartment one year after the demise of my dad, we were forcefully move out of our apartment. Feeding became a challenge, all my father's investment were claimed by a strange woman who had proven to be the next of kin to my father, she claimed all his investments and properties. My mom told us how that the lady by the name kate was to get married to my dad, but that she was

whispered Cynthia in Ada's ears. " Ya, what a rude douchebag ." said Ada in a slightly high pitch again. " Hey you miss picture perfect, you need to teach your friend how to whisper," said the boy looking at Cynthia. Cynthia gazed at Ada and Ada this time 'WHISPERED ' sorry. Cynthia passes a funny smile towards her just realising that how innocent Ada she behaves like a 6-year-old kid. As they reached the 4th floor and the lift's door opened, they just saw a tall and a bit chubby girl with long black hair wearing an oversized t-shirt with jeans. She just said 'ALHOMOHRA' the harry potter spell used for opening doors magically.

"Harry .I could never compare you to things . You are the best and i would still like you very much, if you didn't had this lavish and richie rich things with you even though it is a good perk." " You dork" "Your dork" i didn't think before the words spilled out of me . harry just gives me his rare smile. "Thanks . Come on, let me show you around . Make yourself at home though i know you already have seeing your look , while I send the documents." I see his whole house EXCEPT his room out of pure kindness and then wait in the living room while he does his work . "I'm sorry you had to wait ." he comes rushing in with his hand in his tousled hair giving him that whole bedroom look . I inte

I don’t have a choice because he just can’t stop talking about it and I’m scared I’ll disappoint him if I say no. So, here I am in front of their house, breathing in and out to calm myself, and waiting for Harry to open the door for me. “You’re here!” He said when he open the door, he immediately hug and kiss my forehead. “I’m here.” I said nervously while my eyes are wandering around their house. It’s actually really nice and homey. It’s not as big as Asher’s house but the interior are minimalist and it has frames on the wall with their family picture. We had that too but mom wanted to take it down so we did.