Bobby From Harry Potter Novels & Stories

She would expose that hypocrite for who he truly was, sooner or later. And Emily remembered, Logan always had a student with him, whom he called Bobby. Could Bobby be Daniel’s twin brother? But they didn't look alike at all. Daniel had a round face, good skin, and wore black-framed glasses, looking young and cheerful. Bobby, on the other hand, had a shrewd and cunning look, likely from years of following Logan Morgan. "By the way, Madam, this afternoon we’re interviewing some students for part-time positions. Would you join us?"

I wasn’t going to give him ammunition to use against me. The further away from my friends that he was, the better it would be for me. “His name…” he shrugged pointing to the body. “His name is Bobby, boring name. His father must have really hated him,” he sniggered. I forced myself to keep my face neutral, I was witnessing things that I had never seen. He hasn’t just… “How are you doing this? Are you in his….?” He laughed, “Lycan king, you do not want me to tell you all my tricks do you?” he said.

Bobby, a black- American, tall, rugged-looking man, with dreadlocks was seen returning her smile. “Hey,” he said to Alice, and she motioned for him to get in. They were just a few feet toward the couch when Alice asked, “Do you have the information ready?” She had been waiting for him to get back to her since noon. Bobby’s brows furrowed slightly when he heard her words. He hadn’t thought that the information would be the first thing on her mind when they meet. He had been thinking that he would get to have sex with her, and also try out a new kink.

“Johnny get your wrinkly self over here, your stupid bell is not working again!” Icahbod frowed. “Is a woman bearing the name Johnny in this century?” “No, why would you ask that?” “You said we were coming to meet a woman.” “Oh yea, he is the one who will bring her to us, she is his daughter but you have to see the father first.” “Oh, ok.” Minutes later, Ichabod could hear a swift movement behind the shelves and out came a short man in a black tail coat and a large hat which made him look like all those wizards you see in movies like Harry Potter.

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

Bobby said allowing us to go ahead to our breakfast table. He crossed the road, not bothering to use the umbrella as he hurried to the other side. Bobby who worked as Enzo’s guard tried his best to be a faceless guy. He was just the hands I needed, the protection buddy I needed, and not a person I carpooled with. But with how much time we were spending together, he was beginning to feel like an actual person. Today he answered a call during the ride and I think he was talking to either his child or his niece.

It’s Charlie not Brenda* “Oh! Sorry Author. I forgot her name too soon but Brenda fits her nice, or maybe we could call her Karen lol. She’s not a Karen cause she’s hot” Okay. Brenda, Sorry. Charlie, yes Charlie did a wonderful Job, I’m beginning to like her already The creepy doll made it’s way to Aaron and stopped. The lullaby's pace kept reducing and as it came to a close a deep horror voice bellowed Watch out!! “Jesus! What was that!” Arabella screamed “Aaron are you alright?” Cassie asked. A few seconds ago, after we heard the voice shout watch out we all ducked while some folks hid behind a wall.

I let out without turning to face him. “Stop with the fucking shit show and tell me what is going on”, Bobby says and I sit in front of him crossing my legs again holding on to the tumbler with the amber content as I eye him up. The guy has gone old and fat, someday he is going to have a fucking heart attack.

Little Bobby walked up to Laura, his chubby cheeks glistering as he grinned at her, and said, "You look so beautiful, like my mummy." Laura was surprised by the compliment; she had not expected such a remark from the cute little boy. Laura raised her eyebrow at Lisa and Liam, wondering if they had put the boy up to it. Understanding their mother's telepathic message, Lisa and Liam spread their hands in innocence. Laura looked down at the boy and said, "Thank you; what's your name?" "Little Bobby," the boy replied. "That's a fine name for a cute boy," Laura replied. "Thank you; my mom says I'm a cute boy too," Little Bobby replied.

“Why are you looking for him?” The guy turns at me, giving me a blank stare for a few seconds. “Haven’t seen him in a while.” He sidesteps away from Sam, who’s pulling out his phone. “Tell Archer I was here.” He looks right at me, and there’s something familiar about his brown eyes. “I don’t know your name.” “Robert,” he says with a twitch. “But everyone calls me Bobby.”