Bobby From Harry Potter Novels & Stories

That sounded better. "What a douche!" Bobby pulled up his knees and leaned his elbows on them, running his hands over his eyes. "I'm sorry I ever introduced him to you. I thought he was, you know, cool." He clenched his hands together causing his knuckles to whiten. "Are you sure that's all that happened?" he asked, peering at me with doubt. Great. Now he thought I had been molested or something. "Yes, really. Nothing else happened, Bobby. Like I said, he went on and on about being some kind of Vulcan alien. He's mental, like straightjacket crazy."

“Are you ready, my love?” “I am.” I investigated his yellow orbs which flickered with orange. His expression was filled with excitement yet also laced with mischief, but before I had the chance to enquire, he let me go. “Good, I thought we might need some help.” “Yo yo yo,” My head snapped towards my bedroom door to see Bobby leaning up against the white-washed doorframe. “I heard you were missing me?” “Wait,” Jake appeared behind Bobby and ruffled his hair, “who are you again?”

The casting Unspeakable started to cast a very specific diagnostic. *groan* "Really?" "Really." "Gibbers?" He asked the casting Unspeakable. The cloaked man finished his spell and directed his cloaked face to his superior. "Affirmative for Horcrux." "Bloody Hell. Who is the kid?" The gloved Unspeakable, Buzzer, went to one of the books still on top of the bed and opened it, reading the name written on the front cover's back out loud. "Ginny Weasley."

‘It is…’ Bobby's phone rang, interrupting his interrogation. ‘A body found?’ Bobby's eyes widened as he stood up from his seat. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ "Littleton Reuben" Lord Ben called loudly and squinted his eyes, as he and his friend, Lord Fila stared at the picture of the man bearing the name he called.

Bobby said, “she Is Richard's personal assistant, and she has been working with him for months,” Mrs. Anthony said, “do you know her before?“ she asked, “No mom, am seeing her for the first time” Bobby replied, “why are you nervous because of a stranger, didn't you have your girlfriend elsewhere?“ his mom asked, “Mom, I like her,” Bobby said, “get that thing off your skull, she's from the lower class, you can't marry her,” his mom said,

This time, several of his ribs were fractured, leaving him writhing in excruciating pain and his entire body convulsing. "Chase Collins!" Bobby ground his teeth. His eyes were bloodshot as he was consumed by hatred. He wanted nothing more than to tear Chase apart, devour his flesh, and crush his bones. "I recall you saying you'd cripple me," Chase said, crouching down and using the tip of his sword to tear Bobby's shirt, exposing the hideous scar on his chest. "Do you remember this wound?" "Ha! So what if I remember? So what if I don't?" Bobby chuckled darkly. "I'm an elder of the Weber family. Do you think I'd lower myself to squabble with an insect like you? If you're smart, you'll let me

I fully expected Bob to be the type of guy who still lived in his mom’s basement and collected action figures. Imagine my surprise when I saw him — tall, a little chubby around the edges, but cute in a nerdy I’d-fight-a-dragon-for-you kind of way. He stood up the second he saw me, almost tripping over his own feet. "Hi! I'm Bobby! I mean, Bob! Or Bobby! You can call me Bob, too. Or whatever you like, honestly. Either is fine! You—you look amazing!" he blurted. I blinked at his word vomit, biting back a smile. Nervous talker. Cute. At least he was honest. And clearly terrified.

Gypsy “So you and Fang, hey?” Bobby, the Drunken Otter’s former bar manager and my newest recruit, flopped down into the chair opposite me, stretching his long legs out under the table. He had a bottle of whiskey and two glasses in his hands. Usually, I would have a problem with any member of staff helping themself to the liquor on my shelves, but after what had been the shift from hell, I was just glad he was there. As much as I hated to admit it, Bobby was a good fit for us. He knew the bar, was friendly with the regulars and was burly enough to deter even the most intoxicated asshat who thought they could smash up the place.

But, holy shit, she had kids and kids were something he did not do. And that was like a bucket of ice water to his sense. Nope, time to really stay away. Bobby walked out of the office, his goal tonight was to find a willing lady and fuck her hard, since his mind was now free. His eyes scanned over the crowd, still shocked to see how full it got when the doors first opened. And in that crowd was some good looking ladies. Yup, he was going to screw something tonight. -----

The two parties involved in the smuggling account book were Thomas and Bobby. Weiss hated both of them equally. It was ingenious and superb. Bobby was dumbfounded. Now he knew how evil this society was, and how powerful the real evil beings were. He was just an insignificant character, who was played like a fiddle by those bigwigs, only. “H-How dare you to fool me? “I’ll kill you!” Before Bobby do anything, three bodyguards rushed in and pressed Bobby to the floor immediately.