Bolt Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Harry was the nephew of the underworld’s Bo “Boxchamp” Lynch. He was renowned in the underworld for his fighting skills. However, he was blown away while Adrian remained completely unscathed. ‘What the heck is going on?’ Everyone was dumbfounded and they were confused over what just transpired. Harry was puzzled as well. He did not see Adrian move at all, yet he felt a painful sensation in his waist before he was instantly blown away. “What the heck is going on?” Harry was astounded.

I feel the mattress dip beside me, the blankets ruffling beside me until I feel a body touching mine. I look to see Ryder draping his long arm over my shoulders. Smirking at the TV. I turn back, grabbing the remote to finish my movie. I press resume and relax into his arm. "Harry Potter?" He asks, a little disgusted. "Yeah, why?" I sit up a bit. "It's boring." He bluntly states. I feel hurt. And, I mean, hurt. How could anyone say that Harry Potter is boring? "It's not boring." I all but spit out.

I slowly nodded, not trusting my voice not to break right now. “Want to see if Chris is down for a movie marathon tonight? I’ll buy the snacks,” I could hear the smile in his voice, “It’ll be just like old times.” Chris was sitting in the row behind us, surely a middle finger to my mother. “Did I hear movie marathon and Chris?” his voice sounded from behind me. “Harry Potter?” “Hell yes!” Chris whisper-yelled, causing my mothers head to spin around like something straight out of a movie. If looks could kill; Chris would have been dead the moment her eyes met his.

It is hard to chew it as I try my best to smile innocently at Sky who sighs and pokes my full cheeks, commenting that I look like a chipmunk. “Option one from about two hundred and fifty years ago, the Harry Potter Series.” Lia chimes in, motioning the pile of seven movie sitting on the edge of the coffee table. I laugh, watching as Lia begins to take the first movie – Harry Potter and the Philosopher Stone. I movie full of magic and a revolution at the end. Seems fitting to what I am dealing with right now. “What the other option?” Sky asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pressing a kiss on my forehead.