Novel & Cerita Books Harry Styles Has Read

“It's a phenomenal book. Not bad for adding to my collection list." Harper frowned at Alex, who was laughing with satisfaction. "No, I'm kidding. Jayden who killed his mother? I read it." "Really? It's my favorite book. And you have the soft cover and hard cover versions?” Harper pulled out a hardcover copy of “Read My Mind.” While looking at the book in amazement, Harper said sadly. “I ran out of this edition when I wanted to buy it. Even though I had been queuing for two hours in front of the bookstore."

June’s POV “You need to go out more, Harry. You just can’t keep hiding inside forever, the weather is so nice and you can’t afford to waste such a good day indoor” This is actually the tenth time I’ll be asking Harry to go out and stop staying indoor all day with me reading him boring books like medical books. Even though those books might end up being helpful to me, that’s if I decide to go back to medical school. I still find those books boring.

Hm… might have to have a good long think on that one. Lena closed the book after finishing up the entry and put it back into its place in her desk drawer. She tugged the band out of her shoulder length brown hair, running her fingers through it. The young woman then moved over to her bed where on the nightstand, was a very worn copy of Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. She got comfortable on her bed, picked up the book and started to read. She got through about 10 pages before there was a knock on her door. "Come in!" Lena called. She glanced at the door when it opened and fellow sorority sister, Casey Grant, walked in.

Seb said on which Harry becomes confused and said, “who?” “She,” Seb said and turned his face towards the entrance of the hall. All being confused turns their faces, and they all rooted on their spots. Standing in front of them was, Aadhira Harrison Knight. “Aadhira,” Harrison said and stepped towards her, but before that only Alex came and said, “Uncle, please read this before you ask her anything.” He said while giving one envelop to Harrison, Harry opened that envelop while eying Aadhira, and saw that there was a letter inside.

"Well, fortunately, Harry has no idea that wolves are actually people." Tbc

Claudine questions inquisitively. “Promise me that you won’t judge me or anything that I say, please.” America warns and she gets positive answers from her best friends. Harry was already on his way back to London but his mind was only thinking about America and how inexplicably happy he is now that she is back. As soon as he remembered the paper bag, he grabbed it and pulled out the light sketchbook that America mentioned to him earlier. He stares at the writings on the front cover and had a smile on his face when he saw that America was using his last name.

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.

Winchester laughed like I’d said something clever, which maybe I had, or maybe they were just humoring me, and they would laugh at me later when I left. It was after the third hole that I noticed Mr. Winchester’s daughter. She was sitting off to the side near one of the benches with her legs tucked up under her, completely removed from the game unfolding around her. She couldn’t have been more than sixteen, with dark hair pulled into a loose braid and a thick book resting against her knees. When I glanced closer, I recognized the cover immediately. Harry Potter. I smiled without meaning to. “Lily doesn’t care much for golf,” Mr. Winchester said quietly when he noticed where I was looking. “S

I smile sadly and add one last comment. “And I’ll ask you one last time. What are you going to ask me tonight?” I unlock my door and I’m about to swing it open when footsteps behind me have me whirling around. Harry is standing at the bottom of my steps. He looks exhausted and miserable. He is wearing a hoodie and has it pulled up over his head, like he’s trying to hide himself away. He has his arms wrapped around himself in what I imagine is meant to be a self comforting motion. I stare at him, waiting for him to say something, anything. His arms drop to his sides and he stares at his feet."

The full detail of what happens is in Harry and Brooke's book! ^ I really hope that makes sense aha.