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Harry and Leo toured Disneyland like age mates, screaming and jumping whenever they saw the Disney characters in real life. Leo's favorite was the beast, and he kept trying to engage in a fight with him. “Come on boy, don't be a modern day Gaston, relax and you'll get Belle”, Harry said to the little man. Harry's favorite character was Maleficent from Sleeping Beauty. She was all over the place, throwing belittling insults at everyone that she could and surging laughter from the crowd.

Suddenly her brother's body turned green and went up in flames. "No," she cried in a voice mixed with sadness and relief."What's happening?" "Who is she" Vador asked staring at the little damsel.She was beautiful,he thought,her eyes were green and her hair red . She was dressed in a short red gown that made her look like a real damsel. "She must be the daughter of Francis,the council's secretary," Aleister replied. "And who are you," Ava spat. "Let's just say your worst nightmare. I'm the dark lord"

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:45 AM Larry Potter was doing a fine impression of a fish outside the water at the moment. What he just saw was some very amazing stuff, even when magic is taken into account. But then, he only knew this magic world for a little more than a year, so he didn't have much of a base to compare. Larry Potter then looked at his Head of House, and paused. Even if she was not doing a fish outside the water impression, she was looking at Erik with wide eyes.

But due to the appearance of the lady boss, I had thought Draco was changing, but it seems he was still the feared devil in the underworld. I could already hear the heart wrenching screams as soon as we got out of the elevator and entered the corridor, making our way to the room at the end of the hallway. The pungent smell of blood and sweat and rotten body parts due to wounds on some of the prisoners that were left untreated filled our nostrils, but Draco seemed unfazed as he took calculated and controlled steps towards the door. Draco made his way to the huge chair that was reserved for him anytime he came around to watch and sat down like a king. Only that he looked like the king of hell.

A young man walke dinnand by the tattoo on the side of his neck, I knew it was the guy that delivered h third box. He bent and looked at me in the face “You might know them, but do you know me?” He asked.. He looked vaguely familiar.. He chuckled at the confusion in my face.. I looked back at Desiree who was too weak to look up. It felt like she wasn't even breathing at all.. “I'm Harry, the one who Desiree loved before meeting you, a very rich and handsome man!”. “Oh so you think you are the star of the show, well are you MichealAngelo, i need him to come meet as a msn, i need to meet zadok tell him to come!”.

“What is so funny about Harry Potter?” “Do you know how much your mother loves Harry Potter? Those are her books.” She sets the book down and looks at me with disbelief. “No they’re not.” “Ask her. I promise you. I can tell you she is house HufflePuff and her patronus is a wolf. And she knew that before she knew of the magical world.” “Mine is a dog,” she replies and goes back to reading.

He sat down, opened his notebook and started sketching. What he was sketching,he didn't know but his hands moved over the paper. His pencil just drew something he didn't know and wouldn't know until he was finished. He also couldn't see that his eyes were now glowing blue. How could he? At the end of his sketch, he looked at his work. It was the sea dweller. A perfect image of Cordelia with a crown atop her head. He flipped a few pages. The book was filled with previous sketches of Cordelia, a princess, A queen, A captain and a few other characters. The topics of Harry's dreams.

Harold got up from the couch and pulled his phone out. "Can I order a pizza??" "Eat something healthy king." "Please." "Okay." Helen sighed. He dialed and within a minute they picked up his call. "A medium size peri peri pizza." "Sure sir, to where??" The man on the phone asked. Harold gave him the address details. "Sure sir, your delivery will reach in half an hour and what's your full name sir??" "Harold Delacourt. " Harold responded. Helen's whole demeanor changed as still the Delacourt name was attached to Harold. She didn't have the nerve to tell Harold about the divorce thing and about his very own father's deeds.

"The note read, Dear whoever is reading this, you urgently need to get ahold of the police when you find this note, my name is Freya Edwards I'm being held captive by a man called Anthony Richards. He's allowed me to go shopping with him so this was my only chance to ask someone for help, he's keeping us not far from this shop in a huge house, I can't write much as he'll find out but please again give this to the proper people" Jacob finishes reading the letter which makes tears form in Blake's eyes just to hear the words that Freya wrote, but Jacob wasn't finished "we checked the security footage and found this" he says turning a tv on to show an aisle in a shop.

Jules agreed. “Jules!” Someone called from the stables, and Harry and Jules crossed to meet them. It wasn’t someone that Harry knew, an older man, and a human, Harry realized as they drew close. “Would you have a look at you!” The man stared at Jules. “You look as if you’ve lost twenty years. Is that a werewolf thing?” “A vampire thing,” Harry replied when they saw that Jules was lost and struggling. They smiled their most charming smile and extended their hand. “I’m Harry, Jules’ partner.”