Evan Rosier Harry Potter Novels & Stories

The door to the lounge next-door opened, and Wanda walked past just as the waiter pushed the food cart through the entryway. Inside, Heather caught a glimpse of Wanda's silhouette and found it familiar. "I just don't know what to do. Harry asks for his mother as soon as he wakes up, and Evan's been so caught up in his brooding that he doesn't care about the company or Harry." Heather's close friends from college were gathered at the table. "No wonder I thought the couple who's been trending on the news looked so familiar! Evan was the man in the pictures!" "What trending news?" Someone fished out their phone.

He smiled "It's nice to finally meet you." "Mrs Kingston." I smiled at her and she just snorted at me. Okay, that just happened. "Mom! Be nice!" Eros hissed at his mom as he took the seat next to me. "Harry just texted me, he said he'll be a little late." Rose said as she placed her phone on the table. "Then we should start without him. He'd meet up." Jade said as she took her seat on the right side of Rose.

He hadn't packed plenty, just a few things here and there including his camera and laptop, those were the essentials. He was surprised to see that it wasn't gated but grateful for it nonetheless, this would make his presence and even more shocking surprise. When he got to the front door, he sucked in a deep breath and pressed the doorbell. For a moment, nothing happened and he frowned. He was sure that he'd texted his father earlier this morning that he was on his way coming. Evan sighed and moved to hit it again when the door flew open revealing the man of his nightmares. Harry Rochester stood there, wide-eyed as he blinked at him. Evan swallowed the pang that hit his chest and managed a wo

Harry sighed in self pity, but Eva chuckled when she heard him. “I have a task for you. Are you free right now?" She asked. “Finally, you called directly when needing a favor instead of calling my father to inform me." Harry remarked. " TG, for fuck sake, stop getting in front of me or else I would kill you.” Eva heard Harry's loud voice. He was probably talking to his partner. " You should really stop playing those online video games and find a real job to do.” Eva scolded him with a frown on her face.

"Harry Potter, huh?" Rosie's cheeks warmed up as she took the book back. "For old times sake." Anthony's eyes lit up as he looked down at her, a warm and easy smile resting on his face. "Personally, my preference lies with the Half Blood Prince." Rosie's eyebrows raised in surprise. "You... like Harry Potter?" "Who doesn't?" He chuckled, tilting his head. "Although I will sheepishly admit that I have only watched the movies and not read the books."

Harry's voice was colored with guilt when he answered, "Who else could it be? You're exhausted, Rosie. Why don't you take a break? Let's not argue about this." Rosalie suddenly grabbed Harry's collar with a manic look in her eyes. "You're lying!" she screamed hysterically. "You're not the one who saved me! You lied to me for so many years! Fold a paper crane for me right now! I want to see you do it!" Harry's fingers were trembling when he tried to fold a paper crane. However, he couldn't even fold the basic shape. Rosalie looked incredibly disappointed. She closed her eyes and said, "Get out. Get out right now. I never want to see you again."

Because of that, I'd saved enough to gain a foothold in the incredibly expensive werewolf kingdom. After watching Toby board the academy carriage, I pulled my coat tighter and turned to head home. Suddenly, a familiar voice rang out behind me, rough and travel-worn, "Harper." I turned around stiffly. Sure enough, it was Evan. He looked far more worn down than before. His once-immaculate cloak was wrinkled, stubble shadowed his jaw, and dark circles rimmed his eyes. And yet, Evan still looked devastatingly handsome even in that state.

“I think that we have their road names. Athos, Porthos and Aramis.” The man considered it for a moment, then he smiled. “I like it. I’ll have Absalom order them.” His attention then turned to Evie. “I’m the president, Toad. Don’t think I’ve seen you around before. Ink usually doesn’t bring playmates around.” “Evelyn Reagan. Miss Reagan in my history class. Friends call me Evie.” He took her offered hand and blushed a little. “Didn’t mean to embarrass you.” “This is the teacher that said Pussy Control.” The newly christened Porthos declared.

"Aiissss, don't bring up people's romance, boss. After all, Evan doesn't want to be with me. This boss is nothing!” I chuckled looking at Lis's flushed face, Lis was two years above me. But even though he's older, he still likes cockroaches. Because in fact Evan—the man Lis likes—is 5 years younger than Lis. But I don't mind it, because I know they both like each other. It's just that Evan is too rigid and never wants to admit his jealousy when Lis is close to other people. For example, Harry who is currently also in his room. "What is wrong?" Harry, who had just reached the top floor, immediately asked because all eyes were on him.

Rosie pleaded with a smile. "Auntie, I've already told you that Harry doesn't have the ability to become a manager at Montgo Group. Besides, didn't Harry say he's getting married to his girlfriend? If their relationship ends just because he can't become a manager, then it's better off without such a relationship," Vivienne replied firmly, refusing to give in.