Evan Rosier Harry Potter Novels & Stories

[Rosalynd] “Rosie! You are magical!!” Slone says slowly, grabbing me by the shoulders and shaking me with each word as we leave Evander’s house, new keys in hand. “You just want to see magic everywhere,” I assure her. “I’m just me, Rosie Reid. Nothing special here.” “I have been in this forest a THOUSAND times and not once have I found that trail.” She points to the dirt path that leads to Evander’s lush garden.

Like we'd turned a chaotic spill into a moment we could both survive. When the last of the mess was gone and the dining room smelled faintly of lemon cleaner, Harry leaned against the counter, arms crossed, looking at me with that familiar, infuriating half‑smile. "So," he said, "about that 'lover boy' thing…" I rolled my eyes, feeling a grin play on my lips despite myself trying to play hard. "You're impossible, you know that?" He shrugged, wanting to act nonchalant. "Just keep you on your toes, Rosie."

Harry without saying anything motioned his bodyguard who nodding his head attached the USB with the laptop that was connected with the projector and a video started playing. The same video of Eva throwing the coffee on Rose's hand and Everyone saw it was on purpose. There was no voice so they didn't hear what they talked but from what they saw it was obvious Eva wanted to harm Rose so she couldn't prepare the designs yet she did and better than Eva's. "I am sorry sir I didn't mean to do it. It's Mrs. Stroke who made me do it. I am sorry sir. Rosaline. I am sorry I am so sorry." Eva tried to walk towards Rose but earning a cold look from Harry she stepped back looking down.

That wasn't a good sign at all. "Michaelson," Jordan called. "Your order is ready." He said, handing the pastries to me. "Thank you. Could you hold it for a bit, I'm coming." I said and hurriedly left him without hearing his response. I needed to do some damage control. I scanned the room and eventually found Rosa standing in one of the booths. I walked up to her but was shocked at the scene before me. Harry was all over another girl, making out with no care for the world. I was dumbfounded both by his behaviour and by Rosa's reaction.

She felt that the room was warm and silent, which reassured her that Callie was calm. “Don’t you want to meet them?” Kim asks Callie as she gestures her hand towards the doorway where Harry and Merry were. As soon as Rose turned to their direction, Harry felt something unusual with her since she didn’t seemed like the same as she was before. He noticed how her eyes were distant and disinterested with what was going on around her and he couldn’t even tell who the alter was. “They are your friends.” Kim cooed. Harry dismissed that thought and smiled, “Hi Rose! It's me, Harry. I am so glad that we were able to see each other again.” He tells her as he walks inside her room with America.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

Harry should be an extraordinary person given he was Bo’s nephew. “So, you’re Harry. My name’s Skylar Cooper, and it is a pleasure to meet you.” “Harry, we’ll be relying on you for protection in Southrive from now on.” The group instantly started kissing Harry’s toes, especially the women. Hearing the numerous greetings, Harry smiled and said, “Don’t mention it. You’re all friends of Stella and Kevan so you’re my friends too. Just let me know if you need anything.” “Thank you, Harry!”

“Are you related to Prince Harry? Have you met him?” I could no longer suppress my groan. Besides Harry Styles and Niall Horan, my best friend was also obsessed with Prince Harry. She watched the royal wedding countless times and even recorded it. “No,” Frazier shook his head. “I don’t think we’re related. “I think she was sent to an asylum or something. Tyler’s dad, I mean our high school principal, informed Rosie’s parents and they sorted it out.” Jess shook her head as if trying to shake the images in her mind. “Anyway, you have not told me how you became a Directioner,” Jess quickly changed the subject.

Hearing this Harry paused, seemingly realizing that he had given himself away. Everyone only asked him if he had seen my child. No one had told him if it was a boy or a girl. He looked around nervously and stammered, “Evan, I’m just guessing.” “It’s look like I should push you harder.” He was saying that Evan gestured to his bodyguards. Immediately, four bodyguards step forward. They took Harry down, grabbed his ankle, and turned him upside down. Then they stuffed his head into the toilet bowl again.

So, I reluctantly handed the task of dealing with Roy over to Harry and walked over to the bar to pour myself a drink straight from the bottle. Harry approached Roy, whose leg had now completely disappeared. Taking up a blade previously used by Peter, Harry aimed directly at Roy's neck, preparing to sever his head without giving him a chance to wait for death. Ethan, as an extra precaution, set up a protective barrier to prevent Roy from escaping, though the likelihood of that happening was slim to none at this point because Roy had exhausted all his strength enduring the pain caused by the magic potion, and now he lay helpless, allowing Harry to proceed with the execution.