Evan Rosier Harry Potter Novels & Stories

“Rosie's your daughter?” Henry asked, glancing at my Mum. She nodded, brows furrowing in confusion. “Rosie Alphonse?” Mum's eyebrow rose up a fraction. “You…” she paused, eyes moving from me to Henry. “Do you know each other?” “Of course,” Henry said, with a slight smile. “Rosie was my student at Harvard College…. Remember,” he pressed. “The one I told you I was a Professor at, three years ago.”

came the voice of his assistant, Harry. Harry was a serious-minded and total nerd kind of guy with the glasses and everything but Drew liked him because he always helped out whenever he screwed things up, he guessed he could call him his lifesaver. With that Drew stood up in alarm, he was the course representative of Programming 202. No matter how much he partied, he never missed a class. "Just tell him I'll be there soon. I and the guys went out last night for Evans party and we had too much to drink." He could just imagine Harry frown as he said that, he had never been the party type and even after being invited to the party, he declined.

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

The girls had also asked about how his classes had gone during the morning and he updated them. Erik had just taken a sip from his cup, when he heard hasty footsteps. He looked at the door and saw a brown bush-haired girl with Gryffindor colors entering the room and freezing as soon as she entered. She looked around the 'new' classroom with wide and curious eyes, and then she saw Erik sitting behind the Professor's desk sipping his coffee. While she was staring at him with wide eyes, two other males students, a black haired one and a red haired one, entered the classroom. Erik recognized the black haired one, it was Harry Potter. Both male students stopped behind the female one and were pant

Rosie's POV I furrowed my eyes, more jinxed as I didn't seem to get what they were saying yet. "Why did you appear shirtless? You know you're the very thing that...argh! Harry can't you just stop making mistakes?" What? I didn't make clear of that part as her voice seems to blur out a bit. "She knows nothing aria, stop panicking" Harry says calmly and soon, I heard footsteps towards the day which led me to hastily run and hide at a corner.

I patted the mattress, scooting on the side to give space for him. “Have you done this before?” he asked, doing what I asked. My head swayed, my hair following my movements with the force of my negative response. “Good.” Good? My brows twisted up questioningly, lips pressing in a thin line. Honey-hued eyes gaze at me with pure curiosity. I’m losing myself in their magnetic intensity. Evan smirked tellingly, which made me even bolder. He’s damn challenging me. I got the playful Evan, and damn, did he look absolutely edible.

He said that that was because of the enormous amount of magic it held and that he could help neutralize that so I didn't have to worry about getting zapped. The rose really was like a magnet, I felt drawn towards its powerful healing magic, Evin then told me to touch one of the petals, he then took my other hand in his while touching the petal with his free hand. The rose began to glow and then we were suddenly surrounded by a halo of blackness, the rose gleamed deep blue along with Evin's eyes. ********

“Ms. Evans, we were just discussing how the masterpiece of JK Rowling contain absolutely no swear words except in the last book, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, when Molly Weasley swears at Bellatrix Lestrange for duelling with her daughter Ginny.” “Absolutely!” Ms. Evans said enthusiastically and continued fangirling about Harry Potter. Lucas rolled his eyes and turned to Zehra who was looking at him in incredulity. “What?” “Nothing, who would’ve thought that our quarterback was a potterhead.” “Oh shut up. Show me this godda–” “Don’t swear,” she whispered this time. "Why?!" "I don't like people swearing," “Ok show me this e-mail. Now.” Zehra took her phone and showed him the e-mail. H

But before we could go any deeper, a knock at the door interrupted us, causing us to pull away. " Did the guys come back? " I frowned as Chris got up to answer it. Our surprise was complete when we saw Harry standing outside. He had purple bruises under his eyes and looked very tired. Christian looked speechless as he stared at his friend, and I stood up, walking to the door. " What are you doing here? " I frowned. " I'm sorry if I disturbed you, but I really need to talk to someone or my head will explode," he let out in his accent, "I know I'm probably the last person you'd want to see, Rose, but…”

Rose said while smiling at her. Rita came to her and hugged her. "Come sit with us." Rose and her mother sat on the couch. They talked for some time. Rose was talking when she saw Pack doctor Harry was also there. Rita told her, "It is a get together. Dad invited Harry too because Harry has a good relationship with us. He even treated you." Rose felt nervous because her mom told her that Harry wanted to meet her after she woke up but she refused it. She knew Harry doubted something that time about her wolf.