Fanfic Harry Potter Novels & Stories

That caught his attention for sure. Sharon was one of the weird people too. She loved anything that had something to do with BL fanfiction. Liam had previously learned what that was from a conversation they had when Sharon was doing her daily life snooping. To say she was excited when she found out Liam was gay would be an understatement. She always exaggerates everything, but who was he to judge? “There’s this nightclub called Blood Bank. I heard there were vampires there. It's where kinky things go down.” Becky looked at Sharon questionly. “Yeah right, that's just a rumor.”

She was slowly becoming agitated as Harry kept on staring at her and waiting for a reply. "That was a long time ago, Harry, how would you expect me to remember?" Harry raised an eyebrow, staring at her suspiciously. If there was one thing he was certain about, his little girl would never ever forget her favorite book. She talked about it a lot and it seems she read the book more than fifty times. Harry remembewred the fact that she used to explain the book to him, hook line and synced. "Well, it's Throne of glass..." He replied , still looking her up suspiciously.

Naomi's POV About half an hour after everyone left for the party I glued myself in front of the computer. I sat there patiently while rereading the fourth harry potter book. Time ticked by quicker than I expected it to and before I knew it there was only 45 minutes until the books went on sale. I had my card ready and I was logged in on my phone ready brag about getting a copy. As I refreshed the F******k page of the fanclub I was in new post from the other members who were excited to purchase the series popped up, people even started their own countdown.

{Diane} I arranged my books into my bag quickly, controlling myself from bursting out at Harry, and if his hot girlfriend says anything vexatious to support him, I'm gonna snap at her too. What exactly am I to someone like Harry Michaelson? Am I just a fucking game to him because this whole relationship thing was built with a full plan, everything we show the world is staged. We know within us that this is not real and despite that, deep down I still ask myself; Is there a possiblity that I mean something more to Harry?

It means a great deal to me! ＊ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ "And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her." — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead It had been Friday night when my friends and I had gone to the club. It was a good plan to keep Hunter off my mind. I had been ignoring him since Christmas. He had sent me a dozen of texts but I refused to read or reply to them. It was better this way.

I don't need to wear thick clothes because it's cold, nor do I need to bring a parasol because of the sun's sizzling hot Today, I will practice controlling wind magic particles so that I can fly using a broom-like in the Harry Potter movies. And at the same time, I'll search two wandering fairies who didn't report the progress of the task I gave them the other day and only ate blind salaries! Anyway, I was just thinking how pleasant this moment is, until, Hayden came to have breakfast together! 'Unlucky. Why does he want to have breakfast together after we often eat dinner together?'

Andreas asked. "Anything as long as it is not horror. "She said seriously. Andreas laughed but not compiled. He started the Harry Potter series. He looked at the girl and saw how her face light up. God, His Wife, is genuinely breathtaking. Andreas could still feel Lia's lips on his. They surpassed every fantasy he ever had. But they would look much better wrapped around his-stop! What's wrong with you, Andreas smith!

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He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

She had insisted on helping me do it but I had bluntly refused. She was almost at the verge of tears as she watched me throughout the entire process, lending a hand at any chance she got. It wouldn't be special if I let her do everything. “Xander?” I called from outside the closed door to his bedroom, holding the offering. I opened the door when I didn't get any response and I saw him seated at the edge of his bed, reading a novel. “Harry Potter!” I exclaimed, hastening my steps towards him. “That's my absolute favorite. I didn't know you read.”