Funny Harry Potter Jokes Novels & Stories

She exclaimed with a look of exaggerated surprise. Zavian sighed heavily, impatience clear in his tone. "What now?" Emmeline pursed her lips, trying and failing to suppress her laughter. "Why haven't I noticed until now that you look like Harry Potter?" She burst into a fit of giggles then, hugging her midsection. "Zavian Potter!" she crowed gleefully, tipping her head back. Her laughter echoed through the office. Zavian simply stared at her in bemused silence as she continued to dissolve into hysterics over her silly joke.

I internally laugh at my own lame joke but let my smile linger on the outside. "Have a seat, it seems like you're both just coming from a really good party" Harry says, his smile pulling up a wrinkle. Liam and I take our seats. "It wasn't really a good one" Liam shakes his head and it makes Harry laugh. Harry claps, "So what would you both like? Anything to eat or drink, you know I don't like my guest visiting on an empty stomach. Needless to say my family" Harry weirdly adds a lot of stress pronouncing the word family and I notice his eyes landing on me.

Skull, as usual, was a disaster. “It is not ‘smiley,’ you idiot. It is a simile,” Harry corrected him between fits of laughter. Skull looked confused. “But that is what I said.” Harry and Rohan laughed even harder. Jaxon rolled his eyes and looked up at the ceiling, as if praying for patience. He finished what was left of his beer and stood up to get another one from the kitchen. Just as he opened the fridge, he heard a crash behind him. He let out a slow breath and rubbed his forehead. What did they break this time?

Alive. "Okay, just fine," Harry chuckled, rubbing his fat hands. “Now let’s see what your puppies say…” For a few minutes, Harry typed intently, snorted, then began to laugh, reading aloud especially liked moments. And then something pissed him off. He didn't say what, just slammed the laptop shut, tossed it on a chair, and looked at Kit with eyes filled with malice. Probably, according to the rules of the game, now he will begin to punish her?

What the fuck happened to that? “B-but –!” he spluttered, “We match!” “No, you don't. You two looked like you're going to a fucking funeral with all that black like it was some inside joke and it's not even funny!” Harry complained, tossing a dark blue hoodie his way, “Wear this instead and look like Jack Frost!” He grunted, “Why do I have to look like Jack Frost?” “Well, duh!” Harry stuck his tongue out, “Because he’s hot!”

SCARLETT'S POV. I was completely right. The party was boring as hell, and from the looks of things we weren't even near done here. And then even worse, the annoying as fuck MC who thoughts his jokes were so funny but they were obviously not, had been wasting so much time on the third segment of the programme which was jokes and riddles, that I almost threw my shoe at him. If I heard one more uncle joke coming from his mouth, I could just do it right there, damning all the consequences.

Room 709 was on the same floor, so he easily found it, and… Harvey was laughing out loud. "You really fell for it, Isaac Jefferson?!" The Isaac he knew was shrewd and would never fall for something like this, but this Isaac was dumb enough to come! Harvey actually felt his belly hurting from laughing. "I didn't think that you could be this stupid!" Isaac leveled him an icy look and warned, "Joke about her again and I'll make your death a horrible one." With that, he turned and started to leave.