Game Of Thrones And Harry Potter Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Tyrion is her boyfriend and she abducted me. I looked up at her. “I know Tyrion as the Alpha Prince’s Beta, but I have nothing in common with him.” “He was your childhood friend, so quit lying.” I nodded. “Agreed! We were friends but not anymore. We don't even cross each other's path.” I swallowed hard. “I have never spoken to him, so please let me go. I will avoid him if he dares approach me—we have nothing in common.”

"Yeah nothing huge, Grayson just planned it as he was leaving. I guess he wants to inform everyone of whats going on in-person" I nodded in agreement before I slipped back underneath the warm blankets and reached for the remote. True to her word, Brynn and I enjoyed a full day of nothing but movies and food. We were a quarter of a way through Harry Potter and the goblet of fire when Grayson walked through the bedroom door, his face held an amused expression as he arched one of his eyebrows at us. "So, this is what you two have done all day?", he asked. "No. We also watched the first three films in the franchise and took a house quiz. I'm a Slytherin and Laila's a Hufflepuff!", Brynn added tr

I’m sorry, but I can’t. He shook off the memories as he helped Holly with her luggage. Opening the door, he flipped on the hall light to reveal two excited dogs barking and dancing excitedly in front of them. Matt crouched in front of the canines. “This is Arya, and this is Sansa.” The two mutts—he thought they were part lab, part setter, and part who knew what—wagged their tails so hard they were in danger of falling over. Holly leaned down to pet Arya, who snuffled. “Game of Thrones fan?”

THIRD PERSON'S POV:- Moon hid the Teddy bear inside his shirt and went towards the mansion. He noticed someone standing by the wall. He had tears in his eyes. It was the same man who had called Dabria's teddy a cockroach. "She is already suffering a lot just to make my brother realise how much she loves him. My brother is blind, will you be blind either after seeing her love? You called it a cockroach while you don't even know that she made it with her own hands. You didn't see her skipping her meals when she was sewing this for Zeus. You can only see its size. Because that is how you measure love. Don't make it even harder for her. Stay away from her. Or I will make you stay away from her."

He tried to soothe me with patience and tenderness, whispering, "I love you, Leah. I want to give you everything in this world." "I want nothing but you," I whispered back, embarrassed by the depth of my sudden revelation. "I want to give you a child and make us a family." "Let's start over," he whispered in my ear, his breath warm against my neck. "This time, please don't run away from me." The car came to a sudden stop. "Did you see that?!" Jorah turned to us, a mischievous grin and a giddy look on his face. Behind us, a line of overturned cars blazed in flames. "I got rid of all of them!"

It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series. "I told you to come as Ron!" Leia shouted dramatically when she took sight of her fake boyfriend. Alice immediately knew that this would lead to a fight. And boy, she was not wrong. "I told you I don't like Ron!" "How could you not like him!" "You just want me to be Ron so everyone will know we're dating! You dressed as Hermione!" "How dare you assume that!" A guy suddenly blocked Alice's view of her quarreling friends. He was not wearing a shirt, and Alice could see the trail of alcohol running down the man's hairy and bulky chest. It was not a good sight.

A mighty growl startled me. " Don't touch my mate. She. Is. Mine," Aerys growled. I groaned, hating that he thought of me as his, like I was some property. I left Harry's side and went to Aerys. I wouldn't want him to attack or go ballistic like last time. Harry raised his hand, showing he meant no harm. Aerys placed the black coat he brought on my shoulder. I murmured, thanks. He kissed my temple, making my heart skip a bit. A possessive alpha and a stubborn vampire princess. How did we get paired?

After them came a spearman in a lioncrested helm, an older man with a limp, a Braavosi sellsword, a . "Harwin?" Arya whispered. It was! Under the beard and the tangled hair was the face of Hullen's son, who used to lead her pony around the yard, ride at quintain with Jon and Robb, and drink too much on feast days. He was thinner, harder somehow, and at Winterfell he had never worn a beard, but it was him-her father's man. "Harwin!" Squirming, she threw herself forward, trying to wrench free of Lem's iron grip. "It's me," she shouted, "Harwin, it's me, don't you know me, don't you?" The tears came, and she found herself weeping like a baby, just like some stupid little girl. "Harwin, it's me!

I smirked. He swung the blade and slashed my arm. I slashed his face in return. He kicked and swung. You could tell he was becoming irritated. I twirled and kicked the knife right out of his hand. He headbutted me, grabbing my right arm with the blade and lifting it. His right hand went around my throat gripping it tightly. Have you ever seen that scene in Games of Thrones, where Arya kills the Night King? That’s exactly what I did. I dropped my blade catching it with my left hand and plunged it right into his abdomen, making sure I twisted it with his intestines curling with it.

ARIA I had an odd and disturbing dream. It was nothing like my terrifying vision of Tyrion and me, but it still left my heart wildly pounding and my body tense. In my dream, I was merely an observer. I saw two little, smiling girls, and somehow I knew that it was Harriet and her sister. Harriet had her brown hair tied in a cute ponytail while her red-haired sister's hair was braided. They both wore similar dark-gray dresses with long sleeves, resembling the long robes the coven witches had. They were running through a flowery meadow. Then, they stopped to spin around among the flowers. At one moment, a butterfly sat on Harriet's finger. Harmony tried to touch it, but the butterfly flew away.