Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Age In First Book

Wearing his cute kindergarten uniform to his baby pictures, Alice was fully entertained. It was until she flips on the second last page is when she sees Harry at the family fountain. He looks like he was around 6 to 7 when a young girl his age was beside him. Standing and smiling, happy to be beside Harry seeing her eyes was on him the entire time. Caramel-brown hair, baggy but expensive-looking clothes, nerdy exterior... It didn’t take her long to realize that the feature of the girl is definitely... “Is this girl Emily? The one next to Harry? Do you know her?”

Dawn remarked when she wandered into the room one day after class to see the first Harry Potter book in the brunette’s hands. “Hadn’t had time to finish it”, Lena said. She set her book aside and picked up Goblet of Fire “I’ve marked the page you were on”, she told Dawn as she held it out to her. The teen smiled, took the book from Lena and relaxed onto her bed to start reading. Lena picked up where she left off in the novel. ~0~

I shot her a glare. "Really, I spent nine years of my life ingesting one of your wretched potions and this is what you say to me?!" She shrugged. "When did the second potion come into play?" I prompted. "After nine years, your father found a suitable mate for you, Harry. I placed the attraction spell on him and your father gave you a mixture of an attraction and suppression potion for six months until you turned 18 and Harry magically walked into the picture. You made eye contact and boom!!! You two fell in love, marked each other and were supposed to live happily ever after, but well… you know what happened."

At least Harry had it easy, he didn't have to suffer for three years before he could start dating Ginny! I am talking of course of Harry Potter who shares the same birthday with me, just like my favourite author J K Rowling! But I guess I am more like Ginny who had a crush on Harry for five years before Harry became wise enough to realize who his soulmate was. How simple life would be, if it followed the same pattern as events from your favourite books. Since I never found the courage to open up to Vic, nor found any whiff of interest from him about me, I found my outlet in books.

"Look at her. She's so young and looks like a college student. You're already in your thirties. I don't have to call her little sister-in-law." Harry frowned. "Is Charles trying to tell me that he's old?" "Don't call me that in the future." Harry would never admit that he was old. However, he had to admit that Stacy really looked young. Charles smacked his lips twice. "Fine. Eight years old is not a big difference. Just when she was ten years old, you were already an adult. When she was an adult, you... weren't that big..." In the face of the spring breeze-like smile of Shang Harry, he immediately changed "you are old" to "not big". He was afraid of the spring breeze, and the next moment, it

He mutters, scanning thoroughly through the device for my bio-data. “Woops. Finally. Hermione Circe Crofus?” The man calls as my picture pops up on the device' screen. “Yes sir.” I say calming my breath. For a moment I thought my profile wouldn't be seen... “You do not fit in the criteria for the king's banquet.” He tells me impassively “I do not fit in? What's that supposed to mean?” I laugh nervously “It says here that you are thirteen years old.” The man answers “Thirteen years old?! That's not possible... I am sixteen years old, not thirteen!” I exclaim.

I pulled my hands away from his and shook my head, not wanting to believe what he was saying. “No,” I said, still shaking my head. “I don’t have magic. I would know if I had magic.” “Not necessarily,” Joseph said; he was still searching my face with his eyes, and I was feeling claustrophobic. It felt like I couldn’t breathe, and I had to take deep breaths to steady myself. “Witches don’t get their full powers until they are 25. However, they can start practicing magic when they are 21.” I was 23. I don’t feel as if I had magic inside of me. What he was saying wasn’t making any sense, so I kept shaking my head.

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pu

Harry replied calmly. The other warrior put an arm around Harry's neck and shook his red hair. "Ah, it annoys me that you're still too young legally to drink!" Harry shrugged and smiled through his teeth: "Technically, Old Al won't say anything. As far as he's concerned, as long as you manage to turn into a wolf, you're an adult. It's just a promise I made to Alpha Wayne, and I promised him that I would live as a teen for as long as possible until I came of age." Harry immediately fell silent. He had said too much.

Harry takes up the space on my other side, his eyes roaming over me as he tries to figure out this invisible injury that I must have and I squeak out, “It’s happening.” “No, no, no,” He murmurs, shaking his head in the panic that I felt when I realized the truth and he says, “It’s not the right time. You’re not 18.” Archer looks up at Harry, confusion taking over his face as he asks, “What does her age have to do with anything?” I let out a long painful groan as I clench at my stomach, knowing the shift must happen soon. It has too, right? Harry looks panicked as his eyes move back and forth between us, not sure if he should protect my secret or reveal the truth to Archer.