Harry Potter Age Range Novels & Stories

They also have different creatures and monsters, so I remember myself with them. “Which part are you in?” Zion asked. “I don't exactly know the title, but it was when Harry Potter was on his teenager days …” I replied. “Maybe the second one or the third one? The Prisoner of the Azkaban or The Order of the Phoenix. Have you finished what you were watching before?” “Yeah, why?” He gave me a smile. “Let's watch the next series together, okay?” “But I thought so? You're done with that, right?”

“What? “Uhm, Madam Puddifoot? From Harry Potter? In Hogsmeade Village?” “You like Harry Potter?” Jackson replies with a chuckle. “I saw the movies when I was a child, but I have not thought of them much since, I suppose.” Monica’s smile is bright as she admits, “I love them. I watch all eight movies at least once a year and lost count of how many times I have also read the books years ago. But the first time I read them was with my mom, and we both fell in love with the stories.” “Who’s your favorite? Harry?”

I finish the financial spreadsheets whilst humming to myself to drown out the packs goings on. I complete the orders for the perishables whilst listening to Lilith singing to Lora as they remain in the bedroom where she feels safe and sound. I look at the applications from the minors for the warriors. Most are turning eighteen soon and I have a rule if they are between seventeen and eighteen that I'll make a decision based on their behaviour within the pack on the recent years. There's four of them, and only one has been troublesome. But I hope accepting him alongside his peers might give him the guidance he needs to stand up and be something more than a trouble maker.

she said. “What?” he asked, struggling to contain the roar inside him. “I’m only twenty-one, but you’re what? Fifty or something. You’re old.” He glared at her, angry at her words. Her hands shook as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. Yes, he was nearing over fifty in age, but he looked no older than thirty. Werewolves and most of the sectors in the paranormal community aged slowly when they grew into their powers or ability. Witches were known for being thousands of years old but not looking a day over twenty-five.

Perhaps he was a few hundred years old. Maybe even the other elders would know him. Herwig immediately asked, "Who are you, Elder? How can you be so powerful?" "Elder?" Henry was startled. Anna was stunned for a moment, too, but soon guessed a possibility. Herwig must have thought that Harry was old but looked young. Herwig saw how surprised Henry was. He said, "You're not that young, are you?" Everyone understood when he said that. Kurt was still muttering secretly earlier. At that moment, he finally understood why the other party looked so young but had terrifying skills.

Two months went by and we were also a week away from Matt's 18th birthday. The man loves to read, so I decided to buy him the complete series of Harry Potter. He loves the books more than the movies. He couldn't afford the whole series, so this is the perfect gift. And also, the wand. He is a Potter head. I saw him walking to his locker, I ran towards him and jumped on his back. "There she is." He chuckled. "You're almost eighteen." I said while hugging him. He's older than us for a few months.

The kids have amused expressions on their faces, not bothering to even cover them up. "He is rude, annoying, and disrespectful to me." "He's a kid, Harry. He has to be all those things. Just admit that you're being a paranoid, overprotective father." Sir Smith drawls again. Harry ignores him again. The cycle repeats itself. There's no dull day with this family of mine. "You will not be kissing him or any other boy until you're thirty." Harry points at Lilah, and her jaw drops. She huffs, then crosses one arm over the other, folding her arms.

“You can take your hand back. You want to ask me anything?" "How old are you?" Duncan Hiddleston lifted his shirt and wiped the puddle of saliva and blood from his hands. “Just wanted to ask this.” She turned her scornful eyes on Duncan Hiddleston. “I have a lot of time to ask you questions, but not a lot of time to wait for your answers.” "I'm 15 this year. Not 17 or 20. My age can't remember clearly anymore." She stammered in response. “What are the responsibilities of the people here?”

As I mentioned before, Witches' powers begin to develop when we're 18. As soon as midnight hits on our 18th birthday we literally come into them and we have no idea what they'll be. We could develop one or more, and we'll almost certainly develop more the older we get.

Ava explained everything with her cute little voice, looking down in sadness that he might not talk to her after hearing that she is a little girl, "What is your age, Ava?" Harry asked in curiousness, "I... I am 5... but I will be a bigger girl soon and you don't have to worry about that" Ava said, trying her best not to make Harry dislike him. Harry started to laugh seeing her cute expression and said "You are so cute! and don't worry, I won't stop talking to you because of that! but how about just call me Harry and don't use anything in front of it".