Harry Potter Aged Novels & Stories

He said and turned then he left but Harry stayed looking slightly worried. “How old are you right now Chris?” He asked and I furrowed wondering what type of question that was. “19, I’ll be 20 soon…I guess- “Fuck!” He cursed under his breath and then scoffed. “Chris, you’re twenty freaking six and you’re about to turn 27” He stated and I furrowed. “So, don’t tell me you forgot more than 6-7 years' worth of memory?” He had his jaw to the ground which was pretty scary for me honestly but I can’t wrap my head around it, 6years' worth of memory. Harry sighed and stared at me pitifully.

Aurora’s P.O.V He froze for a beat. Just a beat. But that hesitation spoke volumes. His mouth opened and closed once, then again, and finally, with a resigned sigh, he mumbled, “It wasn’t like that. We all know witches can’t use magic before we turn eighteen.” I crossed my arms, giving him a look that told him I wasn’t going to let that slide.

“And are you willing to do that?” “I – I have little choice.” “It will be a long session,” he warned her. Ginny shivered, and he saw that she was younger than he had first thought. “They did not mention that either.” “It seems you are ill prepared,” he said, unable to keep the displeasure from his voice. “How old are you?” “Twenty-four,” she whispered. Six years separated them, close to a lifetime in experience, he suspected. “Strip,” he demanded, folding his arms across his chest.

he asked concerned, he was eager to join them. "You are not yet ready" Hazel knew that those kids weren't ordinary kids and they were actual witches, she couldn't let them figure out who he was when she hadn't taught him to protect himself against them. "When will I be ready" he asked, "When you are fifteen" she said squeezing his cheeks. "Why fifteen?" "Because that is a special age for you my dear" she said. Fifteen was mostly the age that boys earned their wolves while girls were eighteen. Sitting back by the window, a young girl with green eyes waved at him, he was skeptic if she was waving at him,

I asked, highly disappointed, and morphed my face into a disgusted, unimpressed look. "Probably 110 years old. I don't keep tabs on my age." He shrugged, answering it casually. "WHAT!? Wait so you're like really old? Like a grandpa who went through plastic surgery??" I was beyond shook. "I'm not old!" He said, sounding offended. "110 is old! You want me to say how young that is because it's not! OMG! My mate is some oldie moldy wizard." He sent me deadpanned look. Flexing his jaw as he took into what I spoke.

Elara’s POV As expected, Harry flew into a rage. “He’s twenty-six, Sandra!” Harry yelled, pointing at Romero, who was lounging back on the couch. Sandra pushed back against her brother’s chest. “I know but he’s hot. You know I like older men.” “An eight-year age gap is a lot.” He turned to Romero. “She’s a fucking teenager, you pervert!” “So what?” Romero replied dismissively. “So what? So what?!” Harry pulled up his sleeves. “I swear I am going to wipe that dirty mouth–”

Then back at her. Absolutely not. Harry was my younger cousin. Twenty-three. Rich, reckless, and had the attention span of a goldfish. He’d been kicked out of two colleges for fighting, and last I heard he was “investing” in crypto by day and racing motorcycles by night. He flirted with anything that breathed and left a trail of crying girls behind him. And Shula, my Shula, who blushed at the word ‘virgin’, was practically vibrating at the sound of his name.

His Dirty Milf Intro- Harry is just a 19 year old boy who is home alone while his parent are out of town, instead of spending his parent free time to throw silly parties he's spends his time ogling his new neighbor who just moved in. A woman who's way older than him and he indeed had an affinity with women who were older than him. Harry's P.O.V. Harry had been over the moon when his parents had said that they were going away for a few days and that he’d be left alone to look after the house. Finally, he thought to himself, He had the whole space to have his friends over and masturbate with his dirty magazines.

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.

Harry said glaring at Daniel who sighed. "Harry do you remember you asked me about the scar on my shoulder?" Rose said turning her head towards Harry who nodded his head. "I got that scar when our school went on a trip. I got that scar after saving Daniel from fire." Harry's eyes widened slightly when he realized what year she was talking about. "You mean that trip when you were fucking 15. Are you kidding me?" Harry said and even Daniel's eyes widened hearing that Rose was only 15 when she saved Daniel. She looked away from Harry pursuing her lips.