Harry Potter Aged Novels & Stories

I hear him releasing a deep exhalation and withdrawing, leaving the disinfectant cotton on the table and turning towards me again. "My name is Harry, I'm 24 years old, I just moved in. . . " He pauses a little and it's until then that I dare to look at him "I like to play the guitar, there it is stored" He points to the black case that is reloaded on the dining table "sometimes I sing" he smiles and pauses again, frowning his eyebrows thinking and sighs "It's hard to talk about myself I don't know what to say anymore. I guess that's enough, I'm not a complete stranger anymore, am I?

Height-19 cm. 9. Professor Hyle- A 70 years old professor in Witchward Wizard School of Magical Arts. Strict and noble personality. 10. Headmaster Dunston- A 150 years old powerful Wizard, headmaster of WWS. Known to be the key to many secrets of the Witchland. 11. Lady Georgia- A 55 years old dead evil soul. Negative energy and powerful Witch. Secrets to be revealed later about her birth. 13. Jennifer Lenin- A 19 years old beautiful girl. Duchess of WitchWorld, Daughter of Professor Stagrid, who was one of the main authorities of WWS. Stubborn and mean personality. Long brown hair, with brunette eyes. Height- 164 cm.

"Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and the Deathly Hallows * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy I unlocked the door and hold it open so the girls could get in. After having lunch and getting desserts with the girls, I felt bad for leaving Nat alone at home so we had cut our Christmas shopping short and gone home afterward.

He is respected by humans and werewolves. "Is he always so serious?" "Yes. From the first time, I met him. He's been like that." Harry replied laughing, he drove his car casually. "Why does he want me? He should be married by now. Given by his age." "Do you know his age?" Jasmine shook her head, then laughed, "Someone said he was twenty-eight, then I just heard someone said that Alpha is forty years old." "Forty years? Haaa... Ha ... Rubbish talk. Alpha can't even be thirty years old. Maybe twenty-eight would be more correct."

I said wondering when or what I have done to have soiled my reputation here. "You know just like the way lord voldermort marked Harry potter and he was taken to his uncle place when he was still a child but was still the talk of the town in his real realm and was later introduce to his real realm when he was of age". I look at him in confusion, how does harry potter relate with my reputation been soiled.

I asked putting the last bit of grocery in the refrigerator. "He left like an hour ago" Sophia said walking out of a random room. Sophia is one of the witches that is helping me with my process, one of Heath's sisters. Heath is also a witch or should I say a wizard and has been able to maintain his youthfulness for about forty years now so I am saying twenty year old Heath is actually in his fifties. Nothing is shocking when you are connected to so many supernaturals.

Even his laugh was malicious. “Wicked!!!” Silver said. “I'm not wicked, I'm Merlin, hi-hi-hi, a potion master and a headmaster, hi-hi-hi.” “So old man—” “I'm not old, hi-hi-hi,” Merlin snapped. “On the contrary, I'm 210 years or more. I forget. See how young I'm, hi-hi-hi.” Merlin replied with his left hand on his chest. Silver decided it was best to ignore Merlin. He looked around the market area. There were not many people here, but those who were here had stars in there eyes. Not many people dabbled in the arts of potions.

Heat crawled up to my face "Okay, I...I won't drink much tonight" He rose a disbelieving brow. I tried again "I'm not gonna get drunk, alright?" He examined me "I'm still not allowing you to drink" "Just a glass?" "No. Geez, Diane you're still a little girl!" My jaw dropped and I blinked. "I am eighteen, Harry. Eighteen" "Well, you're just starting to develop into adulthood" He pointed out and at this point, I really think my jaw is now hitting the floor hard "You're just a year older than I am, Harry" I stated to remind him.

Harry said irritably, "We're obviously the ones who saw it first! Shouldn't everything be on a first-come, first-served basis?" "Whose kid is this? If I like it, then it's mine!" the woman snapped. Harry might have handsome features, but the childishness he portrayed made it obvious that he was only around 18 years old. The rich woman was already 45 years old this year. If she were any younger, she might just be attracted to Harry's type. It was a shame that only men in their 20s knew how to please others! This was why Harry was spared from the traumatic ordeal of being harassed by this older woman.

"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