Harry Potter Book Drawings Novels & Stories

The first pages contained ordinary drawings. Faith. The house. The old fig tree. Then... His expression changed. Bethwel leaned closer. "What is it?" Alex turned the book around. Glen had drawn the northern woods. A square hatch. Six stick figures. One had a hat. Another had unusually large boots. Each figure carried a different symbol instead of a face. Joel smiled. "Children draw differently." Alex nodded. "No." "He wasn't drawing faces." "He was classifying them." He pointed at the figure with the hat.

The old sketch book and the old diary. “I think that has all the answers you need….or at least some of it.” My throat grew both numb and painful at the same time, my fingers trembled as a tear drop stained the worn cover of the diary. The dust covered it lightly after I wiped it off, but I could see the old pink color and the long ropes attached to the book. I pulled it apart and watched as the book fell open. My breath caught in my throat when I started the first page. It wasn’t filled with words, but tiny doodles and drawings all around. Flowers, socks, books, stars, little hearts, and right in the center of the page were three names written over and over again;

My father’s book. I took a deep breath and opened it again, making sure to avoid touching any of the pencil prints. I looked at them one by one. Most of them were just drawings of still objects. Then I flipped to the next page and saw a picture of the glowing moth! Just like the other sketches, this one was vivid too, as if it had been captured and trapped in the book. Surrounding the glowing moth were little sparks in an exact shade of gold to represent the light it gives off as it flies. I turned over to the next page. Nothing significant. Just banshee drawings. I flipped and flipped until I got to the end of the book. Nothing of any peculiar interest to me. I closed the book and set it do

I didn't even think of bringing my paper notes with me since I didn't planned to stay in this shelf in the first place. Hah… Looking at the drawing in the book, I can say that it is not complicated. It is simple yet full of detail. “Maybe I can just draw it in here…” I mumble to my self showing my palm as I tried to copy the image that is shown on the book. Thanks to my attributes as nw of the oracle child, there is something unique in me. I just discovered it not to long ago when I am drawing and scribbling something.

Curious, I picked it and read the words written on the hard cover; ‘Lobo’ was the single word that was inscribed into the thick cover. I opened the first page and saw that it was written in foreign language. I glanced at Sir Nich, he was engrossed in whatever he was writing. I returned my attention to the hand-drawn, black ink pictures in the book. They were of some kind of beast. The beast that I saw looked like a giant wolf and the artist had put extra effort in drawing their deathly eyes. There were several writings on the page. ‘Only if I could understand this,’ I thought. The book had caught my interest. I was so indulged in the drawing of the creatures that I hadn’t noticed Sir Nich wa

From outside, very faintly, almost nothing at all, came one heavy thud that might have been somebody’s body hitting the wall or somebody’s ego splitting in half. Poppy didn’t even turn her head. She held out her drawing to me proudly. “Look. This is the new castle. This one is for me. This one is for Bunny. This one is for Mommy if you behave.” I looked at the drawing of a giant pink tower with a helipad, a vegetarian dragon, and something that might have been a conference room. “Beautiful,” I said. And outside, the world was welcome to keep burning itself down.

I walked up to her room and placed her on her bed. I removed her shoes and socks.. I wiped her makeup and tucked her in.. I want to stay behind for some more time but I have to go.. I need to end this soon.. I was about to leave when something caught my eyes.. I walked closer and picked it up.. It was a sketch book.. I didn't know that she could draw.. I opened it and at first they were some sketches of the places around the city.. Then a mysterious looking dragon with flowers.. I stared at the dragon that looked fierce and bloodthirsty.. If it was real, it would've ruled the world..

It spotted a large black mark, as if something so strong had hit that side of the wall. Maybe that was the impact of the attack. But what exactly was it? Beside the same mark was a drawer, I opened it and it was a book full of drawings. From what I knew, she said wasn't schooled like most of us were , so how exactly could she read and write and draw? The book had disturbing images of wolves ,way bigger than normal ,their color, rare and emanating a certain aura of energy. I decided to keep it. I need answers , and I will surely get it.

he exclaims out loud as if he's won a game, and I look at him sideways, and he makes a zipping motion with his mouth. "Can I continue? She's beautiful, polite, elegant, a bit stressed too. But I didn't need much to convince her; I just helped her with her luggage. She looked sad, maybe that's why she gave up her seat so easily, as she said. But the most incredible thing is that..." I put two fingers to the side of my mouth, reflecting. "Remember the day I woke up in the middle of the night, and you found me in the library, drawing? For a few seconds, you thought I was sleepwalking?" "Yes, how could I forget? You were drawing something you had dreamt about," Harry says with a puzzled look.

Dawn Smith was the little sister she never had. “Great!” Dawn said, happily “ooh, Harry Potter!” she added as she flopped down onto the bed, her black and purple striped hair fanning out over the bedspread. She snatched the book from Lena’s hands “I prefer Goblet of Fire” she glanced up at the older woman “it had dragons”. “So does Philosopher’s Stone”, Lena pointed out. Dawn blew a raspberry at that. “Hardly. It has an itty bitty baby dragon named Norbert but that’s it”, she said “nothing like the badass Hungarian Horntail” Dawn rolled over onto her stomach “hey, you do think dragons are real? That would be so cool”.