Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Buys An Island Fanfiction

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

He yells. “How dare you! Harry is ten times the man you are and I wouldn’t marry you if we were the last two people on earth! Get it through your thick skull. I don’t want you. I don’t care about your family or mine. I don’t want more power, I don’t want to pop out endless little Witch babies for you and there is NOTHING you can do to change my mind. Now get OUT before I am forced to call the authorities!” It takes every bit of power I have not to shove him. Harry delivers the final blow when he pulls me close, leans down and gently presses his lips to mine. I swear I nearly pass out on the spot and I feel a rush of his magic surging through me. He pulls back.

“Thank you. I went out to the courtyard as she told me and walked to the courtyard to bring it. When I got there I could see it. It was a very big place, it had glass windows where you could see inside with the tables and everything. I went inside, asked what there was to eat and took some of it. With my tray I sat down at a corner table and got ready to eat. In the distance I could see the guy from a moment ago, the one named Harry, coming out of the university. There was a very fancy car parked there. Harry walked around it and got into the front seat. He was followed by girls who wouldn't leave him alone for a moment. Apparently he had already finished his lecture with the third”year stud

he replied, flipping through the pages of the notebook before staring at me. “First… You have such a creative mind; you even wrote that the male lead bought a five-carat diamond ring for a girl he just met… I had no idea love made a man that stupid,” he stated, and I rolled my eyes. “Just because you don’t do it doesn’t mean others won’t.” He was something else. What was there in buying an expensive gift for a lady you just met? My male lead was such a green flag. “And he also bought an island; was the male lead perhaps bewitched by the female lead?” He added and pointed a finger at me. “Is that what you do? Go around bewitching men to buy you an island just for a birthday gift?”