Harry Potter Ch 2 Novels & Stories

Howard moved and she suddenly felt her heart sounding fast, she was scared of what the situation was going to be when he got up from his sleep. "Would he act cold and ask her to leave his house immediately? Would he be nice to her ? she was continuously making up different scenes in her head. She couldn't believe she would ever have to feel this way around Howard it felt unreal. They used to be best friends and were comfortable being around each other which wasn't the case now. She would prefer to be out of his presence any minute. She gently walks towards the door and attempts to open it but she had no idea how it worked, she gave it several tries not realizing Howard was now awake and was

said Doom, smiling from ear to ear. This was the first time I adored his smile. He looks so pleasing to watch, and seeing him getting excited was contagious. "We will only open one chapter; we have things to do today. Choose a specific scene, and tell me the page." He passed me the book, and it was halfway through the end. It was in Chapter 23. "Hold the book and close your eyes. In a snap of a finger, we will arrive at the exact scene you picked." "Okay,"

The moment her skin made contact with his, the playground vanished. For a heartbeat, they were back in the North, standing in a courtyard of white-glass and blood-red lilies. And from the sky, a voice boomed—the voice of the "Author" logging back in. "Volume Two, Chapter Three: The School for Victims."

I shrieked as two smaller versions of the armchair started to chase me. I didn’t know what to do, so I did the only thing I could think of. I kept hacking at the chairs. Every hack caused them to multiple. Fucking hell. When everything started doubling, I felt like I was in Bellatrix Lestrange’s vault in Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. This is how I’m going to die. I’m going to drown in my mind in a room of small armchairs trying to kill me.

"Huh? How did you know that?" "Instinct," he replied casually. #to be continued in Chapter 21.2 - Bloody Grail

The room is suddenly submerged in dead silence. Noone was speaking before, but now it seemed as though even breathing was a noise. "Charles! " she finally screams. A sudden whimper is heard from the crowd. Two creatures from behind us ( the witch, me and gaze boy) suddenly fly towards the crowd. Fly!!... They fly!! My life just became a Harry Potter movie!. "Please, don't do this to me. Madre please stop them.... I beg you please!! " a shrill and tiny male voice begins to cry from the crowd. The creatures then pull up a little red haired boy from the crowd.

HARRY POTTER" Oh, look like we have another Potterhead in the family. .... Vanessa's pov "So this chapter is also done" I closed the book slowly while placing it on the table beside me and looking at the little figure who was sitting on my lap. "How was this chapter, Abel?" "I loved it" Abel began to clap his hands cheerfully. "Well look like we have another Potterhead in our family" I heard mom's voice who was standing with aunt Eva beside her. "Aunt Alisa" Abel got off from my laps quickly, running towards mom and hugging her legs.

So there must be more than one layer then… Ugh… it hurts my brain just trying to dissect it all. Nevertheless, the main primary target still remains ensuring that Harper passes the maid selection competition. That much I know of. Just then, Harper notices my silence, and stares at me with a questioning gaze. But I confidently smirk instead. Tossing her the booklet of magic spells that I had obtained from the old wizard. I watch her expression shift into excitement. She shimmies closer to the book with an adorable amount of joy. Clearly happy about what I’ve given her. She flicks through the pages, admiring the different spells, before shutting it and pressing it closely to her chest and than

Hi, readers most especially MARIKA STP, thank you for reading my book and thank you for informing me about the errors. Chapter 27 had been fixed and is ready for your read, just delete the book from your library and add it back and you'll get to read it. Thank you for my first gem too and be sure than an error like that wouldn’t happen again. Have fun reading. Hannah's POV It was Sunday. I woke up from sleep and my hands ran through my hair. The horror on my face was epic.

The weather was a bit chilly, so she grabbed a black hoodie and shrugged it on then walked out of the room. She sauntered into the kitchen and found a redhead sitting on the island absentmindedly munching an apple, totally engrossed in the book she was holding. Najmah had wanted to step out but the title of the book caught her attention, so she walked in and right that moment, the redhead glanced up from her book and settled her gaze on Najmah. "Harry Potter and the cursed child huh?" Najmah smiled at her. "Yeah," the redhead beamed, placing a bookmark on the page before setting the book on the island. "Have you read it?"