Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Characters Quiz Who Are You

Not because she didn't know what was in the bag, but because she could see that she was shaking violently. The platinum-blonde-haired witch tried to compose herself and calmly explain why she was there. "As you know, Bianca, my sister, Dhara, and I are witches. However, each of us has a gift of our own. As for me, I am a potions master..." "Like Severus Snape?" cut in Bianca, suddenly excited. "Who?" asked Dhara and Darya in the same voice. Bianca quickly put a hand to her lips before clearing her throat in an attempt to quell the embarrassed laughter that ran through her. She thought hard, "Oh my God, Bianca! Did you seriously just quote a Harry Potter character to real witches?!"

“ Are you Derek? Hello, I am Ginny. I will be in charge of teaching you about the foundation of magic,” Ginny introduced herself to him, she was a very beautiful woman. With her red hair that floated behind her and brown eyes that were filled with warmth that he had never seen after the death of his mother.

No shoes. “Excuse me,” I say before one of the guys can speak and scare him off, “are you Harry?” A bushy gray brow arches over his wrinkled eye, but he doesn’t look away from feeding the squirrels. “Maybe. Who’s asking?” I exchange glances with Malix, then step ahead of the others. “My name’s Amora. I’m seeking the location of something that I think you might know.” Crazy Harry rips the last piece of crust into three pieces and lets them drift to the ground.

• 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."

- good thing he didn't use them. You can't be a bad girl/boy if you have a phobia - I fear NOTHING. You aren't bad unless you aren't scared to call He-who-must-not-be-named by his name. - ha Tom Riddle (without the Marvolo, I like defying him.) You aren't bad unless you have a code name. -I've been called Tink, Cece, Diary take your pick. You aren't bad unless if you wrote an autobiography, it would be a pretty epic one. -I'm calling mine, The Bad Girl Wears Pink [the story of Secret Nolan].

The prefect screamed out as she was in delimma of who to choose that will be couragious enough to ask question. the bottle was facing professor Snapes . "The people that will be asking the question will be, An jing, Gao yu, lan xue, Ah xu, Qian lu, fang xia," the prefect announced as she felt that she is truly a genius. The reason she has picked this people is because An jing was the most straightforward when it comes to voicing out your thought, Gao yu is the rich spoilt brat, lan xue is deemed the most beautiful and also her straight challenger when it comes to the academic aspect, Ah xu because he is the school bad boy, Qian lu because he has never been picked and then fang xia because h

“I’d have gone with deluded detective, but look at the muscles on him…” Siobhanny spun furiously away from them, shrinking down into a tousled haired teenager in robes who adjusted his glbuttes. Harry Potter slunk go to me with the sexiness of a lap dancer. I pointed at Siobhanny, when I backed away. “Now I know you’re screwing with me.”

"He looks like a snake, ready to bite on your back. Do you know who he reminds me off?" "Who?" "Nagini from Harry Potter. If his nose wasn't that straight, he'd might as well fit voldemort better." "You like Harry Potter?" "Yes! I LOVE Harry Potter." I almost jumped in my spot, drawing out a chuckle from him. "Which of the series is your favorite?" "The first one! I love their innocent, carefree queries in that." I felt him moving, then his breath hit the back of my ear as he whispered. "Just like you." My eyes closed in sheer anguish. Only if he knew how innocent I really was.

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

The merciless punisher; anyone who opposed him faced a vicious animal. He was compared to Voldemort in Harry Potter —he who shall not be named or whatever. We all knew it was him behind the attacks, but we could only hope that it wasn’t. After all, hadn’t we convinced ourselves that fear was just a product of our creative minds? I looked over at Lily, who was rocking back and forth. Could she be wrong and misinformed? I pray she is wrong!