Harry Potter Chats Novels & Stories

I open the app and, in the preview, I see that I have a message that said: "Hello, little girl" I don't even need to see his name or profile picture to know it's him. I let out a heavy sigh and open the conversation. Me: Hello Harry: Have you done that yet? Did I already? I don't even know how to start, and he wants it done. Harry: Well? Harry: When will you do it? Me: I don't know. Harry: That hurts. Harry: I was getting ready to see it. Getting ready? No, I don't want to imagine that.

Romit was back home from school. I was in a good mood today as the day was spending as I wanted it to be. I didn't glance at my phone. It was in silence mode. Screen down, kissing on the hardwood. I watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part two. It was the best holiday. I love Harry Potter. In the evening, I thought of helping momma in cooking. I guess I should go and ask her. I was gleefully taking strides toward her room. ' You must enjoy your peaceful environment, you never know who is waiting to ambush your happiness. She always keeps her room's door open.'

"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."

“So what about magical creatures are we learning about today?” She grins at me before dropping a heavy book down in front of me, “History of magic creatures!” I put my face in my hands and groan, Drago chuckles from where he’s found a comfortable spot to watch us, a book in his hand. I raise my eyebrow at him, “Harry Potter?” He gives me a sheepish smile, “Don’t spoil it, I’m only on the Prisoner of Askaban.” I laugh and turn back to Serena. “Alright we’re here so let's begin.”

"Do you have any ideas, Tessa?" "Uhh, if we can use a cloaking spell over us then I think we won't get caught. Just like that scene in Harry Potter. " Tessa says and my lips stretch into a grin. "Tessa! You're a GENIUS." ***********

He utters, “It’s time.” “Yes,” Manager Audrey nods in agreement, her eyes filled with respect at how Oakley can stay calm until the end. Nevertheless, her fingers swiftly open the messaging app, type something, and send it. Oakley shifts his gaze back to the live broadcast again. Harry’s eyes crinkle into a wide smile, and he enthusiastically begins to speak after regaining control of his emotion, “About the party, to show my sincerity to fans, it’ll be held in my…” Before Harry can complete his words, a comment from a fan catches his eye.

*** From that day on, I taught them words, grammar, math—stuff they could actually use once they left the room. And every time class started, Dora—the young woman who'd been listening outside the door—showed up right on cue. Later, I let her sit in too. She became the oldest "student" in the class. She barely spoke, just watched everything like it mattered. She liked asking questions—mostly about the outside world. The city. Cars. Ships. Planes. Every time I talked about it, something soft and aching showed up in her eyes. Watching her hit me harder than I expected.

Harry's POV: i wake up and after taking a shower , i go to starbucks for my daily dose of caffeine. i got my order punched and was waiting for it when two girls come near me with a shy smile. " hey girls, do you need anything?" i ask them "hi harry, can i get a pic with you?" "yeah sure love,come here" we click a few pictures and then girl with long hair asks sheepishly ,"can i ask u a question?"

“Well, I wouldn’t say that I don’t know anything, but I’m still learning.” He reached up and flicked his ear with a smile. “Goblins don’t have pointed ears, we’re also normal-sized, just like you. House elves don’t even exist, so I’m guessing you’re thinking about those little critters from the wizard movies, what are they called?” “Harry Potter, and they were books first. Really good books, by the way, if you’re a reader.” I could feel my face burning with embarrassment. “Muffler breath? Read? Ha! That’s a good one!” Jade said as she set a drink down in front of him.

"How about a decent movie this time?" "Harry Potter?" I ask. His whole face lights up. "I can kiss you right now." He chooses Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, which happens to be both our favorites, and we lean back and watch. I'm really absorbed in the beginning—how could someone ever get bored during a Harry Potter movie?—but then my eyes start to droop. I guess the past day and a half have been a little too exciting for me. Before I know it. I'm out cold.