Harry Potter Christmas Memes Novels & Stories

"We Fey, hate that." "You shouldn't have told me that." I grinned. "Bad move, Harry Potter." "I don't understand that reference." He frowned. "The scar." I waved a hand at his face. "Did someone try to cast a killing curse on you but it didn't work because your mother loved you soooo much?" "That's rather—" Tiernan blinked and looked away. "Do not call me that again." "Fine." I gave a great sigh, "Legolas it is. It's more fun to say than Harry Potter anyway."

Harry went out with Liam and Xander precisely was dragged by them. "You guys are so fucking annoying," Harry said with annoyed eyes. "Just come inside or I don't mind throwing you on my shoulder." Harry and Liam looked at Xander with what the fuck face. "Sure do it if you don't want your shoulder to work again." Harry said flexing the fact that he weighs more than him. Liam chuckled at Xander getting insulted while Xander threw them a nasty look before angrily walking inside the club. Harry finally gave up walked behind them followed by Liam.

Jamison grab my hand and let me sit down on the bed that he previously rolling around. "You see brother we can't agree on what show a certain character appeared." Gabriel started. I furrow my eyebrow."Who?" "Aloysious Snuffleupagus." Jamison replied. Who? "He's in harry potter right?" Gab said. "No! I told you I heard that name in Star Wars!" Jamison rebut. "No way! He doesn't sound like from a scifi show!" Gab exclaimed. "He's the hairy one!" Jamison said dignantly. "That's chewbacca." I said.

she said excitedly. "I think he likes someone now, he wouldn't tell but in the pictures, you know Harry never likes to take pictures with anyone right?" Maria nodded. Harry was never the picture person. "But this particular lady keeps popping up in all of his pictures. I'm sure as hell it ain't his sister," Jackson said and Maria nudged him, laughing. "Stop it, you tease!" She tried to contain her laughter, "I'm so happy for him, he should bring her over for Christmas, I bet my ten dollars she'd be dying to meet you."

he asked, still awestruck by the view above him. “That is what most people do on shooting stars,” Molly teased. “Although, considering the time of year, it should probably be a Christmas wish.” “A Christmas wish, of course. You want me to make a Christmas wish.” He shook his head but smiled. “Well then, let’s see... What do I want for Christmas? A pony?” “Take it seriously,” Molly told him, giving him a gentle bump with her shoulder. “Christmas magic is a powerful thing. You should always be careful what you wish for. You just might get it.”

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

"I brought my ex with me” Harry incomprehensibly turns his head towards me. “Do you remember I told you I had never smelled a woman before ? That's because she's not giving off any scent”. Harry's eyebrows seem to have grown together over his forehead. “And that's because she's one of them. The witches”. I look down. Harry starts laughing. "What's so funny ?" “You've been with a girl who spends her free time killing guys like you? How the hell did you dare cheat on her ?”

This is the first time I’ve heard her laughing. Harry isn’t even that funny. Just when I think I’ve seen it all, Harry clears his throat dramatically. “O CPU so fast, so bold, You heat my lap, yet never cold. Your fan doth scream, your ports do blink, My love for RAM? Stronger than you think. You crashed, I cried, I fixed your drive, With every update, we both survive.” What the fuck is this? Harry’s out here doing sonnets now? But that’s not what hits me in the gut. Not the poem. Not even the fact that she’s laughing.

"Come on. Let's eat in the park. Later, we'll get hot chocolate to warm ourselves." "Is it someone's birthday?" Harry gives me a delighted look.

Whilst the pack children ran over with beautiful cards they had made, going into this I thought I’d be riddled with anxiety due to who was watching but the longer the party continued, the more I forgot all about it. “I can’t believe you’re the Luna, a few years ago, mostly at those parties, I wouldn’t have expected you to be the Luna.” One of my old friends Harry laughs with an odd drink in his hands, whilst I just had to laugh recalling some of the memories of that time, most due to the amount of alcohol I had consumed, I couldn’t remember.