Harry Potter Companion Book Novels & Stories

Mr Collins instructs after he's finished his angry typing. “Reading what?” I ask. “That,” he points to a book that's on the couch where Theo had been sitting moments before. “What the…” I start to ask, then shake my head, “Right away, Professor Dumbledor,” I snark, picking up the book as he leaves the office. The book looks like a modern school textbook, but the title, ‘The Spark’ has me turning to the first page eagerly to finally get some freaking answers!

She snaps the book shut and ducks out and away from him. “It’s my grimoire. Not something for you to read.” She says primly. Harry opens his mouth to argue but I lean over and poke him in the arm. Hard. “Leave it Harry.” I warn. We need this information, besides, intruding on her privacy is not likely to help him win her affections or trust. Harry reluctantly steps away and begins to wander the room, looking at the shelves. “Hands in your pockets Harrison.” Cam orders without looking up from her grimoire. Harry rolls his eyes but complies to her demand. After a few minutes of flicking through pages Cam smiles and closes the book with a soft thud.

(Harper’s POV) “I’m sorry, what now?” I stared at Harry, dumbfounded. He flicked through some more pages of the book and then turned it to face me. I apprehensively looked down at the book. The page was titled “Bloodline” and there was a picture of a wicked-looking blade down one side. The writing was a little faded and handwritten, but despite all that, it felt so familiar and I could read it, like it was something I had read a thousand times before.

"If you want to sleep without learning frills, you can use my room Kirey, you fall asleep with saliva already flooding the paper. Uh-huh, how disgusting you are right now!" Harry is Kirey's cousin, a final-year girl currently going through her tough times. Kirey looked at the completely wet paper in front of her, she wanted to scream and curse at Harry who was in front of her. But seeing some sharp and intimidating gazes around her, Kirey gave up her intention. She immediately grabbed a tissue and took out her cell phone. And sure enough, her face was even flooded with the slimy water with that unpleasant smell by now. Kirey even almost threw up when she smelled the smell from his hand which

Trisha heard Mrs Perry complain as she glided through shelves teemed with ages-old books before she could be pulled into hours-long conversation with the old lady. She picked up a book from a dilapidated shelf, blew off the dust that had found solace on it's leather covering over the years, and squinted— because of the poor illumination, to see the books name. ‘Wizards Can Do More’ by one of the greatest wizards ever, LP Travis. It was a book she wanted but not one she needed. Hence, she put it back in its spot among other dusty books and walked to another shelf.

"Mind if I sit down?" "No, not at all." Travis walked around and sit on the bench opposite me. He took up the book that I rested on the table earlier and read the title out loud. "'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'." He looked up at me. "So, you like Harry Potter?" "Who doesn't?" I say with mock horror, crossing my arms in the process. He held up his palm in defence. "You're not getting any argument from me here." "Good," I said in the same playful, defensive tone.

I need to know something. "The book of the potion of spells was lost." Mrs. Vega opened immediately to her companions. How could she know that the book of potion of spells was lost? Is she up into something? "How did that happen? Has anyone turned it on yet?" "Yes there is. And she is our student here. I think she is not normal. There is someone else with her." Are they talking about me? It was just about the book but now I have joined the conversation. What the hell is happening?

the maid ordered, and turned to his inquiring companion, with her eyes toward him. “Why are you going to take me with you?” asked a lake, deep inside her, wanting to see the wizarding world and explore the world around her. But she hates that she has become seeing all these facts as a natural thing! "I don't trust that they will protect you," he summed up his answer, fiddling with one of the books in thought Approached him to hint at a familiar book very center of his library , " she gave me of him , " muttered to turn her has made a slight smile , "Yes"

H U N T E R J O N E S I was reading the second Harry Potter book while leaning against the wall in the alley with Ty on my side. I knew Mey had asked me to read the Goblet of Fire to figure out the three unforgivable curses, but after picking the book randomly, I felt that I owed it to the author to read it from the first book. So I had picked up Harry Potter and The Sorcerer's Stone from the library yesterday, finished the book in seven hours, and had it returned this morning. When I had returned the first one, I immediately borrowed the second one: Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets which was the book I was reading right now.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.