Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Dorm Room

So the two decided to go home, but Harry suggested for them to go to his bachelor pad nearby a few blocks away from the DRI instead and she later agreed. His bachelor pad was welcoming from the open door to the wide hallway. Upon the sides were the photographs of his childhood, so loved by his mother. The floor was an old-fashioned parquet with a blend of deep homely light bareness, and the walls were the dark greens of summer gardens meeting a bold white baseboard. The banister was a twirl of a branch, tamed by the carpenter's hand, its grain flowing as water might, in waves of comforting woodland hues. Under the lamp-shine, it was nature's art, something that soothed right to the soul. She

she asked, quickly leading them from the cursed dining room and into another cavernous room. "My new potion rooms!" Clary said excitedly, smirking at the way her sister, David and Olivia drooled when they saw it. Three work benches, row after row of shelves for spell books and another huge fireplace filled the room. Her favorite parts where the underfloor heating and the spinning ingredient rack that was taller than she was. "I can't wait to start filling the shelves," she said with an excited gleam in her eye. "And the final room for the ground floor," Damon said, leading them down a small hallway, beautifully carved stone arches and stone walls and floor led to his second favorite room in

While Harry was enjoying the game, Cyrus interrupted him and made up an excuse to call him out. There was something unexpected about the private room. It also had a hidden door that led to another room. Apart from Cyrus and Vivian, no one knew anything about it. Harry looked around the unfamiliar room with interest. He was confused about the round bed in the middle. "Is this the kind of thing that's fashionable for bars nowadays?" he asked. He didn't think so. Bars were for drinking, not for sleeping in.

I tapped his arm and beamed at him, “Zach, are you kidding me? This is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen!” He raised his eyebrow and smiled. “You’ve never owned a mirror before?” This man is going to be the death of me. There was another spare room next to that one, it almost had the same layout, but it was a bit smaller. A little further down the hallway, we came across his bedroom. He had a large flat screen tv mounted to the wall and a messy bed across the room. I gawked around, getting a strong smell of cologne. He had a Harry Potter poster next to his window and a car poster on the empty wall. For a boy, I was a little surprised to see how clean Zach's room was, aside from the bed

However, if I’m not dreaming, then let me stay in this room for a while to observe every detail and feel the atmosphere. Moments later, Greg took us to the second room, which turned out to be Anya and Harry’s bedroom. There was a bed similar to a royal princess’ carriage and a blue baby box near to the bed. Anya and Harry’s room was predominantly pink and blue. It’s exquisite. I couldn’t wait to move into this house. “Let’s go to the right corridor,” Greg said. The right corridor on the second floor comprised three rooms. One door was the room prepared for Harry when he learned to sleep on his own. Another room was Jason’s workroom and the third room was the children’s study and playroom.

"I’d remember someone like you." Before Rita could ask what that meant, Alice dismissed them, and the crowd surged toward the dormitories. Deidre fell into step beside Rita as they climbed the grand staircase. "Please tell me you’re in the east wing. I cannot handle another roommate who snores like a ghoul." Rita checked her slip. "Room 317." Deidre grinned. "Perfect. Me too." The moment they pushed open the door, the scent of dried herbs and candle wax hit them. Two girls were already inside—one unpacking a stack of spellbooks, the other hanging a dreamcatcher over her bed.

The door banged shut. “What’s that?” “Dad is a big fan of harry potter, that inspired him to make something like this,” Ivana casually let out, flipping on the light. A white light illuminated the place. It was a room, half the size of the other room we were in. There is a bed, a fridge, a desk and chair. In fact, it had every basic necessity you might need. It was just like a functional room. “Have a seat. I'll treat your wounds, then we can leave,” Ivana pulled me towards the bed.

Mine. I walked through every hallway, checking on my people. Callum & Keiran’s Room – Gold and navy tones. Antique headboard. Silk sheets. A sitting area with a fireplace. I caught them mid laugh, shirtless, unpacking cologne and boots. Callum pulled me in for a kiss. “Ye did good, lass.” Rory’s Room – Sleek and masculine. Leather furniture. A whole ass office setup. He’d already set up four monitors and was installing a tea station. “This place is fuckin’ Hogwarts on steroids.”

"You too Ruvyn for letting me borrow your room." After dinner, Jimmy got out of bed to take a look at the wizard's room. The large four-poster bed was standing majestically in the middle of the room and was covered with a purple velvet coverlet. An elegant tapestry rug on the bare floor, portraits of wizards were hung on the wall. Two chairs stood facing each other near the fireplace with a small table between them. He approached the library to choose a book to read, there were so many that he didn't know which to choose. He ended up taking one whose cover had caught his attention, purple velvet, which seemed to be Ruvyn's favourite colour.

This was the college life I wanted. Free. Bright. Wide open. I slid my suitcase into the closet. Worried I smelled, I ducked into the bathroom for a quick shower. The second I opened the door— Bang! A party popper went off over my head. My roommates stood there with a cake, grinning. "Welcome to the 501 bookworm dorm!" Their bright, open faces made my eyes sting. The cake was small, "501" written on top, a little crooked. "Before this, nobody wanted to room with us. Said we were depressing. Study monsters." A pause. "We hope you stay with us a long time, Mia."