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But her excitement and conviction made me believe that it was real. "Wait, so there are actually people with magical powers?" I asked, trying to wrap my head around this new information. "Yes, and it's not just limited to humans. There are also fantastic creatures like dragons, unicorns, and even talking paintings," She replied, her eyes sparkling with wonder. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. It sounded like a world full of endless possibilities and adventure. "And the best part is, Harry Potter, the famous wizard, goes to Hogwarts too. He's the chosen one, destined to defeat the dark wizard, Lord Voldemort," Renee continued, her voice filled with excitement.

MyDavina’s POV: Harry kept chattering all the way, and he seemed to want to do something right away to repay me.I tried my best to persuade him not to think about it anymore. Although Harry was tall and strong enough to defeat several werewolves with one punch, he was as naive and simple as a child. Whoever treated him well, he would give a hundredfold sincerity to that person.I could say that I was lucky to have a friend like him. After getting my room key from the dormitory administrator, I parted with Harry.

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.

For a moment, I want to consider what the consequences actually are, when suddenly he parts away and then walks away from me, so steadily so smoothly, as though nothing sparked between us just now. Or maybe I am hallucinating. **** Get over this asshole’s thought, he is an evil man, a pure evil. In my mind, I tell myself, who knows if that devil will hear me. Can’t take a chance on that. I am lying on my bed doing nothing but fantasizing Baron when my phone beeps and there I see a text from Harry. Harry is the captain of the hockey team at my school. He’s super popular, a total Chad, and usually dates girls who look like they’re going to become the head of their sorority when they head off t

Fanky is correct, despite the fact that Harry is brilliant, attractive, her folks dislike him, when they figure out that he is only a musician and he is poor. "Companion, I realize you like Harry as well, since you are with him consistently, yet control yourself, since you have no future with Harry!" said Fanky. "That's what I know, I likewise saw in him that he isn't intense in his examinations. I don't for a moment even see him looking into or noting tasks. He generally plays ball or sings in the band." Arosh made sense of. "Along these lines, pay attention to me. Simply keep away from Harry, so you don't succumb to him!" expressed Fanky as she held Arosh's hand.

Before Harry can complete his words, a comment from a fan catches his eye. ‘This Harry is so disgusting and shameless. I can’t believe that he’s behind everything that’s happening and still dares to trick us. Everyone, go and check the post uploaded by the Actor’s Chasing Clout blog.’ Harry freezes, and his eyes flash with mixed expressions that include disbelief and petrification.

{Diane} Hours later after lunch, Harry was done with practice and I was at his place, acting like I actually came to tutor him when the truth is that I am dying to listen to him pour out his whole mind to me....that is if he can really pour out the whole of his mind to me, his fake girlfriend, but I just have to stay to see if he's going to set his mind free or not. "You know I thought we were supposed to submit this one next week?" He pointed to the last homework we just completed.

I answered. "Yeah, that's so you. Is he thinking about sending the girl to Korea after you complete what he wants? That's what he does whenever you're reckless and get caught in a scandal. But dude, if she's really a shawty, I'll just sneak her and snatch from you, man! Haha!" Harry said jokingly. I laughed sarcastically, but he didn't notice. "You can do whatever you want, Harry. Just let me finish my job," I said.

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

"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.