Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Quits Gryffindor Quidditch Team Novels & Stories

He and the arrogant jerk had gone to the same high school before Harry had ratted him out for smoking and got him expelled. So this girl was Harry’s fiancée? He almost laughed. Revenge was best served cold and it was freezing now.

I smiled, gently prying it from his grasp, careful not to upset him. "How about we go shopping, Harry?" I asked, my tone light and playful as I ruffled his hair. "What do you think?" His big eyes blinked up at me, curiosity flickering across his face. "So… I’m not going to school with Harriet?" he asked, his voice small but full of hope. "No, dear. You’re on break now, but Harriet isn’t," I said gently, watching his little face scrunch up in disappointment. He didn’t look satisfied with my answer, his lips pressing into a pout.

Quinn’s always been one to stand up for equal rights, and I think having four older brothers just proved to her how she can do anything they can do, and most of the time do it better. “Anyway, the head of that team is taking me out to dinner tomorrow and wants to introduce me to a professor friend. I kind of feel like Harry Potter going to a Slug Club dinner party, but I’m also at prime laziness right now and am already dreading being out past my bedtime.” I didn’t think it was possible to be any more attracted to Quinn than I already am, but she wins me over more and more every time we talk. “If you’re trying to get a memory from this guy so you can defeat a dark wizard, don’t be so obvious

Madam Pomfrey visibly pursed her lips in fury and answered. "It was a quidditch accident, Lord Ravenclaw, a simple cracked wrist that I could have fixed in a jiff. But the new DADA professor resolved to take the matter in his own hands instead of taking Mr. Potter to me. The boy even said that tried to stop him, but he insisted on fixing the issue, and he is 'the great' Gilderoy Lockheart." The last part was said with anger in her belly. "He ended up messing the spell up and vanished all of Mr. Potter's arm and hand's bones. And he had the audacity to say after that now that he had no bones, there was no more crack to fix!"

ARIA Uncle Barty and I sit across from each other, not saying a word. When he's being an impossible person, I can't deal with him. Now, he has it in his head that I should quit being the team's medic and find an excuse to give the headmaster once I'm asked about it. According to him, someone made a complaint about me. And of course, I know who it is. I silently eat my food. To be fair, it tastes like ashes in my mouth. The news of my having to quit the team made me so upset. I was learning a lot, and of course, I have a lot of love for hockey and anything to do with healing.

"I nearly lost my sister. And then I ... I nearly..." Dean cupped his face and made him look at her. “Listen to me. You are nothing like them. I said no, and you stopped. Do you think either of them would have?” He looked away from her in shame and she turned his head back to look at her. “You made the conscious decision, not to be like them. You like Harry Potter?” “Yeah.” He mumbled. “You just told the sorting hat, not Slytherin.” “Does that make me a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff?”

His eyes are only fixed on Ava, who is so cute, trying to explain everything to him with a huge smile on her face. "Can you tell me, why you started to call me cool brother harry?" Harry asked in curiousness because he never heard this before. "that's because you play all the games in the school and you look so cool in the field, my heart started to beat so fast when I saw you and I just wanted to be friends with you bu... but everyone in my class told that you are so cool and will never talk with little kids like us" Ava explained everything with her cute little voice, looking down in sadness that he might not talk to her after hearing that she is a little girl,

Sophie POV. I burst into tears when Harry told me he loves me. It wasn’t because it was too soon. It was simply because the last person who told me they loved me was my mom when I won the last dance competition before she died. Harry just held me and didn’t say anything. That was just over an hour ago. Now we are heading to the clubhouse of the Princes Of Darkness MC. I keep looking out of the window at every man I see. Hoping that my father and brother have slithered back under the rock they crawled out of.

I looked down at him, and saw the admiration shining in his eyes behind this glasses, and my heart squeezed. When I looked back at Jeremiah, I found myself smiling. "Yes. This is Chuck." Jeremiah's face suddenly became warmer, he crouched slightly to Chuck's level. "Nice to meet you, Chuck." He said, stretching his hand for a shake. "That's a great shirt. You a Gryffindor or Ravenclaw kind of guy?" Chuck's entire face lit up like fireworks. "Ravenclaw! But I really like Luna Lovegood, and everyone says Hermione should've been in Ravenclaw too because-"

Day job as a cataloging library assistant. Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion, character match Hagrid. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can’t decide). Justice League Team Flash. Arrow Team Stephen Amell. Stranger Things obsessed. Heard Laurel, not Yanny. Started out reading with the Baby-Sitters Club. Then moved to Sandra Brown, Linda Howard, Julie Garwood, and LaVyrle Spencer in high school. Now all over the place with her romance reading tastes.