Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Speaks Bulgarian

he said as his hand touched my face. The current that flowed through his soft touch sent waves through my entire body and made me want to lean in more to him. His scent calmed down my body as he continued teasing me with his breath, my lips were partly opened waiting to be received in his. “Say my name Kyle, say it” “You, You are my bastard” I heard myself say while lost in his eyes. “*Clears throat* if we are through with the P-rated 18 stuff, can we try to escape now? By the way Kyle, where is Bella?” I heard harry say. I had forgotten someone was even there with us. His voice brought us back to reality.

He wouldn't stop cursing at Damian in his head, but he didn't dare to say any of them out loud anymore. "I'm happy, I'm happy! Let go of me now! My finger's going to break!" "Remember to watch that foul mouth of yours next time then, or I'll just slap you the next time," Damian said before finally releasing him. Harry immediately ran into the building, staying as far away from Damian as possible. Once he was finally at a safe distance, he glared at Damian angrily and gritted through his teeth, "Just you wait, you bastard! You haven't heard the last of me yet!"

I asked him curiously. "Not sure, but I can certainly try mate." He responded casually as he walked towards the flames. He stood outside the circle and looked back me. I understood that he needed me to drop them, so I did and allowed him to walk forward. He placed his hands on the top of the freak's head and began chanting in old gaelic, a language I was able to recognize since I had spent so many years walking this earth. He struggled with the freak for a while, with the freak hissing and screeching as he tried to remove the spell from it's mind. It seemed as though they struggled for a while, though it had only been a few minutes. The freak started to seize, jerking rapidly under his touch

Dracula replied with a frown. "I don't believe you. You're trying to make us leave so you can cause havoc" "My bad. I already did" Dracula laughed and they left. A guard ran inside. "The olive in the garden have all turned to dust" "Get Fiona" The shaman instructed and the guard left. "Do you believe Brooklyn?" The shaman inquired. "We won't know unless we find out... I'll go to his house if it's true. I'll call you so you can make arrangements" Harry replied and teleported to Austin's house.

The best of us must sometimes eat our words. — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead The talk with Hunter still bugged my mind. I tried my best to shove it back on the back of my mind. I had more important matters now such as Villain X and what he might do to us. There was no time to dwell on regrets. What had happened between Hunter and me was not a priority.

she said the words with utmost sincerity and seriousness, but it seemed liked the two boys in front of her were now trying to keep a straight face because they, in a million fucking universe, could not believe what she had just said. "A part of you resides in me? Oh woman, stop reading Harry Potter. What, you think you're Voldemort and I'm your fucking Horcrux?" questioned V. He was annoyed. On the other hand, Marco was chuckling. "I can't believe you're dumber than I thought," Ligaya said nonchalantly. "What did you say?" insulted, V tried to act threatening but was failed by the unforgiving wound on his belly.

“Heard you brought your little sister. Where is she? I owe her another driving lesson. Or can I teach her how crypto works?” “Over my dead body,” I said immediately. Harry grinned. “Relax, man. I’m a changed guy. Mostly.” His eyes found Shula across the room. “Damnit. She grew up. Her body looks fully developed.” I stepped into his line of sight. “Look at her again and you’ll be eating through a straw.” “Protective much?” But he put his hands up. “Fine, fine. Just saying hi.” Except he wasn't. He went straight for the bar to get drunk.

Dad asked, struggling to keep the wolf from showing in his eyes. “Yes, we need to find out and kill that fucking person. Or did you do something to someone?” Harry growled, making Stella flinch in her seat. She appeared pale and terrified. The girl was barely hanging on a thread and everyone hovered over her. I’m not sure why Harry dislikes Stella, but this is not the way to talk to someone. ‘Harry, one more word, and I will smack your head,’ I warned him in our mind link, making him gulp while Xander smirked.

harry(laughing): "am I look like such strict person...?? you can go... and even you can continue your study too.. I will be always with you for your dreams to get success... " me(smiling): " thank you.... hmm you arranged this.. " he nodded his head.. I don't know why.. I felt warmth being with him.. I hope in future our life will be happy like this... me: " shall we go back?? dad will be worry.. " harry: "don't worry I have informed your dad it will be little late.. " then after few minutes we drove back to home.... ---------*******-----

" I met his blue eyes and turned away immediately, now there was no way he was sensing this too. "What?" I shook my head, "No one has really said so much good about my cooking" He giggled, loud enough for me to sense it. "Well guess then, they don't possess taste buds" The door opened in a 'Ding" and we proceeded outside. Before we walked further, he stopped me with an extended arm. 'Let's make sure this awkwardness doesn't get to us. I'm Harry, and I wanna be your friend" The extended arm carried so many details. Those thickening veins, tiny hairs, and folded collar sleeves. I got wet from the thought itself that I looked at his face with sternness and sighed,