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Fifty Shades of Grey. He remembered the time Rohan came to his house with this exact book, laughing like crazy because his stepdad had caught one of his stepsisters, only twelve years old, trying to read it. The man had lost it. To make things worse, Harry had read some of it out loud, and both Rohan and Skull had nearly passed out from laughing. And now here it was, in Daisy’s hands. Why in the world was sweet Daisy reading this nonsense? And worse… why did the thought turn him on? Jaxon dropped into the seat beside her and noticed how she tensed slightly. “You read this stuff?” he asked, managing to keep a straight face, though it was hard.

I clenched my fists, my chest heaving with rage. "I know exactly who you are, Dymion. You're a coward who preys on the innocent to satisfy your greed. And now, you've gone too far by dragging Ameera and her mother into your web of lies. Who would ever believe that you did all this because of some old, worn-out books that you think are going to help you win this war." I told him sternly. His smile faltered slightly at the mention of Ameera's name and the spell books. But he quickly regained his composure.

Dawn remarked when she wandered into the room one day after class to see the first Harry Potter book in the brunette’s hands. “Hadn’t had time to finish it”, Lena said. She set her book aside and picked up Goblet of Fire “I’ve marked the page you were on”, she told Dawn as she held it out to her. The teen smiled, took the book from Lena and relaxed onto her bed to start reading. Lena picked up where she left off in the novel. ~0~

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Trigger Warning: This chapter contains mature content and sexual scenes. Please read at your own risk. Author's POV Alexa held her breath in anticipation of what he would do next. But she didn't expect him to brush his thumb on her inner thighs in slow strokes and not get to the main spot, and even though she knew it had just been a few seconds ago when he started, it felt like it was forever already when his fingers continued to stroke the same spot over and over again.

"Bookworm, calm down. I will buy you a book set. I will buy any book you say. I will buy harry potter themed things. You wanted those book subscriptions from Canada, right? I will get them. Just don't cry." "You murdered my book." I started slapping his chest. "Why are you so careless?! How will you get an author signed book? How will I read the ending now? It took two weeks for it to come! Do you think I could wait till then?! I hate you. Huh!" Groaning, I stared at the floor. "Get out of my sight, you book murderer." Instead of feeling any remorse, he chuckled. "You're so obsessed with your books." "Go to hell." Glaring at him, I went back to my room and remorse about my book by hugging it

June’s POV “You need to go out more, Harry. You just can’t keep hiding inside forever, the weather is so nice and you can’t afford to waste such a good day indoor” This is actually the tenth time I’ll be asking Harry to go out and stop staying indoor all day with me reading him boring books like medical books. Even though those books might end up being helpful to me, that’s if I decide to go back to medical school. I still find those books boring.

"I don't react to holy water. I know what you're thinking. You want to get rid of me. Look, there's only two ways in the book that you can get rid of all that lust." Finally, something worth listening to! He had my attention because I looked at him with more intention than before, almost regretting it when he hit me with that lazy stare. He was effortlessly handsome. Goddamn! He held up his hand as he counted, "One, sex. Two, death." "You're bluffing," I folded my hands. "I kid you not," he shrugged. "I read a book because of you. I hate reading." "You're among the top ten brightest students in class. How can you hate reading?"

He is an idiot on a whole other level; common sense doesn’t seem common to him. I see the demon prince of Greed grabbing the book and flipping through it. He doesn’t find anything interesting about it; he starts biting the spine of the book. Belphegor is out and trying to scold him about putting it back. My heart almost stops when a student stops, seemingly looking at them before shaking their head. “Miss May, Zayne is using levitation on the books again!” “ZAYNE!” Miss May, the librarian, yells somewhere behind one of the shelves.

I sang at him as I continued reading. I closed the book shortly after saying that. This book was about dark magic, but not how to stop it or filter it. I grabbed the next book in the pile, reading it quickly. After about 20 minutes I had gone through all the books I had pulled out. They were all useless. I'll have to sneak to the library at home and try to see if I can find something better than what's here. "Thanks for showing me this." Dex slammed his book closed as he got up to put it away. He grabbed some of the books I had taken out and started to put those away too.