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Madelyn looks at me and I smile at her, making her blush. “So, what movie are we watching?” I ask taking the focus off of her. “Well, I think my mate needs to learn what it means to be a Gryffindor, don’t you?” Maeve asks. “Harry Potter it is! I’ll make the popcorn,” I say, showing Madelyn where to sit and grabbing a blanket off a chair to give to her. I don’t know if she’s still cold, but in case she is, I want to make sure she’s warm.

One stupid woman even said she would willingly give herself to him and make babies with him if he just gave her a glance. I also found out that he was the infamous Morgan Wright, the CEO of Wright Corporation and the heir to the Wright Empire. Before my uncle finished making his call, the whispers around me had already given me a vague impression of the handsome man, and I had also come to the conclusion; he was an arrogant jerk.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

"How about a decent movie this time?" "Harry Potter?" I ask. His whole face lights up. "I can kiss you right now." He chooses Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, which happens to be both our favorites, and we lean back and watch. I'm really absorbed in the beginning—how could someone ever get bored during a Harry Potter movie?—but then my eyes start to droop. I guess the past day and a half have been a little too exciting for me. Before I know it. I'm out cold.

Eighty dollars. My family was not well off, and I only had eight hundred dollars a month for living expenses. I could not afford it. So, I gave it up. I did not expect him to wait for me downstairs at my dorm that night, his face red as he handed me the hair clip. Back then, he was bright and handsome. While he was dressed plainly, he had the clean look of an innocent young man. I had heard rumors about him before. Everyone said he was stingy. Even when his roommate accidentally used his shampoo a few times, Jason made him pay for it. But now, he was willing to give me such an expensive hair clip.

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:45 AM Larry Potter was doing a fine impression of a fish outside the water at the moment. What he just saw was some very amazing stuff, even when magic is taken into account. But then, he only knew this magic world for a little more than a year, so he didn't have much of a base to compare. Larry Potter then looked at his Head of House, and paused. Even if she was not doing a fish outside the water impression, she was looking at Erik with wide eyes.

I ignored the scattered criticism and glanced at Chloe, whose face had already turned scarlet. "Everyone, please be patient. I haven't reached the main event yet." Chloe panicked, and the carefully practiced smile on her face cracked. She knew the rest of the list couldn't withstand public scrutiny, so she stepped forward to stop me. I let her snatch the paper away and tear it into pieces. Then I calmly pulled out my phone, opened the photo I'd taken of the list, and continued. "Chloe is also demanding that I give her a house free of charge. It must be at least twice the size and value of our current home. That would put the price at no less than $450,000, before renovations..."

He said, sounding shocked and hurt. He walks into the bathroom shaking his head, ten minutes later he walks out in his PJs, as I start laughing at him wearing blue Harry Potter PJs, “You weren’t joking!” I said laughing as I rolled around on my bed laughing so hard, “Oh, no you do not joke about liking Harry Potter, but please keep this to yourself that I have a set of Harry Potter PJs.” He said.

“There it is.” Jason turned to me, alarmed. “Aria—your magic—” “I don’t understand,” I whispered. “I thought it was gone. I thought I was free.” “You are,” Harry said, stepping past Jason and Kael like they weren’t even there. “But freedom has a price. And yours is this—your power is no longer bound. Not by me. Not by the academy. Not by anything.” He reached for me. I moved back, but he didn’t touch me. He only looked into my eyes.

I still need to know how Weirder things ends. “You watch Weirder things?” Harry's eyes fly open as he hands me a helmet. “It’s only the best show ever! I have to beg Maverick to sit through it with me. He doesn't appreciate it as much as I do.” I sighed. “Yeah…he seems to not be in the habit of appreciating the best things.” I keep quiet because I have nothing to say to that. “Hop on and hang on tight Princess” ****** The drive to the frat house takes like ten minutes. The breeze