Harry Potter Funny Pictures Novels & Stories

Harry: It'll be fun Me: I don't think so Harry: You'll like it Me: Really? Harry: Yes. Just imagine that I'm there. Harry: Imagine it's me that touches you. I don't want to imagine it, I want him here. Harry: Just do it, I'll be waiting for you Me: I can't Harry: Of course you can. Harry: Just open your legs, stick your hand up your panties and start touching you. It's not that hard. How can he say it like that? With such fluidity and boldness.

May calls out loud and clear. “Who?” I questioned inquisitively. “Harry Scott.” May responds. “Oh my goodness. “Claudine chants almost sounding excited but freaking out. “Oh my Lord it is Harry! Look at that, the resemblance is super uncanny!” “What are you talking about?” I asked confusedly. “I don’t understand what you guys are saying.” “The portrait that you drew is Harry. He is carrying a surfboard on a beach.” May states. I gaped, “What? I didn’t. I swear.”

It is hard to chew it as I try my best to smile innocently at Sky who sighs and pokes my full cheeks, commenting that I look like a chipmunk. “Option one from about two hundred and fifty years ago, the Harry Potter Series.” Lia chimes in, motioning the pile of seven movie sitting on the edge of the coffee table. I laugh, watching as Lia begins to take the first movie – Harry Potter and the Philosopher Stone. I movie full of magic and a revolution at the end. Seems fitting to what I am dealing with right now. “What the other option?” Sky asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pressing a kiss on my forehead.

“You’re always defending him.” “He’s my alpha. My best friend. My tether. It’s muscle memory at this point.” I smiled, reluctantly. “You want pictures for your Luna scrapbook or what?” he said, trying to lighten the mood. I burst out laughing. “What even is that?!” “You know, something to show your pups someday.” “My pups?” Harry grinned. “Do you want the pictures or not?” I gave in. “Fine. Let’s do it.” He led me to a hidden trail behind the training ground. Light filtered through the trees in golden beams.

“Have you ever watched Harry Potter?“ “Yeah but what's it got to do with this?“ “Those woods look very similar to the Dark forest. And I'm not too keen on going into creepy looking forests after finding out that supernatural creatures exist” Alex burst out laughing. “What?“ I asked puzzled “What's so funny” “Nothing, it's just that it makes sense. Yeah they do look creepy if you put it that way. But I've been playing here ever since I was kid and nothing has ever happened so don't worry. Plus they aren't any giant spiders so we're safe”

Without waiting for Hector to finish speaking, Harry cut him off, saying, "Hector, talk later. Hurry up and take a picture of me and Giselle!" Before Hector knew it, he was holding a phone. He looked at Harry and followed his request. He casually took a picture. One look at the picture, and Harry immediately frowned. He complained, "Hector, couldn't you at least try? You made me look hideous. Take it again." They retook the picture several times, but Harry was still dissatisfied. Hector laughed in disbelief. "Harry, has it occurred to you that maybe it's because you're ugly?"

He didn't even remove Catherine's hand on his arm. This is crazy. Why did I even believe he would remove his lover’s hand on his arm? She’s his great love, anyway. “Uh, Serena…” Harry got my attention by calling my name gently. “I don't think you’d like an ice cream in my hand instead of in a cone. My chocolate moose has become a cow.” I couldn't help but laugh at Harry’s joke. I saw a woman behind Harry trying so hard to hide her laughter while I almost teared up laughing at his crazy joke. Even Andy laughed at him while Catherine and Tyler remained silent and it brought me back to seriousness.

His assistant noticed Harry's grumpy expression and dared not say anything more, swiftly leaving the office. After his assistant went out, Harry took the parcel and opened it. This time though, it wasn't empty. Instead, there was an envelope in it. Harry wore a sullen expression as he picked it up and opened it. Then, he retrieved whatever was inside. It was a stack of photos, and the moment Harry laid eyes on them, his eyes widened. He then held the photos nearer to take a closer look, worried that he was wrong. But he wasn't mistaken—it was Felix in the photos!

I pretend to think about his question placing my hand on my chin and looking up at the sky as I swirl around in my chair. “I doubt, I’m not really a big fan of keeping the devil that close as a pet” Harry seemed to find this very funny as he couldn’t stop laughing, I stared at him. Just laughing for a little before I joined in with a slight giggles. It was actually quite reliving. “What’s so funny?”

Gossip and spectacle—both were instinctive human pleasures. Within hours, Harry's barking had gone viral, not just dominating domestic trending lists but spreading abroad as well. Violinists who had once quit the stage after suffering Harry's insults now felt vindicated, their long-suppressed anger released at last. In just a few hours, Harry's photos and videos had been mercilessly parodied. Some particularly creative netizens Photoshopped his face onto a dog's body and set it to ridiculous background music, leaving people laughing until their sides hurt.