Harry Potter Funny Pictures Novels & Stories

The group of men filter behind the grizzly bear in front of us. Gee-gee lets out an over exaggerated laugh. “Oh, I’M SORRY, I must be misunderstanding you. Did you just call your FUTURE QUEEN a mud-blood?” Before he can respond she continues. “What is this? Fucking Harry Potter?” The man sniffs his nose before spitting on the ground in front of me. “She’s no future Queen of mine.” The men behind him yell out their agreement. I take a step closer to the man and give him a sinister smile. “What is your name, sir?” I bat my eyes at him.

But since Harry hadn't paid him, he may not agree. Harry bumped his fist on the table. He was close to getting it, but it was working, and it annoyed him. He had to think fast and smart. Then it clicked. He had seen a weird-ass poster on F******k about a certain spy agency, but he scrolled past it because he didn't think he was going to need it. Now he needed it more than ever.

I asked, looking at the coffee machine like it was a holy shrine. He picked up the paper and proudly thrust it into my face. It was a masterpiece of aggressive brown scribbles. "It’s you and Harry, Mummy! He’s covered in poo, and you have poo all over your hands, and I put a peg on your nose for you too! Look, the peg is blue, your favourite!" I stared at the drawing. It was disturbingly accurate. "How... artistic. That’s definitely not going on the fridge." I smoothed his hair down. "What do you want for breakfast, Henry?"

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

, Harry finishes. Cam has his mouth open then shuts it like a fish out of water- wanting to laugh but holding it in, which leads to Perry and Harry softly giggling at him then leads me to full on laugh. Everyone turns their attention towards us as Cam still looks like a fish out of water- our small group continues to laugh at Cam until two sluts decide to make their presence known. “What are freaks laughing about?”, one says.

Harry was doing more of chugging down the liquids than sipping them and he looks so sexy doing that with his hair looking shiny, dark and moist, some strands falling carelessly down the side of his handsome face. He gently flicked my chin and I gave him a playful frown, shaking my head. "Harry" I called in a warning tone, telling him to stop. "Ooookaaayyy" He dragged the word, a smile at the side of his lips. I do not trust that smile. Soon, I felt a touch at my side that tickled me and caused an involuntary giggle from me. "Harry, behave" A grin spread across his face "I'm trying, baby. I'm trying" He drank from his cup "I think I'm a little tipsy....you know?"

Peter gave a faint smile, a hint of mischief in his eyes, and said, “So you’re not interested in the kid’s story anymore?” Harry shrugged in mock resignation and laughed, “I’m more curious about seeing his picture. What kind of looks could possibly attract the CEO of the Black Group?” Peter burst into laughter and said, “Does it really matter? Do I strike you as the type who judges people based on their looks?” Harry shot back without hesitation, “Oh, definitely.” I joined in the teasing, “Well… I’m not sure about your ideal type, but I think my face isn’t too bad.” Peter laughed and gave me a strong pat on the shoulder, “get lost, dude.”

because the pictures inside were alive, kinda like a harry potter book which make my eyes glued to them. "Yeah! Yeah!!….. Stop Shouting will you!...Who is it?..". (Old man) "Ol' Grim!…is this how you handle your shop?….". (Baroness Lydia) An old man comes out of the door behind the counter, scratching his head in an annoyed tone. He looks like what a wizard should be, with a long white beard and hair, a wise-looking face, and a long grey robe (kinda look like someone cosplaying as Gandalf). At first, he was annoyed as Baroness Lydia was lecturing at him, but secretly he was trying to cast appraising magic at the 3 of us.

So I decided to roam around a bit more while finding my way back to the living hall, when something caught my attention. It was a wall with a tree engraved in the middle with many branches propagating all over, and in each end of the branches were hung framed photographs of different people. It was a family tree, almost like the one in Black family from Harry Potter. I smiled. This family just ascended another step in my adore list.

Wearing his cute kindergarten uniform to his baby pictures, Alice was fully entertained. It was until she flips on the second last page is when she sees Harry at the family fountain. He looks like he was around 6 to 7 when a young girl his age was beside him. Standing and smiling, happy to be beside Harry seeing her eyes was on him the entire time. Caramel-brown hair, baggy but expensive-looking clothes, nerdy exterior... It didn’t take her long to realize that the feature of the girl is definitely... “Is this girl Emily? The one next to Harry? Do you know her?”