Harry Potter Garden Gnome Novels & Stories

Laura pov After a good meal for lunch, Katherine and princess Anne took me to the garden to have some girl time with me. I was hoping that Sandra would come but she stated that she was not in the mood and recently busy. And now I find myself in a garden with my beautiful princess...oh, and yeah Katherine. "You know I wish gnomes existed," Anne shrieked with her British accent and I just smiled. "What are gnomes?" Katherine asked confused. "They are cute little, short bearded males. They act as the guardians of mines," I explained.

She looked at the dwarf and the dwarf replied, “Eight hundred years” “Eight hundred years” Indrani repeated stretching herself to full height. Harry gave a low whistle. Mr. Wockhart seemed to sway a little and, with a sudden fervor, swept them on the couch. The elf gave an uncomfortable chuckle looking around the room. “How’s your museum comming along Mr. Wockhart” asked Sati. “Ah... I found a gem last week in a junkyard. It’s a bottle that has a reverse weather charm.” Kane looked around at him with a quizzical expression on his face.

He places his hand over the top of the amulet and closes his eyes, “Johnny can you please pass me that large ceramic pot by the fire place please.” Jareth asks with his eyes still closed. Johnny walks over picks up this huge flower pot shaped pot with a lid. Its terracotta like what you would find in your garden, it’s funny but it is so out of place that I can’t believe I didn’t notice it before, I notice Johnny’s biceps flex it must be heavy I wonder what’s in it. Jareth gestures to place it on the floor between his legs-still with his eyes closed. When he opens his eyes he removes the lid off the pot and I see it is full of soil.

Keira POV As I approached the back door garden of the castle, I was immediately struck by the lovely plants that surrounded me. The crisp air of early autumn is infused with the sweet scent of blooming flowers, and the gentle rustling of fallen leaves underfoot. Golden yellow chrysanthemums nodded lazily in the breeze, while deep purple asters sway gently alongside delicate pink and white carnations. Clusters of tall, spiky purple Liatris added height and drama to the garden, and the bright red of scarlet sage blooms added a vibrant pop of color.

"She's safer where ever she is than here at the moment" **** I watch Harry from my perch against my balcony, laughing and talking with the other humans. Acting passionate about what he was doing, the facade almost fool proof. But I knew that wasn't the old Harry. Whoever has was, was here for a reason, that shadow in the snow was no ordinary person. The egnima glances upwards able to sense my gaze and he waves as confident as ever that he was still able to puzzle me. "How did you manage to get out of the maze at the

Ding, ding, ding, we pull away to see Silvia standing on the stage. “Can the birthday girl please come to the stage.” Silvia says and I feel Octavia stiffen in my hold, she knows what’s coming. We walk up to the stage and our dads come through the side door attached to the stage, holing her cake; a Harry Potter themed three tier cake, the bottom layer is Green (Slytherin), dark chocolate devils’ cake, the middle layer is Blue (Ravenclaw), milk chocolate mud cake and the top layer is the Marauders map, with a silver wolf howling on the top, it’s a white chocolate and raspberry centre sponge cake. There is black frosted roses and other HP symbols positioned around it.

"You are a tall fella, aren't you? So what's your name?" Lord Ravenclaw asked the half-giant wizard. "Rubeus Hagrid, your Lordship, keeper of the keys and grounds of Hogwarts." "Mr. Hagrid, so tell me, who is Aragog and why do you say it was not the attacker?" "Just Hagrid, please. Aragog is an acromantula, he lives deep in the forest now. And he never attacked anyone in the castle." The Bloody Baron added to Hagrid's tale just after.

Dwyne has a part in this ticket too. “That Harry Potter Book Collections, and that heart-shaped necklace, miss” Dwyne said to the counter lady. I was surprised when he picked what I want—the Harry Potter Book Collections. I can't help but looked at him with confusion. The woman gave what Dwyne said. “Thank you for coming, sir, ma'am” the girl said. Dwyne nod and smiled, but being a bitch me, I just rolled my eyes at her. “Oh, this is for you” Harvey said and handed me the necklace and the Harry Potter Book Collection.

It wasn’t large but detailed enough that anyone who had seen the real place would recognise it instantly. Valerie looked at me with a shocked gaze. I nodded slowly, reassuring her that what she was seeing was real. The small garden had narrow paths twisted through wildflowers. The small ceramic gnomes were placed everywhere. Some were fishing beside a tiny pond. Some sat under the mushrooms that were painted red and white. One gnome leaned against the shovel, another held a pipe with a smile on his face. They wore red hats and green coats. They had big noses and white beards.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.