Harry Potter Gifs Funny Novelas e Histórias

"Well, if you don't like it, you know what the solution is, don't you?... Next time there's a ball ask me before someone else does and not as a last resort" — Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "Mey!" Relief washed over Jess's face. "Where were you? We've been looking for you." She stole one curious glance at Ty. "And why are you with Ty?"

You and I We don't wanna be like them We can make till the end Nothing can come between You and I Not even the gods above Can separate the two of us I hummed softly along and he looked over at me. "Big fan,huh?" "No, just one of them." I pulled over into the parking lot. "Who's this unlucky guy?" "One, he's not unlucky. Two, it's Harry." We walked towards my locker. "Harry Styles?" "No," I rolled my eyes at him. "Harry Potter." "Haha, really funny." He said as I slammed my locker shut. I turned on my heels and coffee spilled on my shirt. Way to start Friday morning. "Watch the hell where you're going." The voice barked.

“You did not look this good even when we were at the fest that day.” “I am sure.” I murmured, “your sick brain has gotten infected by your male god, right? And that is aside from your body that you enjoy getting physically tortured by that bastard like a pig.” Harry’s smile faltered but did not fade away completely. He just shrugged his shoulders indifferently and placed his heeled boot on my foot, digging in painfully until tears stung the corner of my eyes and a cry escaped my lips. “You are the one squeaking like a fucking pig all the time and you have the guts to insult me?” he gritted out with the same evil smile.

Harry says, and I can see where this is going. Everyone in the courtyard can see where it's going. "What should their punishment be?" Harry asks me, and I see his eyes glint in excitement. He looks pleased by the situation. Like it's all amusing to him. Harry has become a sadistic psycho. Oh my goodness, he's crazy. He's absolutely lost his mind. Harry trails over to me, leaving only a few inches between us. I can feel his hot breath fan my face, and my breathing gets harsher.

" Would you even be standing here if I had blown up the house?" He crossed his arms over his chest, a smug tugging at one side of his lips. " Yeah right, all thanks to Merlin who showed up to fix everything with just a simple magic trick," I playfully winked at him then moved my gaze to mom whose mouth was agape. " With the second help of my beloved friend, Harry Potter,”

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!

"Hmm... I can’t help but think of some... unusual possibilities." I couldn’t help but laugh, teasing him, "You mean... a closer relationship?" "Bingo!" Harry responded excitedly from the other end of the line. "I even bribed the hotel staff to pretend he was delivering room service. Guess what he saw when he knocked on the door?" I instantly became alert. "What did he see?" We were all on edge, waiting for Harry's answer. Harry lowered his voice, adding a dramatic pause, "The two of them, shirtless... and Fred had some strange marks on his body..." His tone was filled with a mix of mockery and disbelief.

"That's hilarious! I can already picture his face. He must look just like my younger brother when I tease him!" "It isn't the type of harassment where they get physical, is it? If it is, my heart will break into a million pieces." "Who is bold enough to harass the kid? If they have the guts, they should come and fight me!" Harry had many fans among the hundreds of thousands of people in the livestream. Although on the surface it seemed as if they were paying attention to him because of Giselle, the truth was that after watching Harry, they had been won over by him and had become his fans.

“The one with the really boring voice?” “Exactly!” Harry slapped the table, his eyes twinkling with mischief. “I swapped all the flashcards in his presentation with ones that had ‘cat memes’ on them. The entire lecture was an hour of memes, and the best part? He didn’t even notice until halfway through. None of the students told him; they just recorded it silently while trying to control their laugh.”

“Nah, I mean, what could be more interesting than a crime scene where the suspect flees because she heard a sound in the bush?” When I face her, she’s grinning. Sneaky bi-atch. I flip my middle finger at her and trot towards Harry, who’s only a few feet away, ignoring the teasing comments she’s still hurling my way. Harry, of course, is in full host mode, surrounded by students I barely recognize. About a dozen people laugh aloud at something he says, half of whom are probably just drunk enough to think this night is perfect. His hands move animatedly, and a louder row of laughter follows.