Harry Potter Grawp Novels & Stories

"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.

His long gray hair was tied back loosely, and his light gray pupils were so clear they were almost transparent. Gray Leopold? ! The wizard I've been calling for so long has finally arrived?

"What do you mean?" Dr. Percy walks over to a hidden compartment in the wall and retrieves a worn, leather-bound book. Its pages are yellowed with age, and strange symbols are etched into its cover. "This is the Grimoire of Shadows," he says, holding it out to Chloe. "It contains spells and rituals of immense power—power that comes at a great cost. If we are to stand any chance against the creature, we must be willing to use it." Chloe hesitates, eyeing the book warily. "You’re asking me to embrace the very thing that created that monster?"

Anthony seemed drunk. The minute he walked through the door, the strong stench of alcohol hit me. Before my ghost friends and I could even guess what had happened, Anthony staggered straight into the bedroom, looking like his soul had been sucked out again. He threw his arms around my urn and suddenly started to sob. My friends were dumbfounded; the cards slipped from my hands and scattered all over the floor.

The First Wolf's presence pressed against her skin, not threatening but watchful, like a parent observing a child from across a crowded room. The tunnel beyond the door was narrow and winding, the walls covered in phosphorescent moss that cast a faint green glow over everything. Elif could see shapes in the stone, figures that seemed to move when she looked away but froze when she looked directly at them. Her wolf was restless, pacing inside her chest, unsure whether to be afraid or curious. The shadow that remained from Kara's gift was quieter, almost reverent, as if it recognized this place from dreams older than memory.

Brandon says but I still won't budge. Eventually, I do and I watch someone named Harry and Ron riding a flying car and getting tangled up in a giant moving tree. Then there is this lady that's apparently the vice-principal and the head for a house called Griffindoor or something like that, what's her name Mrs McDonald's? I like her. Now and then we both laugh and I enjoy it when his chest rises and falls against my head. This is nice.

“Pavilion master, I-I don’t want to die here. There is so much spirited grass here and the Chi is so rich here. I wouldn’t be able to rest in peace if I die here like this when we’ve just seen hope!” An elder of the Pavilion of Gods and Kings approached Harry and said softly after gritting his teeth.

A grin slipped onto his face and he continued, “Welcome to your own little Hogwarts!” Twisting the knob, Nate entered and Eira followed. After hearing the word ‘Hogwarts’ she had built up high expectations. The room wasn’t grand or beautiful. Truthfully, it was dull. First she took in were the shelves with several thick books that looked torn at the edges. There were a few wooden tables with differently shaped candles and pentagrams drawn over them. The walls were lined with crafts and charts that attracted her attention. Most of them were hangings that showed the phases of the moon. There was something written below each picture but it was a foreign language that she couldn’t understand. Sh

asked Etienne looking at him eagerly to hear his answer. “Of course, it’ll feel like home, you spent quite some time here with your family, and yeah, it's really cool here, they have a lot of franchises here local and international. Once we settle in we can go get lunch at Woolies Café, they have the best carrot cake, I’m sure you’ll love it.” "You are really trying to make me hungry…and it's working, but first we have to visit the hospital and make sure granny’s okay, it was a long journey, why couldn’t they fly here as well?”

"Yeah nothing huge, Grayson just planned it as he was leaving. I guess he wants to inform everyone of whats going on in-person" I nodded in agreement before I slipped back underneath the warm blankets and reached for the remote. True to her word, Brynn and I enjoyed a full day of nothing but movies and food. We were a quarter of a way through Harry Potter and the goblet of fire when Grayson walked through the bedroom door, his face held an amused expression as he arched one of his eyebrows at us. "So, this is what you two have done all day?", he asked. "No. We also watched the first three films in the franchise and took a house quiz. I'm a Slytherin and Laila's a Hufflepuff!", Brynn added tr