Harry Potter Hobbies Novels & Stories

He fell silent for a while, then he remembered what he would do when he was upset. Harry would go boxing, driving, or drinking. The first two didn't really suit girls, but Harry felt the third activity might just work. "How about I take you out for a drink?" he asked.

She asked him making him sit back and look at her attentively. "I like to read on nature and science. Gardening is my favourite time pass. Archery is my evening time play. I play with guns and have a big collection. I also like snooker. I am also a gym freak. What about you?" Ferris spoke casually. It was first time some one actually asked him about his hobbies. Hazel was though impressed but a little afraid of his extra dangerous hobbies such as archery and playing with guns... "I.... I read books...umm love stories more.... I love cooking and baking.... I also like dancing.... I love to dress up though it can't be counted in hobbies... I love horse riding. That's all..." he smiled at her t

If he maintained this momentum, a promotion would soon be a given. As for Harry, the youngest of the four sons… Well, it would be fine to skip him. He was idle, without a single hobby that he cared deeply about. Whether it was gaming, racing, or traveling, he liked them all to a certain degree. To put it bluntly, he liked anything and everything that had nothing to do with studying. Because of this, more gray hair had begun appearing on Eugene's and Moira's heads. Eventually, they accepted him entirely and just let him do whatever he liked, as long as he was safe and well.

"Kendall Muller . 19. Majoring in Chemical Engineering. Loves to play the piano, been playing it since she was four. I even know your favorite composers, Frederic Chopin and Claude Debussy." I gasp, and he continues, "You wanted to major in Architecture before, but your parents wouldn't let you, and in the end, you had your mind set to pursue a career in the oil and gas sector, just like your parents." That fact makes me raise my eyebrows. "You had this obsession with Harry Potter when you were a kid. Well, who wouldn't? But you even memorized a particular dialogue, and one of them is when Harry Potter met Lucius Malfoy in Dragon Alley." Oh, Gosh. I burst into laughter, and Lance laughs too,

"Sienna Adeline Sterling. Nineteen. Majoring in chemical engineering. Loves to play the piano—been playing since she was four. I even know your favorite composers: Frédéric Chopin and Claude Debussy." I gasp, and he continues, "You wanted to major in architecture before, but your parents wouldn't let you, so in the end, you set your mind on pursuing a career in the oil and gas sector, just like them." That fact makes me raise my eyebrows. "You had an obsession with Harry Potter when you were a kid. Well, who didn't? But you even memorized specific dialogue—like when Harry met Lucius Malfoy in Diagon Alley." Oh, gosh. I burst into laughter, and Sebastian laughs too, drawing even more attentio

he said and fixed my hair. I smiled and nodded. "What do you like to do in your leisure time?" Blade asked. The smile on my face instantly dropped as I averted my gaze to the floor. "I never picked up any hobbies since I would do chores all day and just go to sleep at night. My father wouldn't allow me leisure time..." A sigh left the warlock's mouth, his one hand leaving my back and resting under my chin. He made me look up at him and said, "Well, we can try and help find you a hobby together. How about we start with books?" he suggested.

She pulled out the red paperback and held it above Barry's face. "Look what I found in your office." Harry Houdini. The Right Way of Doing Wrong. His jaw ticked. He looked away. "You found a book. So what." "I thought it was interesting," she said, sitting in the foldable chair she had angled away from the camera. "A man who loved Houdini enough to keep his biography on his desk. What's your favorite act, Barry? The Water Torture Cell or the Giant Milk Can escape?" The pulse monitor spiked. She watched the numbers without showing it on her face.

“Actual meals?” Dawson sighed. “Yes.” Kellan leaned back, satisfied. “Good. Next: job.” Dawson’s expression dimmed slightly. “Working on it.” Jace leaned forward, grinning. “Get a hobby.” Dawson stared at him. “A hobby.” “Yeah,” Jace said. “Knitting. Pottery. Birdwatching. Something that doesn’t involve you staring at doors like they owe you money.” Dawson’s mouth twitched in reluctant amusement.

Like I am fond of hovering around the city? “It’s because I’m here to check on your behavior with the others, Hades. So… if you go out, only then you can meet other people, and that’s why, you’ve to go out with me.” And there I receive a glare from him. His glare literally makes me shut my mouth but I eventually gulp, not wanting to show his effect on me. “By the way, what’s your hobby?” I ask suddenly as I remember his word ‘fond’. “Reading.”

" her Mom inquired. I don't have the foggiest idea yet, perhaps after graduation. "He answered. The quarters gradually opened and he saw Arosh enter. She saw Harry chatting on the telephone so she made no commotion and gradually brought her assets down to the little table. Harry got up and strolled to the gallery and talked. "Child, would you be able to go on an excursion here for Christmas or New Year, don't you have no classes then?" her Mom inquired. "Mother, I don't know, we could have a ton of gigs around then. You realize I'm playing, isn't that right? "Said Harry.