Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Hobbies

The question took me off guard but I immediately recovered, "um...eating?" He rolled his eyes, "duh." I laughed raking my head to find out my hobbies, "I love swimming, it frees my mind and relaxes my nerves. I take pictures," I smiled at the memory of me and my camera, my camera that was carefully tucked into a box right now in my room. "Unlike most girls I don't like reading, I only read when I have a problem." "When you have a problem?" Aaron asked his eyes completely focused on me.

Day job as a cataloging library assistant. Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion, character match Hagrid. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can’t decide). Started out reading with the Baby-Sitters Club. Then moved to Sandra Brown, Linda Howard, Julie Garwood, and LaVyrle Spencer in high school. Now all over the place with her romance reading tastes.

I asked and Henry opened his eyes once more, glanced at me before looking at the ceiling. "Because that's all I've ever known. When I was going through a lot, football was there," He responded and while I couldn't exactly relate to what he was saying I knew it must mean a lot to him because Henry didn't have any other hobbies he committed to. Infact, he never committed to anything, not even relationships and he was head over heels over Football. I nodded my head at him and he chuckled. "I sound pretty obsessed with it right?" He asked and I hit his shoulders playfully.

Chapter 22 Audrey POV “So you finally decided to make good use of your talents eh?” Harry says to me when I get to his cafe. I get there early, just before the night customers start to troop in and the place turns lively. “It’s just a one time thing Harry,” I reply, bringing out my guitar from the box to tune the strings. Harry smiles at me. “Well, I hope to see you more often, you have a gift that a lot of people would give anything to have, I’ll never understand how you just want it to be a hobby.”

I went into my childhood bedroom when I was done, going through my stuff. My phone laid on my Harry Potter bedspread and I reached out for it, staring at the phone pouch that Elijah had gotten for me on my 17th birthday. It was Tinkerbell and I adored it so much. A single tear slipped down my face. My bedroom was the definition of teenage dreams. I had posters of Harry Potter and Game of Thrones all over my wall. My desk, facing the window that overlooked a busy road - a route Elijah passes every morning to his part time job - had a lot of fantasy novels and Harry Potter collections stacked on it.

" Where he goes, what he likes to do...?. His hobbies and favorite pastimes... anything?" She paused, giving me a suspicious stare. I shrugged, ignoring her as she walked over to the coffee table. She picked up a piece of toffee, unwrapping it with a grumpy expression. "It's fine if you don't want to tell me about it. Not like it's a big deal anyways..." "Rachel....the itinerary." "Okay, okay!!". She tossed the candy into her mouth, loudly crunching on it. " He likes miniature golf, but he's also often patronizing nightclubs every now and then". She waved her hands dismissively.

He grabbed the books we used for today's session and started arranging them on the table placed at the side of the couch. I cleared my throat to get his attention but he didn't even spare me a glance, he continued with his task like I never made a sound. I bit my lip, staring at his head as it moved slightly. I wondered what was going on in it, and I wished he would just go straight to the topic I was here for right now. Harry was taking up too much time, arranging stuffs around and I understand that he likes to keep things organized, his neat room says a lot about that, but you remember the curiosity that killed the cat?....I am that cat, and I know can't keep my mouth closed any longer.

He made all of these? "Spare time? Is this a hobby of yours?" I asked with an incredulous look. "I guess you could call it a hobby," Kieran said thoughtfully, brushing a hand through his dark colored hair. "I mainly do it to help distract my mind from whatever is going on around the castle. It's a new technique of mine, to channel worry and concern into something productive. It definitely helps my insomnia, too." I smiled at him as he explained his hobby more to me, "How do you do it?"

"Then can you describe to us what Harry's usual character is?" "Character?" The middle-aged woman's tone was obviously a little dismissive. "He's just a hooligan ruffian, he has no character, he doesn't do anything serious all day long, and he is proficient in eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling." "You're saying he has a habit of prostitution and gambling?" "Yes, of course there is, and their family is being collected by loan sharks, and the walls are covered with paint, and the whole building is disturbed." The middle-aged woman's tone was filled with disgust.

There’s also a bookshelf that holds a dozen different sci-fi and fantasy books, including The Lord of the Rings, my favorite book of all time. Interested now, I pull up her bio. It’s relatively short. Sci-fi and fantasy fan (books and movies). Well, that’s cool for a start. Ravenclaw. A Harry Potter nerd. That’s okay, so am I. Shield maiden of the Rohirrim. Oh, she’s a real fan ofThe Lord of the Rings.