Harry Potter Iphone Wallpapers Novels & Stories

I might be ogling him because he smirks . " Like what you see?" My jaw drops to the floor and my eyes wide with a blush on my cheeks . Harry chuckles at my reaction . " well , i can send you a picture of me ,if you like and you can make it your wallpaper ?" "Harry!" i shriek and hit him on his chest . " So , what were you doing ?"

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

It was the latest iPhone, and it doesn't come in pink color, which means, this was personally customized, obviously would cost a fortune. “you got a new phone?” I asked, turning it over in my hands. The moment I tapped the screen, my breath hitched. My own face stared back at me as the wallpaper. Confused, I glanced at Lucas. “Why is my picture the wallpaper here? Also, I can't find my phone." A sly smirk broke out on his face. "That is your phone, babydoll.” My mouth parted in shock. “Lucas… This is the newest invented iPhone. I...

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

It was the second time I burned myself with my cup of tea. I had recently bought it when I discovered an internet store about literary articles, and I instantly fell in love with the Harry Potter-themed cup that only required the coat of arms belonging to the book when it was filled to the top by a smoking liquid. Most of the time, I just filled it with water just to have the pleasure of seeing the dark color giving way to the brightness that contained the drawing of the most famous magnificent witchcraft school in the literary world.

Something fell out of his pocket. He narrowed his eyes to the source of sound and spotted a USB. Since when did he have a USB in his pocket? With a small frown on his face, Harry curiously picked it up and noticed the front side of the USB glowing. Something was carved onto its surface, too. [Granger]. Was it Dior’s USB? Why was her USB inside his pocket? Harry’s clear fingers held on the USB tightly. He thought for a moment before he took out a laptop, turned it on, and plugged in the USB.

Miss White welcomed Harry into Lang Garden, made him a cup of tea, and brought it to him as she said, “Miss Sienna likes to drink this tea. Master Harry, why don’t you try it?” “Okay.” Harry accepted it and slowly took a sip of the tea. The tea tasted extremely bitter in the mouth, but it was then followed by a faint fragrance and a sweet and long aftertaste. “It’s not bad.” Harry put the teacup down and lifted his eyes to survey the layout of the villa. All of the other arrangements were quite good, but the only eyesore was the wall in the middle. Harry thought about it. If he could smash this unsightly wall that was an eyesore, the two villas would be merged into one, and they would not be

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.

“Um, Draco. I was trying to find a nice wallpaper for the phone you gave me, but I couldn’t find the right one.” “I’ll have Nigel send you a bunch of good photos tomorrow, so you can pick one for your new phone.” “I don’t want a landscape photo, Draco.” “Then what kind of photo do you want?” “I’m afraid you’ll get mad.” Hearing that, Draco pulled the car over and looked at Luna intently. “Why would I get mad?” he asked. Luna fiddled with her nails. “Would it be okay if I used a picture of us together as my wallpaper?”

He said, patting me on the back. I nodded, “Goodnight, Phoenix. And thank you for listening to my story.” His lips curved into a smile, “You’re welcome. Sweet dreams and Goodnight, Sereia.” “And Sereia, do you mind if I put you on my wallpaper?” My eyes widened at that. Wait what?” Instantly, I snatched his phone from him and saw my picture on his wallpaper. It was the one that he took earlier at the farm and sent to me. I looked at him like he was insane and he grinned.