Harry Potter Ladies Novels & Stories

Chris leaned down, whispering in my ear, “Mom looks like that lady who comes and takes over Hogwarts for a while. What was her name?” “Professor Umbridge?” I snorted, remembering Chris’ obsession with Harry Potter. I’m almost positive we watched every movie at least five times before I couldn’t stand it any longer. “YES!” his voice echoed around the otherwise silent space and the woman in question turned around with an unimpressed look on her face before plastering the fakest smile I’d ever seen. “Chris. Rosalind,” she chirped, “I am so glad you two could make it.” Like we had a choice.

At this time, Lis looked at the figure of the girl who she believed was an obstacle for her. "Hey, who are you Harry huh? I'm sure it's because of you that Harry left immediately. Harry is mine, you don't have to be a courtesan. You coquettish, it smells bad again!" Kirey looked at Lis furiously, she wanted to turn the girl's head. Let Lis's head be a display in her house and she can beat her every day if she's upset. Kirey smiled crookedly, making Lis nervous. She had heard rumors that the girl in front of her was not sane. But a little has a little abnormality.

There's no unoccupied one except at the back and it has two females I recognize, already sitting at it. One of the cashiers and the HR officer, both females. One of the things I like about Harry's cargo is it's an all-female company, there are no males working here. I make my way over to them and slide into one of the seats, sending hi's their way. They chorus their greeting in between mouthfuls of food. Not long after, Clarissa comes back with our orders. A sandwich and a soda for me, and a lame-looking burger with chips on the side and a soda for her. I lean close to her and whisper. "At least you got a burger."

UNKNOWN POV I open my eyes slowly, straining to see in the dark, dammit, he got the drop on me. I can't stand witches or wizards they are a sneaky bunch. the pain in my side is incredible, the wound has healed, but im suspecting wolfsbane was somewhere on that knife, the pain still radiating after the wound has healed tells me that.

The girl looked at Lisa beside Harry with jealous eyes, then suddenly spoke. "Turns out what they said was true..." There were rumors outside that when Harry returned this time, he brought back a beautiful woman from country C, raised in the Jane family and protected her carefully. When she heard such rumors, she did not believe it at all, because she could not imagine what it would be like for Harry to protect everyone. If she hadn not seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed it.

“I don't think that concerns you. Moreover, Fae didn't tell me anything about clothes. You have never been to this party, why should I believe you?” “Because I am an Elite. I know many that you don't know and believe me, if you think I am lying then prepare to be humiliated.” Harriet stayed there expecting Lily to break. “I can lend you my clothes though in exchange for something,” Lily sighed, mentally slapping herself go even giving Harriet attention. However, she knew that Harriet was right. The party was truly for the Elites and they wouldn't wear used clothes rather they would wear clothes like the Marilyn Monroe dress Kim Kardashian lost weight to wear. That was beside the point, she h

I should have followed suit but I figured I should fix whatever it is that was overworking Pete. ‘What's wrong Pete?’ I asked gently but the response almost made me jump. ‘Everything is wrong Aurora. From your classless baggy pants, and an extra-large polo to these hungry-looking hunting boots, and then, there's your boring hair that you never let out of that prison called a bun. Why can’t you wear hot dresses like your friend Catherine? See how adorable she looks. I’ve told you time after time, you are fat Aurora, wearing all these big clothes does not help at all. You look like a 21st-century Panda. Gosh! I don’t know why I’m still stuck with you, honestly.’

"If you come for her...we'll help. We are weak, but we can still fight." Then she was gone. Shawna and I gave each other a look, then floated into the room with pretend confidence. As soon as we were inside, alarms started blaring and some kind of invisible rope wrapped itself around our ankles. “Well, well, well,” the sorceress I assumed was Harriet said. “What do we have here? Two little spies?” She was pretty. That was the first thought that went through my head. And she had soft, gentle eyes, that made it difficult for me to believe that she could ever hurt someone.

I could hear a lot of applause from the crowd and I smiled to myself it was a beautiful thing that I still had some support to myself. As soon as I got down from the podium I heard my phone ring as I picked it up to see it was a call from Helen. "What is wrong?" I asked, being my manager Helen had a lot of things to handle for me. She helped sometimes with my personal life but a limit that we always had was the fact that Helen would never call me expect if it is something serious. "We need the porcelain vase from your house." Helen said making me suspicious why would they need a porcelain vase for what?.

It was quite a mess. Harry reached toward me. “Come, my lady.” I only stared at him. He stretched his hand even closer, with an almost reverent expression. “Evelyn, I want you to be the happiest woman alive in this life.” I glanced around at the packed room, then shifted my gaze to the lilies by the window. It was the perfect opportunity. I looked at Harry and tilted my head. Had he won? Harry furrowed his brows and scanned the room. Then, there was a flash of surprise across his eyes.