Harry Potter Lovely Novels & Stories

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.

"I'm tell-ing you! She into me. She couldn't get her eyes off me through-out the class. She couldn't stand the charm of the hand-some god sit-ting next to her." Gwenevere's laughter went into a higher gear. "I so took her breath a-way..." Harry whispered and drove his hand up the air like a kite. "You have got one huge pride in your looks, young man." Harry smiled and shrugged. "You are stunningly beautiful, why then should I not be handsome?" She smiled at him and smoothened the back of his shiny blonde hair. "Would be great if I had an equally hand-some Dad..." he added. Gwenevere stopped smoothening his hair. She brought her hand back to her side and pulled herself up on the bed.

Ribbons, table linen and curtains looked so brushed up like they were made from heaven and sent as a delivery unto Earth. Heck, even the serviettes were tinted in purple and gold. I didn't realize my mouth was open in awe till Hunter placed a glass cup to my lips. " I think my major worry right now is you looking like a lost puppy whilst staring at the decorations like a bunny" his amused voice mocking me but his eyes were taking in the environment just like I was. " Puppies and rabbits have nothing in common" I whined and collected the glass from him containing a sparkling gold looking wine.

, he replied truthfully "Oh, what about her?", Harry asked "Don't you think she is cute?", Kavinsky asked "Yeah, maybe a little", Harry replied and shrugged "A little?!", Kavinsky asked in a very loud voice. He widened his eyes in surprise at Harry's reply "Yeah?", Harry asked confusingly "She is pretty and it's not a little. You should have seen her play the piano too, she is really good at it. And the way she talks, God! Even though she ignores me a lot", Kavinsky answered looking all mesmerized and frowned at the last sentence

This place is way better than the A****n forest tenfold. "Is it really possible to have seven moons in one sky?" She wasn't a third-grader not to know about only one moon exist on this planet. "Where the hell am I, in fucking Jupiter?" "A penny for your thoughts," she saw Ibrahil approaching with a bouquet in his hands. "Flowers for the beautiful Princess!" He said while smiling affectionately. Her heart is melting by just looking at him. This is a perfect scene that everyone can dream of. A gorgeous person beside you in this magical place. She just hopes she wasn't dreaming.

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

His words of passion kissed his lips like a lover’s desire. The bedroom smells of roses and lilac bouquets. The silver curtains around the bed were bubbling in the breeze, though the window was closed. It was mysterious. “It is enchanting my sweet,” Harry told her as if answering the questions on her mind. "I told you not to read my mind did I?" She told him and feigned an irritable voice. His magical caress kissed her skin. It whispered down her arms, cresting her smooth delicate breasts. “What are you doing to me Harry?” she gasped, his magic touch igniting the fire in her blood, the call of the mate bond was calling them, and right now she no longer cares about it. All she ever wanted was

I said to Harry as we stand side by side and he chuckled "I can carry you whole day Val , you're so light" He patted my head "Let's go lovebirds" Floren said "Let's go beautiful.. we don't want to be left here alone right?" He smiled , I like Joey's smile more.. wait what?! Did I just say that I like Joey's smile more than Harry's? I'm in big damn trouble..

"He looks like a snake, ready to bite on your back. Do you know who he reminds me off?" "Who?" "Nagini from Harry Potter. If his nose wasn't that straight, he'd might as well fit voldemort better." "You like Harry Potter?" "Yes! I LOVE Harry Potter." I almost jumped in my spot, drawing out a chuckle from him. "Which of the series is your favorite?" "The first one! I love their innocent, carefree queries in that." I felt him moving, then his breath hit the back of my ear as he whispered. "Just like you."

The question landed in the middle of the room and sat there. I looked at my father, and he looked back at me with patience "She's fine," I said. "I'd like to see her." He requested. "She's…" "Konstantin." Arande's voice came from the doorway. She crossed the room toward us with ease. Her hair was still in place. Her posture was perfect. Her dress had not a crease in it. She bent and pressed a kiss to my father's cheek and he reached up and patted her hand, and the whole thing looked like a painting of a happy family dinner.