Harry Potter Moves To America Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

What is going on? I park my car in the garage and make my way into the house, I walk into the kitchen and my mother, Xander, Charles, and Damien are all whispering about something. Charles probably told him; girl, get ready for an argument. "Hello everyone." I greet. Xander's face lights up, "Babe, you're home." "What's going on?" "We are moving to America." Xander grins. What the hell did he just say?

Thinking of this, the smile on old man Levi's face gradually disappeared, replaced by a sad expression: "Grainne, you don't know, this time he was hospitalized because he was alone at home, he was too sad, boy. This kid comes to the company every day, he's lonely when he's alone, he didn't expect to meet Harry this time, making him feel very happy. Grainne, pity this poor grandfather, move into his house, okay?" Grainne used to only like soft and dislike snakes, seeing the old man like that, immediately hesitated, didn't know what to do, and involuntarily glanced at Carwyn Levi sitting next to him, hoping he could veto the proposal. this. Unexpectedly, Carwyn Levi completely ignored her, onl

When Harry is the one who fetch me, he drove me to a gallery to help me keep my heart on what I love. This time I took his advice and I travel to France, my mother migrated to Canada with my sister leaving our home in New York empty. Harry said he was back in hospital and will do a lot of travel since he was a volunteer on a charity services. That was what we know. For a year we live separate lives, I took Art course in Paris. One evening Harry broke in my apartment, he looks very different. He grew his hair and beard. “How did you get in here?” surprise to see him inside my room

Not only that, but I hope he has no serious injuries. We exited the gate and Harry continued to drive his car. "We're going a little far. Rest, take a nap, Amber." Harry said turning to me and smiling. Why do I seem nervous at Harry's smile? Why are we going so far? Shall we just buy DVDs? I narrowed my eyes. Harry is good, don't think badly of him Amber! I said in my mind. *** I fell asleep. I just woke up when Harry woke me up when we arrived at his favorite eatery far from the City.

"I think we've outgrown full-time education ... Time to test our talents in the real world, d'you reckon?," — Fred Weasley, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead | Mey and The Talk of The Century I was about to close the front door when I heard my mom's voice yelling my full name. "MEY WANG!!" I quickly locked the door and walked towards the kitchen. I dropped the groceries on the counter before I went to the living room to hear whatever she had in mind. "Yes?"

On the day of our ninth wedding anniversary, I sat in the empty living room and summoned the system I had not contacted in ages. "System, help me submit an application. I've decided to leave this world." The cold, mechanical voice came through, and somehow it sounded comforting. "Understood, Harry. Your departure application has been received. The space-time corridor is being constructed. I will come to retrieve you in one week." I hummed quietly and stared at my phone screen. A family photo of three stared back. In the photo, I stood in the center holding an adorable little girl. A beautiful woman stood beside me, kissing my cheek.

I still need to know how Weirder things ends. “You watch Weirder things?” Harry's eyes fly open as he hands me a helmet. “It’s only the best show ever! I have to beg Maverick to sit through it with me. He doesn't appreciate it as much as I do.” I sighed. “Yeah…he seems to not be in the habit of appreciating the best things.” I keep quiet because I have nothing to say to that. “Hop on and hang on tight Princess” ****** The drive to the frat house takes like ten minutes. The breeze

Hedge nods while offering me a kind smile. "I'm sure, Sam. You have a home for your child," Harry says, dropping his professional facade. I give him a watery smile in response, and he smiles back. Well, it looks like I'm moving to Wyoming.

I wasn't sure what I expected when I suggested a movie night. Having Hollyn sit on the floor barely two feet away from the TV wasn't how I'd envisioned the night progressing, that was for damn sure. But her astonishment when I'd turned the movie on had curbed any desire I had to quash the joy lighting up her face. What the fuck are we going to do? I asked my brothers as Harry visited Diagon Alley for the first time on the screen. We need some straight fucking answers, Thane said. His mental voice was tight and hard. We can't keep her locked up in here, no matter how much each of us seems to want that.

"It doesn't seem like it. Mom drove me crazy telling me how you got drunk. We're all worried about you, about Laura and Emma. How much longer are you going to go on like this?" "I can't let her go. Believe me, I've tried to find a way, but I can't," Harry confessed, running his hand through his hair. "I think about her every day, Susan. I imagine her with Daniel and the only thing that calms my anger is drinking until I pass out. I can't even pretend to be her friend anymore." "Little brother, why don't you accept Daniel's offer and move to another city? Wait until your daughter is born, pack up and relocate. You could find a nice house. Start over with your wife," Susan suggested gently. "D