Harry Potter Name Novels & Stories

Her friend told her that she knew about the invisible cloak from a famous book called 'Harry Potter. Harry Potter was a famous book and movie back on Earth in the 21st century. She doesn't know how her friend find about a book that came from the 21st century, however, she got interested by the cloak. If she bought this, she would show it to her friend if they meet someday. “You got interested in it, Soheila?” Hector asked when he saw that Soheila stood up. Soheila looks at him and said, “Yes, I'm super duper interested in that item.” She smiled brightly after saying that.

Nobody knows. It was a very hard time, we were at war. Me, Harry, Hermione, Ron and the whole Hogwarts. At war with the one who's name should not be taken. I will though because "Fear of a name only increases fear of the thing itself." Voldemort with his wicked army , stood infront of us. We all were on the battlefield with our wands and brooms ; flying in the air , casting spells on each other. The sky was painted metallic and lighting bolted every ten seconds. We fought until we made the Dark Lord vulnerable and then I stepped forward and swished my wand. "Avada Kedavara!", I spelled out; and the light escaped my wand. It struck him and he collapsed. "Now you are a nobody knows!" (No body

she said, pressing her forehead on the car window. “School principal? Mrs. Castelo? Arnold? Does anyone ring a bell to you?” I snarled, hating how I ended up having a wife. “Oh, Arnold, the bully,” She lifted an eyebrow as she turned to me. “Yeah, I remember Dudley Dursley. Why?” “Who?” My forehead creased, thinking about where I heard his name. “Dudley Dursley, Harry Potter’s obese and insolent cousin. What about him? Them?” She asked again.

"Yeah, he will be taking my last name and because of that, your kind sir, I can't accept Forest as his first name." "Alright then, how about Finn?" Darren raised a questioning brow, his face hopeful. "Finn Woods? No, he may get teased and all that, so no." I crinkled my face at him while thinking of a good name that would bring him closer to home. Since he'd be taking my last name, I wanted his first name to be something that could link him with Jace without necessarily naming him Jace. "Harry then, everybody loves Harry." "I know," I dragged out the know, replacing my left leg with the right one on his lap. "But it's not fitting."

"Alfred can still come, if his friend helps to persuade his parents, yeah, the boy named Harry is willing to help.” “Which one friend is named Harry?" “Harry? Hmm...” How Adele should explain to Ivy. Yes, there are too many things to describe what kind of person Harry is. Adele-self is not personally familiar with Harry but there have been many rumors spread about people's views on Harry's figure. So what she explained to Ivy from now on is according to people's talk about him.

It’s dangerous yet I find myself wanting those captivating eyes to never look away. It frightens me to my core and I panic. “My real name is Harry and I come from a hidden world known as Hogwarts. My grandmother is Gandalf.” I sound stupid, I’m so stupid. The fumbling words leave my mouth before I can control them. I expect confusion from him, or maybe he’d look at me like I am some weirdo, but…he laughs. He laughs out freely. The laughter stems deep from within him, rich with real cheerfulness. As always, I’m entranced by it. The wind picks up the sound fast, playing it in the air.

"Did you just reference Harry Potter?" "Don’t look at me like that. Kevin keeps calling him that." "He’s not Voldemort." "That’s why Kevin calls him the *Heir of Slytherin*—the handsome version," she shrugged. "Oh, please don’t!" I laughed. "He *is* a Slytherin," Jina insisted. Internally, I could only agree with the "handsome" part. A silence fell between us as I smoked. "I know I must sound like your mother or something, but after last time..."

MAY Mother of my child? What the fuck! I stared at him so deeply that he might have felt I was digging a hole in his face. He smiled again sheepishly and presented his card. “My name is Harry Weiss, the CEO of HW Group. As you might have guessed already, those are my initials…” Harry introduced. Even from his tone, I could tell that he took a lot of pride in himself. Such humans could be difficult to handle, I could tell. Harry stared at me back, obviously waiting for me to say something.

"I just can't make myself care." "You're not as smart as I remember," Victor says evenly, taking another sip of his drink. "It's hard for me to let things go," Harry sighs. "I'm used to getting what I want. I earned my bars that way." Every Pack Alpha has its nickname. Harry earned the name "Cold Wolf" from his nearly psychopathic method of obtaining goods. "I hate those names," Victor spits. "What's the point?" Harry laughs before taking a small sip of his drink. "At least you're not Nathan, the Scarred Wolf."

He shook his head no. "I have seen him with a woman for the first time." "If he remains like this, he would be on the front page of the playboy magazine." Harry said and they both nodded in approval. "Dude, just look at him. Just how temptingly he spoke his words... I guess we have to change his name from Grim Reaper to Absolute Charmer." Harry mumbled the last part to himself. "What?" John asked. "What? Nothing. Let's go." They walked after them.