Harry Potter Name Novels & Stories

Grainne was smiling like a flower looking at Harry when suddenly the boy stopped dancing. His expression suddenly turned serious, even a little red. Grainne then followed her son's gaze and saw a little girl with her hair tied in two ponytails, wearing a floral dress, looking extremely cute like a flower fairy. Harry put the presents on the ground, walked up to Grainne and said softly, "Mom, can you watch these presents for me for a moment? I want to talk to you, I'll be right back!" Grainne smiled and nodded, gently saying: "Okay, you go!" Harry happily walked over to the girl. Arriving in front of her, Harry scratched his head and shyly said, "Olivia, hi." The girl named Olivia smiled and

In her impression, Carwyn Levi was a person who had never cared about these trivial things, what kind of status did this boy have to be respected by him? She looked at the boy with the melon hair, at the two poor cooks, then softly said to Carwyn Levi: "Carwyn Levi, go away, stop giving them trouble." The two chefs, seeing that someone spoke for them, immediately looked at Nadia like an angel, her eyes full of supplication. Nadia gently stroked Harry's face and asked softly, "Baby, what's your name?" Harry looked at the beautiful aunt in front of him for a moment, then timidly replied, "My name is Harry." There was still a hint of sadness in his voice.

Matthew patted his shoulders “We found you…. safe and sound. Nothing else matters.” “That’s right… if you don’t remember us, we can re-introduce ourselves…” Harry too nodded although his eyes misted; he blinked away the emotions as he feigned a smirk and chuckled “At least you can get to know us without the embarrassments of our youth.” Jerome smiled through misted eyes as he stretched his hand “I don’t know who I am but you seem to know me by the name Jerome… so Jerome it is.” “I am the invincible, Harry Wheeler.” Harry introduced himself without a shred of modesty.

No shoes. “Excuse me,” I say before one of the guys can speak and scare him off, “are you Harry?” A bushy gray brow arches over his wrinkled eye, but he doesn’t look away from feeding the squirrels. “Maybe. Who’s asking?” I exchange glances with Malix, then step ahead of the others. “My name’s Amora. I’m seeking the location of something that I think you might know.” Crazy Harry rips the last piece of crust into three pieces and lets them drift to the ground.

- Harry says and I look up at him while he looks at his baby “She will do it, the doctors are doing their magic” - I say and he nods his head. I walk into the small baby nursery and I make a bottle for the baby. I don’t even know his name. I make the bottle and take it to the room where I teach Harry how to feed the baby. “What’s his name?” - I ask “Henry” - he says and I nod “Beautiful name, just like him” - I say resting my hands on top of Harry’s while he feeds Henry.

ELIJAH I settle onto the bench beside the tree, stealing a glance at the book nestled in his lap. Harry Potter. Perfect. "Who's your favorite character?" I ask, trying to sound casual. He glances up, his dark eyes meeting mine for a fleeting moment before diving back into the book. Well, that's not surprising. He doesn't know me, after all. I’m just another stranger. "I like Dumbledore," I blurt out, hoping to spark a conversation. Not my most smooth move. I am going to fail today.

What sort of magic is she using? "We can't use her name, Papa, because whenever her name is mentioned, you become dazed," I said worriedly, and he nodded. "That's a problem. Then what should we do?" Papa asked. "Give her a different name? Like Lily or Daisy, so we don't face this issue?” "Nah," I dismissed the idea. "It would be troublesome if we forgot the name.” “Then?” Papa frowned. I thought for a while and suddenly recalled my favourite fantasy series, ‘Harry Potter’. "How about we refer to her only as 'the she-wolf who must not be named' to reduce her psychological hold?”

“I do not know, Autumn, I suck at this. You should buy one of those Baby Names books when the time comes.” Autumn finally cracked and laughed. “I was joking when I asked you but now that you seemed to give it a thought. How about boys? What would you name a baby boy?” “This one’s easy,” I smirked. I loved how random our talks were sometimes. “Aragorn from Lord of The Rings, Niklaus, and Kol from The Originals, Ash aka Ashley Williams from The Evil Dead Trilogy, Yoda from the Star Wars cos he’s a legend, Mr. Deadpool aka Wade Wilson, and last but not least, Severus Snape from Harry Potter because he made me believe in true love with his amazing one-word quote: always.” I took a deep breath, f

Darren said, cutting me off. "What?" "I don't like Nutella." "Are you serious?" I asked, eyeing him incredulously. "No, I'm Darren. And I don't like Sirius Black, the dude's creepy." I just gave him a blank stare. "Who is Sirius Black?" I asked, scrunching my brows up in confusion. "Who would have that sort of a name?" "He's in Harry Potter," He said, shaking his head at me. "You wouldn't know." "Oh," I said. I only watched the first movie of the series and I didn't like it. So I didn't watch it's subsequent parts.

"We're going to win the biggest prize here for Mommy. She deserves the best, right, kiddo?" Natalie's cheeks flush pink, and she ducks her head. But I catch the tiny smile she tries to hide. Harry sticks out his hand like a tiny businessman. "I'm Harry, not kiddo." Harry. The name settles into my bones like it belongs there. My wolf rolls it around like a prayer, like something precious we need to protect. I shake his small hand. "Nice to meet you officially, Harry. I'm Jaxon." He nods, then grins. "I'm gonna call you Mr. Superhero."