Harry Potter Names Ideas Novels & Stories

"And stubborn. Like her mother." "Hey." "Truth hurts." He grins, kisses my knuckles. "Have you thought about what we'll name her?" We've talked about names. We've made lists. We've argued over some and agreed on others. But we've never settled on one, not definitively. "I've thought about it," I say. "But I don't think we'll know until we see her." "That's fair." He rests his head against my knee, closes his eyes. "I've been thinking about Lily. Or Sophie. Or maybe something more unique, like Astrid."

Then it means that the fire king willingly did not want to expose his true abilities and all she needed to do about that was to accept his own wishes. If he was doing it then he had a good reason to do it, that was for sure. “My problem is, finding suitable names for the boys, Hephaestus…” she confessed. “What are you thinking?” “I am thinking something different but complementary, I want them to depend on each other yet have their own personality…”

“Did you think about names yet?” Dean asked. I knew he was trying to distract Bella. I poured myself a glass of whiskey and handed Bella some orange juice. Deam was still sipping on his wine. "I love the name Kent or Hugo. If it's a boy." I said as I turned to face Bella. “And if it's a girl, what about Stella or Wanda?" “No, no, no. Our poor kid will grow up being fucking mocked, Ace." Bella growled as she shook her head. “There is no way I am naming our kid any of those names. There is still plenty of time to come up with one.”

Tony inquired. "Can we fuck with some 'Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone'?" "Sounds like a plan!" He started to scan through the movies on the 'Fantasy' shelf. "Did you know that the original name for the first book was 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone?' They changed it to the americanized 'Sorcerer's Stone' because it sounded more "magical" to us uncultured Americans. JK Rowling was pissed," Dillon said emphatically. The dude had so many random facts that bounced around in his head. There was always something new to learn with him.

“Now, what did Jonathan write?” “Let’s see. Scepter equals Excalibur. Sword of Gryffindor rules. Mirror of Erised.” I squinted a little as I read the handwritten note. Isis shifted in my lap, turning to look at me, utterly confused. “I’m not sure I understand that. Why does Jonathan go from talking about Excalibur to Harry Potter? I mean, both are British, and Merlin is in both, though obviously only spoken of in Harry Potter.” Isis’s brow was furrowed as she tried to understand that strange way my friend’s mind works.

’ ‘Rubber,’ I suggested. ‘Not bad, but has other connotations. Friction Man, or Potholer. I’m getting into this now. Bottom Boy, Chimney Sweep, Cracker. Be classical. Zeus, or biblical ... Onan. No, he may not get that one. Ask him what he would like to be called and think of a name for yourself. Go for Mary Magdalene or Venus. Choose a woman known for her promiscuity.’ ‘Fanny Hill?’ ‘Excellent. Just Fanny will do. It says it all. Kitty is another one.’

Raiden. We entered the store when the girl Raiden bribed for a date glared at me. Excuse me?! Excuse you! What did I do?! "She's got one hell of a competition, oopsies!" Ione whispered. This girl! "Shut up Ione!" I rolled my eyes for the nth time. "Guys, what's your avatar name?" Ione asked them. "Harry Styles." Harry said nonchalantly. "HAHHAHAA Really? The Harry Styles? What originality!" I bursted into laughter because of how creative he is, jeez! "You, Arthur?"

"Lisa you still have your life to yourself, probably you might still be chanced to go to your school instead of changing" "I don't even know the kind of family I am getting myself Inform or his name"I frown. "His name is Harry Hamptons the only son of Kind Herr Hampton"Mom replied. "What an awful name and he is a prince?"I bad mouth. "I thought you like Harry style?"Dad questioned and I frown because they actually got me in this one. Harry style is my favorite and I love his music but that doesn't mean I like everyone names Harry. "Whatever"I scoff and watch the guard take my luggage outside.

Though I insisted that written upon Harry’s headstone, it should read, Harry Bastain Ashworth Dalgaard. Why my name? When Lilly and I mated, she said that it would be only fitting for Harry also to have my surname. Hers would have to be the predominant name as Harry would one day be King. Harry asked if Bastain could be his middle name. Goddess, he was so adorable when he asked that. I remember lifting him and throwing him in the air and hearing his baby laughter. My heart burst with love for that little boy that day. I had never known love like it before.

“Like Fluffy? Absolutely not. Our pup needs a commanding name. Something that makes people pause. Alpha material.” “You know we don’t even know if the baby’s gonna be an alpha, right?” “Details!” he said, waving it off. “Okay, first up—Ronan Dunham. Powerful, right?” I tilted my head. “Kind of sounds like Roman.” “But this has bite! Ronan Dunham. Strong. Fearless. A warrior’s name.” “It’s not bad.” Levi practically glowed. “Okay, how about Fenrir?” “You want to name our baby after a wolf destined to eat the gods?”