Harry Potter Names Ideas Novels & Stories

Then it hit me that I could just message him on I***a and opted for it, asking my subconscious to remind me to pay Ruby a visit later. How could one person experience a hundred percent of frustrations In one day? I thought about chewing on my pinky finger. I typed in James on the search bar and grinned widely when the search results popped out. Being popular and influential had its benefits, I thought. His name was the first on the search results very simple name, which was, James of Gryffindor. I grinned at his choice of username. Arching my brows at the realization that he was a verified I* user, I sighed.

“Oh, my God.” “What?” he said innocently. “It worked, didn’t it?” She rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. “We should start talking about names.” “Done,” he said immediately. “I’ve got a list.” April arched a brow. “Really?” “Oh yeah. First up—Princess Sparkle McThunderpants.” She burst out laughing. “You’re not naming our baby after a comic book horse.” “Fine. What about Galaxyra? Or Unicornia?”

The children sat with unusual seriousness while May lowered herself comfortably into a chair. “All right,” Damien said. “Let’s hear the ideas.” Aria raised her hand like she was in school. “I think her name should be something pretty and soft. Like... Bella. Or Lily. Or Angel.” Aiden immediately shook his head. “No. She should have a strong name. Like Zara. Or Nova. Or Captain.” May laughed so suddenly she had to hold her stomach. Damien covered his grin with his hand. “Captain?” he repeated. “For confidence,” Aiden said.

She chuckles and nods, “Do you have any name suggestions? Two boys, who’ll be princes, right?” He nods, “So, we need strong names. Like Leonidas… or Perseus… or Hector.” He chuckles, “You have a thing for Greek names?” She shrugs, “Leo, Percy, Heck. Okay, maybe not Hector, but still.” He chuckles then nods and thinks, then he looks at her, “Would you consider Simon or David?” She furrows her brows and looks at him,

I asked, only somewhat joking as I referred to the Untouchable that tormented and raped Olive as he pleased. ‘He-who-must-not-be-named’ wasn’t one of the nicknames she’d given him, but I couldn’t resist a good Harry Potter reference. That being said, Olive was much more creative in the nickname department. Among my favorites were asshat and the dickless wonder, but the last thing I wanted to bring up was Blaze Madden’s penis. I had a light breakfast and the last thing I wanted to do was spew it all over Olive’s shiny new car. No, thank you.

There was no better sound than to hear his voice inside my head. ‘I don’t need to use any cheesy lines,’ he continued as spiritual tears fell down my cheeks. ‘I know you know my love for you is endless. Just come back to me and we will crush all our enemies together.’ Oh, yes, I’d like that, I thought. ‘Afterwards, you and I will make lots of babies.’ I half-laughed and half-sobbed. ‘We are going to name them with exotic names like Snape and Shera, Quincy and Zelda. You like that would you?’

"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."

“Let’s start throwing out ideas and see what sticks.” “Okay,” Isolde said, leaning forward with interest. “If they’re dragons, maybe something powerful like Pyra and Draven.” “Or if they’re wolves,” Cheyenne added, “something classic and moonlit. Like Lune or Fenric.” Tora covered her face with her hands. “You guys are going to give them identity crises before they’re even born.” Chelsea was already on a roll. “If one’s a boy, I vote we name him Brimstone. Brim for short.”

"And you're a liar because I know he's not even in your top ten. Are you seriously going to tell me he ranks above Sunspot, Magik, Emma Frost, Cyclops, X-23, or Hellion? For God's sake, we named three of our children after X-Men." Primrose, Blake, and I exchange knowing glances. Blanca blows a bubble with her gum. She was named after Blanca Lovegood, a character from Harry Potter. My dad continues, "Can you imagine if Ashton was actually named Goldballs?" I shoot Lennox a glare that says, "Never mention this again." He's struggling to contain his amusement, which is evident all over his face. Dear world, please stop giving my boyfriend, who loves to tease me, even more joy today. Sincerely,

She had not let go of my hand since the birth, a loose hold, the kind that does not demand anything but refuses to be the one to let go first. "There is something else," I said. Harry looked at me. "A middle name," I said. "I have been thinking about it since the warehouse. Since the night I found the photograph on the bookshelf." "Jenny..." "Josephine Macbeth," I said. "Jo Mac. If she hates it when she is older, she can drop it. But I want her to have it." The room went completely still. Harry did not move. "Macbeth," he said.