Harry Potter Opening Lines Novels & Stories

We decide on the harry potter series since its long and interesting and also because we have discovered that we're both potterheads. I sit with a bowl of popcorn in my hand and our drink while he starts the movie. I forgot the straws so i get up but harry grabs my wrist and stops me. "Where are you going ,claire?" he asks. "To get the straws for the drink." I say and roll my eyes. "There's no need for straws" He says. "Then how will we drink it? . I mean there is only one glass but if you want to share -" I am halfway done with my words but harry stops me midway by placing his finger on my lips and shushing me.

Letting out snippets of what he's going to do when he catches us. I don't dare look back for fear of what I might see. "Let's get him to the courtyard!" I yell out to Oliver, and I check to see his response to me. It'll be easy to bring down Harry in an open place. I increase my speed as I run. I burst through two sets of double doors to get to the courtyard, where I eventually stopped running as I tried to catch my breath. Oliver is right beside me, doing the same. Harry emerges from the house slowly, with murder written in his eyes.

(Harper’s POV) “I’m sorry, what now?” I stared at Harry, dumbfounded. He flicked through some more pages of the book and then turned it to face me. I apprehensively looked down at the book. The page was titled “Bloodline” and there was a picture of a wicked-looking blade down one side. The writing was a little faded and handwritten, but despite all that, it felt so familiar and I could read it, like it was something I had read a thousand times before.

More tears slipped from my eyes as I drizzled it's blood around the circle, and on the fruits arranged on the table. The lightening had gone into a full blown heavy rain, thrashing and cascading everything in sight. I couldn't see it but I heard the enraged sounds. Pricking my thumb with a new needle, I dropped the blood into the book and it led to the page I wanted. I had taken the first few steps. Now I had to do the initiation. Clearing my throat, I began to read the glowing sorcery words. “Adaou dingo zatuu!” “Gruzdenn cratin fantuaaa”

“So what about magical creatures are we learning about today?” She grins at me before dropping a heavy book down in front of me, “History of magic creatures!” I put my face in my hands and groan, Drago chuckles from where he’s found a comfortable spot to watch us, a book in his hand. I raise my eyebrow at him, “Harry Potter?” He gives me a sheepish smile, “Don’t spoil it, I’m only on the Prisoner of Askaban.” I laugh and turn back to Serena. “Alright we’re here so let's begin.”

Like something you would see in a James Bond movie. Still silently gawking do I move to speak up. “Where in the world are we going? Are we going to Hogwarts? Or to the Lost City of Atlantis? Oh, I know. Maybe we’re going to Terabithia? That’s got to be it.” Arching an eye to me silently does Luca try to hide his amusement as he moves to roll his eyes, the door clicking open as it does. The door swinging open as we continue to stand there waiting. “You forgot the magic word” I mutter under my breath before I move to stand my ground. Attempting to fight him for all he’s worth.

“Mrs—Mrs Gold! I-I'm sorry—I was… I was looking for you to ask something…!” Abby frantically tried to explain herself, but Harriet looked very displeased at her presence and snapped at her in a low, terrifying voice. "Insolent. Who are you to enter someone's room without permission? Get out of here and never set foot in this house again." Harriet was very surprised when she opened her eyes. Slowly her vision, which had been pitch black, showed a dim picture of her room. But she was even more surprised when she saw a black silhouette reaching toward the wooden box that contained the Philosopher's Stone.

“You know, like in Harry Potter? What Voldemort did.” “Never read it,” I said. Maurice’s mouth fell open, and his glasses slid right down to the tip of his nose. Claire leaned out from his other side. “You never read Harry Potter? Any of them?” “No. Well, I tried the first one. Thought it was long-winded and poorly written.” They were both staring me down. They’d followed my instructions and trusted my judgement when lives were on the line, but now I had gone too far.

From the other side, the alarm had begun to ring. There were shouts everywhere, almost everyone had turned to their wolf form. The rogues came in their numbers, attacking on all sides. Harry didn’t hesitate. He rammed the gate with his shoulder twice, but nothing happened except a crack. On the third slam, it burst open. He rushed in. At that point, I had begun to feel dizzy from all the running, and Harry’s scent enveloped me. It was intoxicating and I drank from it. I felt bile rise to the surface, but I held it in, and concentrated on his scent only.

Was it Harry Potter going on live in front of me? My mouth was wide open while my eyes opened big like balls. He entered the room with me trailing behind. The room is pitch dark. I couldn't decipher a thing. All of a sudden, lights emerged from a point coming straight to my eyes. I covered my eyes with my hands and peeked through the gaps in between my fingers. Lights were emitting from a big round circle that was formed in the air. It's enchanting. The vibrant colors spread everywhere. Erix pulled me closer and picked me up in his arms and entered the portal.