Harry Potter Peeves Novels & Stories

Alive. "Okay, just fine," Harry chuckled, rubbing his fat hands. “Now let’s see what your puppies say…” For a few minutes, Harry typed intently, snorted, then began to laugh, reading aloud especially liked moments. And then something pissed him off. He didn't say what, just slammed the laptop shut, tossed it on a chair, and looked at Kit with eyes filled with malice. Probably, according to the rules of the game, now he will begin to punish her?

His brows furrowed deeply as he bent his head, his fluffy hair falling over his eyes. I placed my hands on his shoulders and could feel how tense he was. “Baby, what’s wrong? Why are you so moody?” I asked softly, glancing at my daughter Harriet. “Mummy, it’s about Harry and his friends,” she said calmly as she put the paper back into her bright pink backpack. “They call him names whenever he tries to play with them.” I let out a deep sigh and wrapped my arms around their waists, feeling their small bodies lean against me. They sat on either side of my arms. That’s when I noticed tears shining on Harry’s cheeks, each drop glinting in the light like tiny crystals as they rolled down.

The sound of cursing and heavy keyboard pressing were heard in the background. Eva chuckled. "Did I disturbed you? I just called to check up on you?” Hearing Harry's voice, she asked with a small smile on her face. "You of all people should know that any phone call is always considered disturbing to me." Harry chided. He was heavily focused on being the victor of a new game that one of his buddies had invented, and right now, he was at the hardest level with the rumored, unbeatable boss. “And I would rather jump off the bridge than have you check up on me.” He added, his voice filled with disgust.

I peed all over the floor when the witch was just two steps away from the trap and the witch’s attention was brought to me immediately on getting a whiff of the disgusting smell but like others, her features immediately softened on seeing my rabbit form squeak lightly at her and she too seemed to think that it was a good idea to pet me. “Awww !!!! Aren’t you the cutest bunny ? Did you get out of your cage and just pee ?” she croaked out in her “baby voice” but she only sounded like a dying pig and the moment she took the two deadly steps ahead, she was on a one track path to hell with no return like the five of them before her. That was not only my pee- ughh so embarrassing ! It was the liqu

he whispers, looking at Blake and Jacob. "I know they're not Layla and Gaddie! I don't even know people by that name! I used to but they're not around anymore. You better watch who you're shouting at, you might be in the safely of the police now but you won't he forever! When I get my hands on you that's it, over for you!" He shouts so loud they thought the speakers on the phone were gonna blow "now I'm gonna go and take my girls on a little outing, watch you're back ink" he laughs, before the phone hangs up. Ink looks at the two men before running towards the bathroom to throw up, Blake and Jacob just look at each other.

He pleads with me with a pouty face, and I let out a small smile before handing him the cup back. "Thank you, baby." He says, and I roll my eyes. He drinks the tea in less than five seconds and throws the cup on the floor, making a burning sound. "Fuck! What is in that stuff? It is so horrible. Ew!" Harry exclaims as he rushes over to the side table in the room and chugs on the water in the jug shamelessly. "Prussian blue seeds and water," I say in an amused tone, and he sets his jug on the table harshly to throw a murder glare my way.

“I’m being an ass, right?” “No.” She scooted back on the bed until she sat against the headboard. Then she patted the space beside her. “That’s a pretty heavy load for anyone to carry.” “Yeah?” He hooked his thumbs in the front pockets of his jeans. Across the room Harry Potter was working on a new spell on one of the cable channels, but the sound was off. “What happens at the nursing-home inspection you’re going to tomorrow?” He let out a low groan. “Don’t remind me.”

A loud shrieking sound came from the beast. If he wasn't angry before, he sure was now! Think Hazel, THINK! But what the fuck could I do? I was just a girl, a stupid girl waving a stick at a nightmarish beast. What could a stick do? Suddenly an idea popped into my mind. I lifted the stick higher and made sure it was directly pointed at the beast. "EXPELLIARMUS!" I shouted. But nothing happened. FUCK! This spell always worked for Harry Potter - most of the times.

Madelyn looks at me and I smile at her, making her blush. “So, what movie are we watching?” I ask taking the focus off of her. “Well, I think my mate needs to learn what it means to be a Gryffindor, don’t you?” Maeve asks. “Harry Potter it is! I’ll make the popcorn,” I say, showing Madelyn where to sit and grabbing a blanket off a chair to give to her. I don’t know if she’s still cold, but in case she is, I want to make sure she’s warm.

But a little has a little abnormality. "Harry is my boyfriend, I'm sorry, where would you like Hary to be with a girl like you? You're old, ugly, stupid again, Harry likes the little one mam" Kirey chuckled evilly then ran away before Lis went berserk. Lis clenched her fists, she was always made angry by that one girl. It was nice of her to mock her own. "Flat bottom!" annoyed Lis then sat down, but Lis's gaze also dropped down and looked at the part that Kirey meant. Could it be that the girl was right? Because every time Harry looked at her, the man only looked her in the eye.