Harry Potter Profiles Novels & Stories

— I'm not going to give spoilers, you need to read the rest of the book – he replies with an air of mystery – now it's late, time for the little wolf to go to sleep. I watch when the little bugger pouts, but nods, settling himself on the bed. "Do you think witches are good Scalet?" – I roll my eyes, remembering an old wizard friend who is simply unbearably cold, I think that's why we can be considered "friends". — I think some are, well, Harry is very kind and brave – I frown and decide to end this whole session of compliments on that Harry. I walk in and don't wait for them to say a word before pulling my mate to my shoulder leaving her gaping at my action.

Day job as a cataloging library assistant. Harry Potter House Gryffindor, Patronus White Stallion, character match Hagrid. Supernatural Team Dean. Game of Thrones Team Jon Snow and Tyrion Lannister. The Walking Dead Team Daryl. Outlander Team Jamie Fraser. Teen Wolf Team Stiles. Avenger Team Thor...or Hulk (can’t decide). Justice League Team Flash. Arrow Team Stephen Amell. Stranger Things obsessed. Heard Laurel, not Yanny. Started out reading with the Baby-Sitters Club. Then moved to Sandra Brown, Linda Howard, Julie Garwood, and LaVyrle Spencer in high school. Now all over the place with her romance reading tastes. Find her online at www.LindaKage.com Facebook Twitter Instagram

Before I go on with the story let me describe myself. My name is Joseph Harry. I am 19 years old. I am 5ft 6 inches tall. I am dark in complexion and always go with a low cut hairstyle. on the hairstyle matter I had no choice as no hairstyle other than low cut and skin cut was allowed in the house. I have a not so round face and a broad nose. I have dark eyes but my eyeballs are not white as I would have loved it to be. My teeth aren't dazzling white but are not dirty brown either. My lips aren't pink but chocolate brown.

Uncle said to Harry. "Sure dad. I'll take care of her. Tomorrow morning I'll tour her around the house." Harry said happily. I kept smiling. Waaaah it looks like I'm going to have an Oppa stepbrother! I picked up my bag on the sofa when suddenly another handsome man appeared. His straight hair is maroon brown, his long and beautiful eyelashes collide with his bangs, his twinkling eyes, his pointed nose, and his bloody lips looking so perfect! He was wearing a black uniform with the crown brand and initials C.U. .... Crown University.

Pandora gave him a displeased look, but he chuckled lightly. "Anyway, I was looking at other females' profiles to get a feel of the shit they put up." He stopped and looked at her, but she just stared at him because she had no idea what he was going on about. "While I was on there, I came across your profile." "My profile? I don't..." She stopped and glare at Ron. "You better not have made me one!" she yelled at him.

Two months went by and we were also a week away from Matt's 18th birthday. The man loves to read, so I decided to buy him the complete series of Harry Potter. He loves the books more than the movies. He couldn't afford the whole series, so this is the perfect gift. And also, the wand. He is a Potter head. I saw him walking to his locker, I ran towards him and jumped on his back. "There she is." He chuckled. "You're almost eighteen." I said while hugging him. He's older than us for a few months.

She said loudly, gaining the attention of both boys seated by her side, "Professor Davis?" Blue-eyes asked brows furrowing in what she suspected was confusion. "Yeah, our psychology professor," Shd said slowly, giving the boy an incredulous look. He didn't even know the name of the professor of the course he was offering. Students these days. "Uh, No." The boy said, turning his laptop in her direction. "Our Professor is Doctor Grey," He pointed to the computer screen. Maya's head shot up instantly and she grabbed the laptop from the boy's grasp, her eyes widening in shock when she saw that he was indeed saying the truth.

6 XAVIER Cameron laughs over the phone. “Come on, Xavier. You have to admit that you love the fucking attention that those young ladies give you.” I scowl as I pull into my parking space. “Girls. Children. Some of those students are under eighteen. I am far from being a fucking creep, Cam. Besides, those girls all look the same. Nothing but a bunch of fake blondes and fake noses.” “Don't forget the fake tits.” Cameron teases.

It’s dangerous yet I find myself wanting those captivating eyes to never look away. It frightens me to my core and I panic. “My real name is Harry and I come from a hidden world known as Hogwarts. My grandmother is Gandalf.” I sound stupid, I’m so stupid. The fumbling words leave my mouth before I can control them. I expect confusion from him, or maybe he’d look at me like I am some weirdo, but…he laughs. He laughs out freely. The laughter stems deep from within him, rich with real cheerfulness. As always, I’m entranced by it. The wind picks up the sound fast, playing it in the air.

Carwyn Levi's whole body froze. Bad guy… In Harry's heart, he always had the image of a kind uncle, whenever something happened, Harry would run to find him first, this time too. But this uncle that Harry adores the most is the one who secretly kidnapped his mother... If Harry knew the truth, what would he think of this uncle? Bad guy? Bad guy? Or are the scary kidnappers often appearing on TV series? Carwyn Levi began to feel afraid, afraid that his image in Harry's heart would be destroyed.