Harry Potter Quotes Dobby Novels & Stories

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

“shall we head home love, I need a shower and maybe a massage, it’s been so long since Drax and I had some action oh it felt good!” “Let’s go wash that stink off you” she says playfully holding her nose then giggling “ahh I’m so excited for my baby!” “you told her?” “did you want me to stand there and take being misunderstood?” he rolls his eyes and turns away from me “Harry, take this to the dungeon and secure it please”

Dolly didn't say a word as she looked at her best friend with apprehensive eyes. “Hey, you have to keep calm, okay? Your kids will be found, trust me,” Harry tried to go cooed her as he took a bottle of water from the small table beside the bed and offered it to her. Yet, Scarlet rudely snatched the bottle of water from him and smashed it on the ground. “I want my kids back!” She shrieked at his face and Harry became dumbstruck. Silence seeps into the ward. #A HIDDEN ~ LOCATION#

Draco stood at the doorstep, his figure shrinking in the distance, and I could feel his unwavering support even as we ventured into the unknown. "Goodbye, Draco!" I called out, my voice filled with a mix of excitement and sadness. Draco waved back, his smile both proud and tinged with a hint of longing. "Take care, Veronica. Remember, I am always with you, watching over both of you." With a final glance at our home, I took a deep breath and stepped into the depths of the familiar woods, my heart filled with determination. But just as I began to worry about finding my way through the labyrinth of trees, Draco's voice whispered in my mind, a soothing presence that seemed to defy distance.

A mocking smirk playing on is lips, “Is that Dobby I am se-” His words trailed off, his mouth slightly agape as his gaze settled on me. And then his eyes stayed stuck. A heat appeared in his gaze that I didn't really notice at that moment. "Yeah, I look like Dobby," I grumbled sarcastically, “Give me a damn sock so I can get out of this hellhole.” I grabbed the rag from the chair beside the whiteboard, eager to start cleaning and get it over with. Before I could turn around to begin my task, a hand slid around my waist from behind and I felt his hot whisper in my ear,

How eloquent was she when it came to talking down men like these? Again Fake Dumbledore remained undeterred by her words. He pat her head like he would a dog then left. “Argh!” She cried out. “Welcome to the pack,” I deadpanned. “Not another word from you, Phoebe.” “Okay.” “Seriously! Where were you? Do you have any idea what you being missing out me through?” “Not unless you tell me.” “This is not the time for your silly comments. We need to find a way to escape. You’re going to be killed.”

said Cynthia . " You don't nedd any of this ...you need the strongest thing in this world . " answered back Jefefry softly smiling . " strongest ...diamond ... a stone ?" asked Jefefry . " Not the strongest non metal dumbo ..' said Jefefry hitting his hand softly on Cynthia's head like a small kid . " Strongest feeling ...strongest emotuon ...you remeber the quotes once dumbledore said do not pitty the dead ... " Jefefry spoke up but Cynthia intrupted .

“Pity the living, and above all, those who live without love.” - Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. ~ CASPIAN ~ “I forgot to tell you all that this is only the beginning.” Those words reverberate like thunderbolts before they are gone again, their absence shifting the battlefield into a silence heavier than fear. Heavier than pain. Heavier than loss.

He was using a cane, his hair was totally white and thinning on top, and he had so many wrinkles, even a turkey neck. Santos laughed inside my head, ‘you’re mean.’ “Don’t be so fucking loud then. You can mindlink, so if you don’t want anyone to hear you, just say it inside your fucking head like the rest of us. They took your legs, not your brain, stupid.” Cyrus said, lessening my guilt for mentioning his turkey neck. I growled at Cyrus, but my growl didn’t even impress the old guy anymore. “But what about Harry Potter reminds you of our conversation?” Lily asked.

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.