Harry Potter Reading Age Novels & Stories

Picked up his library card and went to the librarian. "Ahh, Harry? You want to borrow another book?" Greeted Lis, a girl aged 25 years and 2 years older than Harry immediately stood up as she looked at Harry who was walking towards her. It was no secret that the librarian liked Harry so much, that even Harry himself was confused about how the girl knew him. Harry was uncomfortable dealing with him but forsake of Kirey. Harry was willing to face Lis for the books that Kirey had borrowed. The reason he came to this library was also to be able to lend Kirey a lot of books.

Memories of me and Ethan sprawled on my bed or my bedroom floor reading books together, guessing each other’s Hogwarts house. It was Friday afternoon. As the classes were over before noon, I had called Jake over to help me pack all my stuff for the move. Anya would have helped, but she was in her office and had called in to make sure Jake and Andrew were behaving. “Is that Harry Potter?!” Andrew exclaimed, rushing into my room and leaning down to see the books with his big brown eyes. I grinned at him and let him see the books. “My mom gifted it to me when I was ten.”

Abel was trying to slide down from his mom's embrace, Eva saw this and put him down, I kneen down so I can have the same height as little Abel. "Anything you want" "Will you read for me then?" Abel asked while looking at me with that puppy eyes, how can I say no? "Of course, I will, but what do you want me to read?" I asked while patting his head. "HARRY POTTER" Oh, look like we have another Potterhead in the family. ..... HELLO there here comes another story of 18 to 8p for y'all. well, Abel is cute, as hell... do you think the same?

If you want to see them always happy, never argue, and live in a fantasy world, this is not the book for you. - You must be at least 16 years old to read this book; it is intended for adults rather than children. - Constructive critique is welcome, but harsh comments will be removed! - Please be respectful of other readers' opinions; there's no need to impose yours on them. That's all. Now dive in and enjoy the ride. Happy reading!!

I stare at him, then grab a bottle of water and head to the room. I sit up against the headboard, legs crossed, and turn on the TV. “What you watching?” he asks. “I don’t know. Something on N*****x. What do you wanna watch?” “Something good for the baby,” he says. I blink. “Like what?” “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone.” I stare at him. “Are you serious? You’re a pothead.” “I am not a pothead,” he argues. “But yes, I wanna watch Harry Potter.”

The one with the café that has the good hot chocolate? "That's the one." "And I can get three books instead of two?" Klaus knew when he was being negotiated with. His daughter was going to be a terror in business someday. "Three books. But only if you're completely silent for the next hour." "Deal!" Cassidy hopped off the desk and scampered back to her corner, grabbing a thick chapter book from the pile and settling in with the kind of intense focus that always startled Klaus when he saw it. Four years old and reading Harry Potter. Four years old and bored by basic arithmetic. Four years old and already running circles around the adults in her life.

I spoke in my defense but I was still smiling. "She's mad at you. She looked like she might cry anytime and you're laughing?" Harry said with a frown. "Aww are you mad too?" I laughed on his face and his mouth opened wide in disbelief. "You're unbelievable." He said and rolled his eyes. Harry was almost my sister's age but still a bit younger than all of us. He was 19 while me, Calvin and Mia were 25. He was too young to be in a group of hunters and to be exposed to such amount of dangers. But the amount of skills and intelligence that this young man had was irreplaceable.

"Look at her. She's so young and looks like a college student. You're already in your thirties. I don't have to call her little sister-in-law." Harry frowned. "Is Charles trying to tell me that he's old?" "Don't call me that in the future." Harry would never admit that he was old. However, he had to admit that Stacy really looked young. Charles smacked his lips twice. "Fine. Eight years old is not a big difference. Just when she was ten years old, you were already an adult. When she was an adult, you... weren't that big..." In the face of the spring breeze-like smile of Shang Harry, he immediately changed "you are old" to "not big". He was afraid of the spring breeze, and the next moment, it

He says with a smirk. “Tell, yes that’s right defiantly tell. I am watching Harry Potter. The first one. I had planned to watch all of them the weekend.” I somehow found my voice and confidents only to ramble like an idiot, I would smack my forehead, but I am just going to act like it was normal and not draw any more attention to it.

DISCLAIMER Age Recommendation This book is intended for readers aged 16 and over. It is not suitable for children or young teens. Reader discretion is advised. Parents, guardians, and educators are advised to review content if this book is accessed by younger readers. This is a work of fiction. All characters, names, places, cultures, organizations, supernatural creatures, and events depicted in this book are entirely the product of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual people (living or dead), real places, or true events is purely coincidental and unintentional. The world in which this story takes place is fictional and does not exist in reality.