Harry Potter Reading The Books Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Author Pov Harry inserted the key in the hole of the metal box and opened it only for his frown to deepen even more. He placed the box on the bed and took a seat beside it. Mehrmah left the room already but not before closing it. Harry had no idea what was in the box but he knew there is something which he needs to know even though somewhere inside him he didn't want to know what's inside it. He stared at the box filled with letters. He didn't want to read as it wasn't his but as soon as he decided to close the box he saw something.

While the library was filled with business books and self-help books, she was able to find some novels, albeit classics. Mary had stolen them, or more like borrowed them for a while, and she was in his room reading. And no, it wasn’t due to the fact that she missed Nicholas or just wanted to smell his scent. No. It was more because she found reading in his room better since it was bigger than hers and his bed was more comfortable. She lay on the bed, armed with a bowl of salted popcorn she had made early, as she flipped the pages of Harry Potter. Just close to her, on the nightstand, was the milkshake, which she would occasionally sip from.

she asked. "Oh, it's one of the Harry Potter series books." "Which one?" "I don't know. It's an old book from a friend, and the front cover isn't there anymore." "Let me see," Ariel moved closer toward Dylan to look at the book. Dylan looked at her face that was so close to him. They were smooth, and he felt that if he touched it, it would feel like butter. He reached out and pecked her cheek. "Why did you do that? "Ariel said, giving Dylan a hard knock on his head.

“For you.” I could hardly believe it. Flipping through the composition book, I could make out pages upon pages filled with neat handwriting, what looked like ten chapters worth of reading, and even… a couple of smutty scenes. My cheeks warmed as I flipped to a random page and read something about the dragon turning into a man, and…

Rowling fan, the kind of girl who’d empty her savings just to get the next book in the Harry Potter series. “Ivan Carlos,” I whispered, my fingers brushing over the name of the author. There was something about it that intrigued me. I glanced back at the shelf and realized I was in the section where most of Ivan Carlos’s books were displayed. I grabbed another one, this one with a blue and brown paper cover. Since I could only afford three books, I skimmed through, selected my third choice from another author, and went to find Chloe. “Are you done with yours?” I asked, eyeing the stack in her hands. She was holding four books, three by J.K. Rowling and one by Jo Watson. “Hey, that’s cheating

Roonie is still unconscious in bed, but his skin improved, and his vitals are balanced. She comes like this everyday to read him books, and she enjoys it so much. She set down the three books and picked one, then she opened it and sighed. "I know you can't hear me, but at least... your subconscious should connect with me. I finished reading Harry Potter to you yesterday, and today, it's a book about flowers, titled... BEAUTIES" She said, glancing at him. She stretched her right hand to him and held his right hand with it, rubbing it softly.

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I looked at it and had four missed calls from Karen and two texts. I read the texts and they are both wishing me good luck and to be careful not to fall in love with him. I turn on the Wi-Fi signal on my phone and I send her a quick email saying that everything was okay and that I haven’t discussed details with him yet because I find him intimidating. I sent the email and turned my phone into flight mode again. I leave the bathroom and I see Harry with his laptop opened. He was working. I got a hold of a couple of gossip magazines and I started reading them. There were some articles about his family and I read them paying a lot of attention to names and faces. I know a fair bit about his fam

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Then, he ran to the door of the master bedroom again, pointed, and said, "This will be the room of mom and Uncle Levi." Grainne looked at the salesgirl's surprised face and felt embarrassed in her heart. She quickly walked over, pulled Harry's hand, and said, "Kid, what nonsense are you talking about?" Harry let go of her hand, and ran to the other room door, still with the same face, he said: "This place can be a reading room, Uncle Levi can work here." This kid is just talking nonsense. She had intended to go somewhere else to see more, but seeing that Harry liked it so much, Grainne wavered a little.