Harry Potter Rizz Lines Novels & Stories

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

"I brought my ex with me” Harry incomprehensibly turns his head towards me. “Do you remember I told you I had never smelled a woman before ? That's because she's not giving off any scent”. Harry's eyebrows seem to have grown together over his forehead. “And that's because she's one of them. The witches”. I look down. Harry starts laughing. "What's so funny ?" “You've been with a girl who spends her free time killing guys like you? How the hell did you dare cheat on her ?”

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.

I move him slowly, carefully waking him up. He slowly opens his eyes and we were just staring at each other. “That was a good nap.” he pulled himself up and sat next to me, flaunting his half braided hair. “Wow Harry it really suits you.” Diana was quick to comment. “You look beautiful.” Neal jokes too. “Thank you Neal.” Harry answered jokingly. “You don’t have to remind yourself that I look way more beautiful than you.” We laughed even louder with his response to Neal’s. To be honest, it really did suit him probably because of his curls on the ends of his hair but he really looked great it. “The hairline is really receding up there.” Zion jokes which makes all of us laugh.

“The others are probably waiting for our return.” “Fifteen minutes won’t make a difference,” Harry told him, their fingers already unbuttoning his shirt to peel it back off his body. “I have spent all day imagining your skin against mine and feeling your eyes on me. I want to lick every inch of your body and watch your eyes lose focus as I make you come.” “F-k,” if Jules’ hadn’t already been achingly hard, he would have been by then.

I always wore a tie on my wrist so I used it to style up my hair in a low pony tail. I took two more puffs before I tossed the cigarette on the floor besides my leg and stomped on it. I watched as the little flames scattered before i turned to face Harry. His face was flustered from the cold. He must have a very sensitive skin. His blonde hair was brushed back and his black eyes bigger than ever. He wore a white T-shirt and fancy green knicker. His eyebrows were thick and he had long lashes with a well defined body that showed under his shirt. One could consider him as attractive

Rowina said to Lizz, taking out her small notepad, and scribbling something down before blowing on the ink, snapping the covers shut and returning it to her leather pouch. “I can now feel a drain on my mental strength since you increased the intensity once more, but it seems to match the feeling I get when performing complex magic, and I am quite used to that feeling being a mage,” Lizz shrugged. “I think…I think I can almost see where it is,” Rex suddenly said, his voice loud and commanding startling Rowina, Percus and Lizz, his eyelids snapping open showing his pupils fully dilated and whipping from side to side frantically. “Um is that supposed to happen?” Lizz asked shocked at Rex’s erra

Kit couldn't think of anything or anyone else but this Rozzie, whose freshly severed finger Harry had tossed into her lap. She almost lost her temper… she wanted to shout that he was a mad freak, and if he was not a coward, let him come and cut off everything he wanted from her, and leave the unfortunate girl alone. But that's what he needed, right? And Kit, with an incredible effort of will, drove her emotions deep into herself, shrugged her shoulders and said that she was better. She doesn't know this Rozzie and doesn't care what Harry does to her. Harry didn't believe it. He grinned. He said that he would introduce them closer in that case, and demanded that she return the finger that had

Harry replied, distractedly. Ria frowned, noticing that Harry's gaze kept wandering to the table across from them. She followed his line of sight and saw a stunning girl sitting with a handsome man. Ria couldn't help but wonder if Harry was attracted to this girl. Though she was beautiful, she seemed simple compared to Ria, who was dressed in a deep-necked tight shirt and jeans, her makeup perfectly done to turn heads.

“I’m not touching that. I’ll get tetanus or something.” Harry glanced over at me with a flat, unimpressed look. “And you think I’m going to touch it?” I tried to stare him down. “I’m not doing anything. You’re the one who wanted to be the hero. So go ahead and be the hero, Harry. Open it. Don’t let me stand in your way.” Harry looked at the knob, then at me, then back at the knob, and the devil grinned. I expected something stupid like ‘open sesame’ or ‘alohomora’. But nope, he had to be dumb but piss me off at the same time as well.