Harry Potter Smoking Novels & Stories

"If he tries to bully you again, treat him how you treat your friends." "That's weird." "Actually, weird things do end up good. You should try that. And I have a class to go to so I'll leave now. And try to reduce smoking, you may think smoking a cigarette once is bad for the body but you won't know when it'll turn out to get addicted. Do you get it?" I gave a nod while making a little smile at her. Ms Devlin left. After hearing her talking like that, it felt like a friend. Maybe Ms Devlin was right about Harry, I'm going to try that.

Nevertheless, Sydney didn’t question or decline rather she popped another stick and passed it to Katniss alongside the lighter. “Didn’t know you’ve started smoking. Good girl gone bad.” Sydney smirks and puffs out smoke. Katniss had the cigarette pressed against her lips and was attempting to light it’s edge. A hint of a smirk appeared at the side of her lips on hearing what Sydney said. The cigarette is lit and Katniss’ begins to smoke while staring at nothing in particular and lost in thoughts.

He says over my lips. I smile. “And I like kissing you more only if your lips don’t taste like tobacco.” Harry chuckles his throat, “I am sorry but don’t worry I am not really a smoker.” “Well good because I don’t want to taste tobacco all the time.” He smiles, “I’m sorry.” I shake my head sideways, “Harry?” I call out as I push his hair behind his ear and he looked at me with his attentive emerald eyes. “Yes sweet cheeks?” He plants a kiss on my right cheek while I feel his palm rubbing over my side.

Did his sense of smell burn away the day he first smoked this vile herb? Poor forgotten Hazel quickly ran up towards the alcove and took my hand firmly. “We should go,” she said urgently. She gave a curtsy to the werewolf, and half-ran, half-dragged me out of the room. I turned back to look at the werewolf with fine features. Wisps of smoke surrounded him, giving him the look of some sorcerer deep in his witchcraft. A sly grin was on his face, and he continued to lazily exhale smoke rings.

Henry called out and glanced at him pleadingly. James immediately understood and threw him a cigarette. After thinking for a moment, he felt that one was not enough. He knew that Henry had a cigarette addiction and would have at least two packs daily. He threw all the cigarettes he had and a lighter to Henry. Whitney took it and said sternly, “No smoking.”

Chapter 56: Repercussions Kai’s P.O.V The moment I walked into the balcony, the stench of cigarette smoke entered my nostrils and I started to cough, almost dropping the drinks I was holding. “Night! What the hell!” I waved my free hand in front of my face to move the wisps of smoke in the other direction, but it did little to help get rid of the awful stench. “Since when do you smoke?” “I don’t.” He sighed, extinguishing the half-burnt bud onto the railing before discarding it in the bin next to him. “I quit when I joined college, but it seems old habits die hard.”

"Your choice." He moves to the bars and pulls out a joint from his trouser pocket. He lights the tip and takes a pull, tipping his head back and letting out a cloud of smoke. I frown. Harry doesn't smoke, but just looking at how he does it, one can tell he's been doing it for years.

He entered his room and was shocked to see Harry sitting in it. He was sitting on the sofa in the room, smoking a cigarette. The ashtray was full of cigarettes. I knew that Harry had started smoking a lot of cigarettes these days. Alexander was worried about seeing him in his room.

Liam watched her with a loving gaze, admiring her passion for capturing the fleeting moments of life. Meanwhile, Liam reached into his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes. He lit one and took a long drag, the smoke spiraling upward and dissipating into the air. The sight of Liam smoking always concerned Rose, but she knew it was his way of finding a moment of calm amidst the chaos of the world.

"But that's not even the most shocking part. Ava, he was smoking." I blinked, confused. "He was smoking? Like real smoke?”