Harry Potter Spoofs Novels & Stories

It was the second time I burned myself with my cup of tea. I had recently bought it when I discovered an internet store about literary articles, and I instantly fell in love with the Harry Potter-themed cup that only required the coat of arms belonging to the book when it was filled to the top by a smoking liquid. Most of the time, I just filled it with water just to have the pleasure of seeing the dark color giving way to the brightness that contained the drawing of the most famous magnificent witchcraft school in the literary world.

“What is so funny about Harry Potter?” “Do you know how much your mother loves Harry Potter? Those are her books.” She sets the book down and looks at me with disbelief. “No they’re not.” “Ask her. I promise you. I can tell you she is house HufflePuff and her patronus is a wolf. And she knew that before she knew of the magical world.” “Mine is a dog,” she replies and goes back to reading.

He whispered next to my ear, giving a warning tone. "You take that back!" Seth snarled with disbelief. "Harry Potter is one of the most franchised fantasy novels turn two awesome films of the century." "Yeah, but why would a wizard who can't fight in combat only with a glow-in-the-dark stick cast magic when you can have a hunky werewolf or a very seductive vampire." I heard a low growl behind me as Logan stuck his gun on my rear. That is no gun. "Logan, please make your girl stop."

I raised one brow at her. She made a snotty face at me. "Yes. Please continue." She waved me on. I nodded. "Okay, one day in Spells and Potions, some jackhole was messing with me. The counterspell I threw hit one of his deflection spells and slammed back into me." I could remember that day as if it were preserved on digital.

Rolling her eyes at him, Sia supressed the urge, to hit his head. “ Drink some coffee! You will feel better! ” Annoyed to death, Sia still kept her tone polite. Harry was suspiscious of her. There was something definitely going on in Sia's evil head. He gave her a suspiscious look and stared inside the mug. She had not poisoned it, right? He sneaked a glance suspisciously at her again, who smiled at him in return. Yup! Coffee was definitely poisoned. Gulping, he relaxed back and looked at her, trying not to give himself away.

Getting information from the Internet is like a guessing game. You have to guess which one is real and which one is fake. With all the things that people uploaded online about the Scent of Death, it's hard to know which one to follow. She can't hack the police database. Aside from the fact that she doesn't know how to do it, she will also go to jail if she gets caught.

said Jackson . "You are kidding aren't you ?" asked Cynthia . "Of course he is kidding .Do you really think vampires exist Cynthia ?" exclaimed Sheldon . "Yeah I know .They don't exist . Maybe" said Cynthia . "What the hell do you mean by maybe Cynthia ?" asked Sheldon . "They might exist I mean even in harry potter books they were mentioned .Students had to write a essay on how to fight them or something ."added Davina . "Seriously guys ! Seriously ." snapped Sheldon.

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 slowly nodded, not trusting my voice not to break right now. “Want to see if Chris is down for a movie marathon tonight? I’ll buy the snacks,” I could hear the smile in his voice, “It’ll be just like old times.” Chris was sitting in the row behind us, surely a middle finger to my mother. “Did I hear movie marathon and Chris?” his voice sounded from behind me. “Harry Potter?” “Hell yes!” Chris whisper-yelled, causing my mothers head to spin around like something straight out of a movie. If looks could kill; Chris would have been dead the moment her eyes met his.

Regrets started to drown me in. Ty laughed and I quickly focused my attention back on him. "So that is why he has been searching for Harry Potter books! You turned him into a Harry Potter lover." "A Potterhead!" I gave her a disapproving look. Muggles, smh. "Yeah, whatever you call it." He rolled his eyes, clearly did not care, and I shot daggers at him.