Harry Potter Spoofs Novels & Stories

she shockingly replies pointing at me with her pen, I still putting up the act nod and smile looking behind me once again, but still no sign of him. "I know my last name is hard to spell, pass me the click board so I can write it out" I smile looking with my eyes, she nods quickly handing it to me where I write a little note at the bottom, as I hear my name being called. "there I better go, I hope to see you soon" I smile walking away to look around for anything that might help me to make up an excuse, I see a bathroom where I basically run over and into the woman's pulling a few tissues out.

He retorted as I smirked, "It sounds weird to my ears. Harry is just okay." "Oooh, wittle Harry is getting pissed." I teased him causing him to roll his eyes on me, I let out a loud laugh. "Stop it, Lorien. It's not even funny," he glares which just made me laugh even harder. "I'm sorry but, I find it so funny." I replied, putting my closed fists just under my eyes as I started to fake a cry, "Wittle Harold Ellis wis pissed. Buhooo." "I told you to-"

came Gabriel, who happened to be writing something. Jake sat next to Matt with Gabriel on the other side as Mrs. Fenway, the music and drama teacher walked in and ordered all students to be quiet. "Now, today we're going to venture into the world of fantasy..." "What is this, Hogwarts?" joked Cole from the middle row as a low clatter of laughter followed. "I'm sure everyone in this hall has come across the word, Dracula," Mrs. Fenway went on. Great, more Halloween nonsense! Jake found himself saying in his head.

Tony inquired. "Can we fuck with some 'Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone'?" "Sounds like a plan!" He started to scan through the movies on the 'Fantasy' shelf. "Did you know that the original name for the first book was 'Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone?' They changed it to the americanized 'Sorcerer's Stone' because it sounded more "magical" to us uncultured Americans. JK Rowling was pissed," Dillon said emphatically. The dude had so many random facts that bounced around in his head. There was always something new to learn with him.

Instead of smiling I yawn and go to my room. 000 It may not be Athens, but the fishing village at the northern side of the island of Spiros is quite lively. In the open-air market the islanders sell a large number of products, most of them are homemade or handmade. When I discovered the little bookstore, I almost expired with happiness. I was looking at the copies for sale for more than half an hour. Patrick was grumbling and bored- looking behind me, but I ignored him. I still had some pocket money left and I settled on the first three books of the Harry Potter saga. Thank God that the bookstore sells many copies in English, apparently its main clientele are tourists who pass on very freque

This Transformation technique was extremely magical, and others wouldn’t be able to tell whether it was real or fake. Alex sneered and deliberately said, “Heh heh, why can’t I be here? Hermione Yggdrasil, are you with that guy called Dummy? Following him makes you my enemy. Now, hurry up and kneel and lick my toes, and I might consider sparing your life.” “What? You…”

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 23rd, 1992, 11:45 AM Larry Potter was doing a fine impression of a fish outside the water at the moment. What he just saw was some very amazing stuff, even when magic is taken into account. But then, he only knew this magic world for a little more than a year, so he didn't have much of a base to compare. Larry Potter then looked at his Head of House, and paused. Even if she was not doing a fish outside the water impression, she was looking at Erik with wide eyes.

I expect to see a sweaty and out of breath man but he looks as cool as ever. “Did you use Wingardium Leviosa to empty the room?” I ask him with a raised eyebrow. He looks unamused by my reference to Harry Potter as he looks back at me with a bored gaze. “No. I just used evanesco to make it all disappear. But don’t tell anyone about it.” I blink back at him with large shocked eyes while he goes back to casually reading his magazine. Five seconds later I burst out laughing and I can see Pierto holding back his own amusement.

"Hey, loser! Think fast!" When he looked up, it was too late for him to avoid the incoming attack. It was a balloon filled with colored powder. When the balloon hit him, everybody laughed. This is his life since grade school. Being called a loser a freak, all because his father shines shoes for a living. The 'cool kids' always pick on him. They love to make fun of his old shoes, and worn out bag. "Aw, look. He's dirty. Why don't you call your father to clean you up?"

"No need to get violent dear, save that for another time, place, occasion and position if you know what I mean." "Brandon!" Heat rushes up all over my face and Brandon laughs his chest rising and falling. He cups one of my hot cheeks and laughs again. "You should stop that darling or you'll burn my shirt.." This time I don't do anything that'll make him tease me more and instead I stick with just shutting the hell up but I can't help the smile that appears on my face and I turn my head burying my face in his chest to hide it. "Now now pay attention to the movie Harry Potter is good. This is the part where Harry and Ron can't go through the wall and have to use a flying car to get to Hogwarts