Harry Potter Talking Head Novels & Stories

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

"did you do that?!" Harry shouted at the little figure in front of him. Ava's body was stunned hearing Harry, she don't know what is going on, but so she asked in fear and confusion, taking a step back "what are you talking about Harry?", "don't you know that?! after doing all the shit?!" He shouted again, taking a step closer to her. Ava couldn't understand anything as she shook her head and said innocently "I.. I really don't know what you are talking about? I didn't do anything, Harry".

“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.

The group of men filter behind the grizzly bear in front of us. Gee-gee lets out an over exaggerated laugh. “Oh, I’M SORRY, I must be misunderstanding you. Did you just call your FUTURE QUEEN a mud-blood?” Before he can respond she continues. “What is this? Fucking Harry Potter?” The man sniffs his nose before spitting on the ground in front of me. “She’s no future Queen of mine.” The men behind him yell out their agreement. I take a step closer to the man and give him a sinister smile. “What is your name, sir?” I bat my eyes at him.

It means a great deal to me! ＊ The best of us must sometimes eat our words. — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead The talk with Hunter still bugged my mind. Above all, I felt the immeasurable guilt for pretending to be his friend to gain more information on Tyler and his connection with Villain X. I tried my best to shove it back on the back of my mind. I had more important matters now such as Villain X and what he might do to us. There was no time to dwell on regrets. What had happened between Hunter and me was not a priority.

We sat in silence for a few seconds then she began with fake seriousness l. "What if it's my mom? She could be in labour? Or what if George Clooney came to our house and proposed to her?" Disbelief. I stared at her in disbelief. "Neenee's not even almost pregnant! And George Clooney? Really? Bitch please!" i retorted and her response was her staring at me like I was extremely stupid just like I was her a moment ago. "Kleo," she started out slowly like she was trying to explain something to a retard, "you can't be almost pregnant. You either are, or you aren't."

There was not a smile on his face; he looked as if he were discussing business. “I'm currently cooking, so go up and freshen up; we will discuss everything after we finish our breakfast,” he added. He sounded strict like a school principal. Is he serious? What kind of huge losses is he talking about? My heart skipped a beat and tried to recall something, anything, but nothing happened.

he said but obviously, Hari thought the other boy was joking and he thus didn't take him seriously. "Ha ha ha, hurt me? How? I know you aren't trained and you don't have any weapon on you. So, pray tell, how would you have hurt me? Or are you a witch and you wanted to abracadabra me?" He said while laughing and Ravi just shook his head. "Abd... abda... what?" Ravi asked all confused because he didn't understand what Hari said. "You know, Harry Potter?" Hari said expecting Ravi to understand but he still had that confused lost look.

Old man Levi is having a headache thinking about the next chess move. Harry was also mimicking his pensive forehead gesture. That image is so cute that people can't help but want to jump up and kiss it a few times. Hearing the noise, Harry turned his head to look. As soon as he saw it was Grainne, the boy happily shouted: "Mom!" Grainne walked over there and made a "shhh" gesture, telling him not to talk to old Levi's thoughts.

It is hard to chew it as I try my best to smile innocently at Sky who sighs and pokes my full cheeks, commenting that I look like a chipmunk. “Option one from about two hundred and fifty years ago, the Harry Potter Series.” Lia chimes in, motioning the pile of seven movie sitting on the edge of the coffee table. I laugh, watching as Lia begins to take the first movie – Harry Potter and the Philosopher Stone. I movie full of magic and a revolution at the end. Seems fitting to what I am dealing with right now. “What the other option?” Sky asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pressing a kiss on my forehead.