Harry Potter Talking Head Novels & Stories

Their hearts were starting to twitch uncontrollably. "Look, this school has CCTV in every class, can't we see that?! That way, we can find out whether these cute children are doing something that is not justified or not...'' said Harry, explaining to all of them while glancing at Vera and his friends with meaningful eyes, making their hearts tremble even more. abysmally

The Voice asked. "Get out of my head! Now." Azak grumbled. *** (Aurora) Aurora looked at her mom as if her mom had suddenly grew two heads and four more eyes. What the heck was she talking about? From long line of Witches and Wizards? So, what? She was like Harry Potter? She had always believed she was just a muggle, huh! "This is- it is not- it is stupid, mom."

Abel got off from my laps quickly, running towards mom and hugging her legs. "Did you enjoyed reading with Vanessa?" Mom asked while ruffling Abel's hair that made him giggle. "Yep I did, she even makes faces and voices,s and what's Potterhead?" Abel's questioned looking at mom with his little finger on his nose, which made me giggle. "Well, Potterhead are people who love harry potter and his adventure" I explained to the little boy whose face went 'O' after knowing the meaning. "Then I'm a potter hair too" Abel squeaked in happiness raising his hands in the air.

Before I could even exclaim, Harry spoke quickly. "El, Why are you crying?!" Harry asked, forgetting is manhood was fully visible. "That!" My mouth swung open, seeing his glory. He looked down at what I was pointing then got the message. "You're crying because of my penis?" Harry asked confusingly. I shut my eyes. I didn't want the temptation to take over me. "Before we have this conversation, can you please kindly pull up your pants? And I wouldn't cry because of your penis." I said, with my eyes still shut.

Harry asked. Wait, Harry is making a conversation with me! And I don’t know what to say. I kind of feel disgusted by myself as I’m just wearing a sweater and jogger shorts. If I would’ve know that I’ll be sitting beside Harry then I should’ve wear something more presentable. “It’s okay.” It’s almost a whisper. He nodded and put on his headset. I didn’t look away and watch his every move. He must’ve notice it beucase he looks at me.

It’s dangerous yet I find myself wanting those captivating eyes to never look away. It frightens me to my core and I panic. “My real name is Harry and I come from a hidden world known as Hogwarts. My grandmother is Gandalf.” I sound stupid, I’m so stupid. The fumbling words leave my mouth before I can control them. I expect confusion from him, or maybe he’d look at me like I am some weirdo, but…he laughs. He laughs out freely. The laughter stems deep from within him, rich with real cheerfulness. As always, I’m entranced by it. The wind picks up the sound fast, playing it in the air.

Brooklyn frowned. God, I'm stupid. Talking to myself in my head. I've really gone mental. It's Harry, he's making me mental. Or maybe it's the alcohol... No, it can't be the alcohol, that's ridiculous, I'm not even that drunk. Okay, well maybe I'm a little drunk, but- "Brooklyn," Harry whispered, closing his eyes. "Shut the fuck up." Brooklyn looked up at him in confusion. "Eh?" "I'm in your head, babe," Harry said. "And you talk so damn much."

Lucas sighed again, moving closer to Harry. Ever since Harry recognized who they were, he had been all talkative as he answered each and every of their questions. "It's not my fault I'm in front of my idol and my mouth happens not to be taped." He said in embarrassment, causing Lucas to frown even harder. Lucas reached into his pocket and took out his tape. Before he could fasten it on Harry's mouth, Harry moved his head to the other side and said hurriedly, "Remember the name I told you I can't recall?"

Tove provided a brief explanation. I snorted. Yeah, right. That wasn't possible. I didn't care what kind of magic they thought they had, there was no such thing as moving pictures. I'd seen one picture in my entire life, and it certainly hadn't moved. Unless someone thought the flames eating away at the edges counted as it ‘moving.' "We'll show you. I think Tove has the Harry Potter series," Tag said. "We can start tonight. Give everyone some time to process what's happened."

I asked ignoring his smile. “Hermoine" His voice boomed low and deep as he dragged on the name. The name rang a bell in my head. 'I know that name,’ I replied the initial voice that spoke in my head. 'of course we do.’ she replied with a roll of her eyes and I was glad she was back.