Harry Potter Toilet Novels & Stories

Then Harry let out a squawk, reminding me that I was on the clock. "Right then, lads," I muttered. "Let's do this." I headed into the kitchen to make Harry a bottle. The kitchen was already a disaster zone, thanks to Henry. He was perched at the breakfast bar, kicking his legs against the cupboards - thud, thud, thud - while using his spoon to excavate a hole in the middle of his cereal. Milk was splattered across the granite countertop, and Cocoa Puffs were scattered on the floor like rabbit droppings.

I won't make it all the way up this desk and into our room. "By the left, left." Lily shouts, and I turn to the left; there is a door. I turn the knob and undo the door and enter into the guest toilet. I bend down into the toilet system and throw up; as I lift my head, the toilet flushes automatically, cleaning itself. My body falls easily to the ground when I'm sure everything in my stomach has been thrown into the toilet. I lean my head against the toilet seat with my arms wrapped around it as well. I feel so sick right now.

Especially on someone who’s this handsome. He takes her towards the toilets. She notices and holds his hand to stop him, “you’re taking me to the toilet?” She asks confused. “Yeah, I’m going to fuck you in that toilet.” The straightforwardness of his turned Kelly on. She suddenly wanted to do it in the toilet too. The thought of being fucked in a confined space is a huge turn-on for her. She doesn’t say anything else, and Harry drags her into the toilet with the hand she’s still holding.

Well, as long as I can take my piss. |...| Woah... it does! It's like those illusions in sci-fi movies. And the toilet! At first glance, and it's already worth more than my life! The grandiloquent medieval castle theme extends here. Well, time to take my royal piss. |...| That's refreshing! And the flush! The water disappeared! So supernatural shit does exist here! I'll ask Ria to teach me! I'll go to the mirror, fix my hair and go back to m-

Bethels mind wandered in different folds. There was silence. Harry ambled towards the sponge stand in the exotic bathroom. The shower was large with white tiles as the floors. She watched as he ran the water good and hot, he then pull her into the tub,running his elegant fingers all over her chest. He got a handful of shower gel.

Today was the day I officially took over the branch office. I'd just reached the elevators when I ran into Todd, carrying a shabby cardboard box and slinking out dejectedly. He was facing a massive lawsuit for leaking trade secrets, and he looked completely haggard, as if he'd aged ten years overnight. Seeing me walking in with everyone crowding around me, his footsteps came to an abrupt halt. His eyes were filled with regret and pain—and even a sliver of pleading. His lips moved, as if he wanted to call out "CeCe".

The more I fall the more the temperature of the hole increases, i started feeling hot at my bottom till I got to thr end of the hole and fell in side a dirty water. I stood up and took a wide view at everything. I noticed the water is the Complete waste out of a huge building. I looking up could not see the top of the building. My surroundings is so black, everything is dirty and the building is so old and looks like a big castle like that of Hogwarts school in the Harry Potter movie. I got out of the dirty water and moved to an outer place. I found a fence of my height, after leaning the fence, are neat field like that of my school's field.

Harry crosses his arms over his chest grumpily. “You should put in a police report. We can’t just let them get away with this.” He suggests. I shake my head. ”There’s no point. We don’t know for sure who did it. I don’t want to make a big deal out of it.” I reason. Harry frowns and I can tell that he doesn’t agree but he also doesn’t argue. I’ll let it be this once. If it happens again THEN I’ll take the issue further. As it is, I need to make a cleaning potion. I unlock the door (thankfully there’s no paint over the actual lock.) and we head inside. I direct Harry to bring me a sample of the paint mess. He uses a spoon and scrapes off a little of the black paint and brings it to me in my wo

Margot shrugged. “I will eat everything,” Harry said before going into the bathroom. Margot’s expression turned dark. If her stares could break things, the door in the bathroom would have already scattered in pieces. “Jerk. I wish that thing works now,” Margot mumbled and was about to leave when she heard Harry’s screams from the bathroom. “Hon? Honey?” Harry desperately called with hands on his stomach. He was fine a while ago, but just after taking off his clothes to shower, his stomach rumbled and he started shitting on the floor.

He hadn’t been dumb enough to take the drink, like I had; but by the way things were going, Orlando would be eating out of the guy’s hands in no time. Did he have some sort of hypnotising ability that only worked on Orlando? Or was I just being paranoid? Maybe he was hiding something? As I looked around, I could see there was nothing odd about this bathroom at all. Beside me was an open shower that was littered with lotions and hair care products. It only had a single panel of glass separating it from the bath I sat in, which was built into the ground like a mini swimming pool.