Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Trousers

She found cloths on the bed side as well. Did he bought them for her?. Hmp.. While trying to put on the pant,the towel slip off to her feet and Harry walked in, in the moment. She quickly drag her pant up. Harry looked at the other side. "You can check on Angel when you're done having breakfast" after saying that,he walked to the balcony. She didn't need a soothsayer to tell her to get ready fast. She wore her underthings and put on the gown. It was a black colored body hug gown with spaghetti hands,the wear looks so simple and decent yet expensive. It was long enough to get ankle.

"Well? Make a choice." Ivy eyed the dresses, each one looking more expensive than the last. She could feel his gaze on her, waiting. With a quiet breath, she reached for the simplest one—but Harry snatched a different gown from the pile. "This one," he said, holding up a sleek, midnight-blue dress. "Short. Fitted and Perfect." Ivy's fingers curled at her sides, but she bit back a response. There was no point arguing. Not with him. Something in Ivy snapped.

"He came back." Brooklyn chewed on her lip and guessed she must be in Harry's room. She climbed out from underneath the black silky sheets and padded over to the wardrobe, curiously opening it and peering inside Harry's personal belongings. "Black, grey, white, black, cream, black- Oh pink!" The flicked through his dismal coloured outfits and smirked when she spotted one of the only items of colour, a pink shirt. She couldn't help but think about how good he'd look in that pink shirt.

My skin tingled with excitement at the thought of Harry's hands roaming over my curves, stripping away the flimsy lace. Reaching the seventh floor corridor, I paused outside the Room of Requirement, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. Then, with a trembling hand, I knocked three times. The door swung open and there he stood - Harry Potter himself, glasses glinting in the candlelight. His black hair was messier than usual, like he'd run his fingers through it a hundred times. The white shirt hugged his lean chest and his dark jeans clung to his hips. He was gorgeous.

Harris opened the bag and removed the clothes from the paper bag, he nodded his head at the choice of cloth his assistant selected for Rachel. It was a plain jogger and a tank which had a soft padding inside the clothes. The assistant purposely bought the trouser, because he knew if he buys a dress or skirt, then he was going to add underwear, and his boss will surely punish him for that. So the trousers were the best choice, she could easily wear them without putting on any panties. He handed her the clothes, which she took them as she began putting it on. She didn’t dare remove her bathrobe because Harry’s was watching her like a hawk.

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pur

After parting the curtain a little in an unnoticeable manner, Harry peeped to see if he could recognise anyone. At first, all he could see were three teenage boys in a hoodie. Later when he began to pick words from the conversation, he realised there was only a masculine in the trio; the others appeared to be feminine. This was vindicated when one pulled her hoodie off her head, and shaked her hair. It was a short bub, and Harry couldn't remember where he'd seen this person, but he was sure the face was familiar — he just couldn't place it right.

Miss White turned around and ran downstairs. Kai knocked on the door of the study room, looked at Harry who was on the leather chair, and bowed as he said, “Master Harry, Miss White just came up and said that this is a gift from the young mistress.” “Hmm?” This was rare. Harry raised his brows. It looked as if his pair of beautiful eyes was smiling as he took the shopping bag and then took out the ‘gift’ with great anticipation. It was three pairs of men’s underwear, priced at nine dollars and ninety cents.

Again, emotions were shitty and life is just a torturous abyss. A few minutes passed and Harry came back with a white t-shirt and black sweatpants to offer. They were bigger but manageable, the sweatpants also have strings with which they could be adjusted. She took a quick, mindless bath and retired downstairs. She knew he was curious about what happened, and he had every right to know, especially now that she was potentially being an inconvenience.

Her friend told her that she knew about the invisible cloak from a famous book called 'Harry Potter. Harry Potter was a famous book and movie back on Earth in the 21st century. She doesn't know how her friend find about a book that came from the 21st century, however, she got interested by the cloak. If she bought this, she would show it to her friend if they meet someday. “You got interested in it, Soheila?” Hector asked when he saw that Soheila stood up. Soheila looks at him and said, “Yes, I'm super duper interested in that item.” She smiled brightly after saying that.