Harry Potter Trousers Novels & Stories

He stood by the door and waited for Harry to finish his business and notice him, holding open the door for the two pretty young girls who left clutching woven baskets and giggling behind their hands, before strolling through the crowded aisles to where Harry finished recording his sales into the ledger. “What are you doing here?” Thaelen laughed, shaking his head. Harry looked the part in a neat waistcoat and trouser set, a chain running from a brooch to a breast pocket revealing the presence of a pocket piece, and their long hair tied back at the nape of their neck with a piece of black felted ribbon. Harry looked up with a delighted smile. “Wasting time, of course, whilst waiting for you.”

She waved over the nearest shop assistant who was arranging clothes on a rack. “How may I help you?” the girl asked when she came over. Ruby gestured at the clothes on display. “We can’t seem to find what we’re looking for.” “Perhaps I can help then. What exactly do you need?” “Clothes for a costume party,” Ruby explained, “We are going as Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange.” The attendant smiled. “Oh, Harry Potter fans, I believe?” “You can say that again."

I change into my comfy pumpkin pjs and furry tanktop while harry gets changed into sweatpants he apparently got with him and I lend him his shirt, but just for tonight with a promise to return it back in the morning . Along with kisses and cuddling. We decide to have a moviethon with popcorn and cold drink. Lots of it. We also order a pizza for dinner. I pop us some popcorns while he sets the movie and get us blankets .We decide on the harry potter series since its long and interesting and also because we have discovered that we're both potterheads.

Alice POV I was in shock when I saw Harry appear in front of me wearing ripped jeans. Adidas trainers and a white t-shirt. His t-shirt hugged his muscles showing of the perfection under the fabric. He put a baseball cap on and we walked out of the bedroom. We walked past the press unnoticed which made me happy. I don’t know how to react in front of them.

I knew her but I wanted to know her in every way possible. She moved toward me, her body covered with a graphic t-shirt that had Stitch from Lilo and Stitch with the Sorting hat from Harry Potter on his head. I grinned. She would cross genres and show her love from all things Disney and Harry Potter. She had a pair of sweatpants on. She shrugged her shoulders and grinned. “I still love comfortable clothes, especially since having Eli. He doesn’t care if I’m in jeans or sweats, as long as I’ll jump in and play.”

Maria questioned. “Of Course we are,” Ojaswi replied with a smile plastered on her face. “That is amazing…” Maira exclaimed happily, “What is amazing?” questioned Harry approaching them. “Nothing, we are just sorting out our old business…” replied Ojasiw. “Ohkkk…” Harry mumbled. “And…” she said and taking out his sweatpants from his bag handed it to him adding, “Here…” thank you…” “No, I don’t want it…” shoving her hand away he stated.

"You are not following me, dressed like some horrid creature that came out of ol' Hagrids daydreams." Now that was downright bullying." It isnt my fault. These are the nicest clothes I have with me." "No need to worry, puppy dog." Puppy and dog. Now I am confused. A minute ago I was a freaking toucan-duck and now I am a puppy and a dog, at the same time. By the way I am a full bred human being. Just in case any of you were wondering. "I have a few clothes right here," he enters the walk in closet and takes out a brand new Louis vuitton cricket trunk filled with clothes, expensive once. The once whose prices you can determine by their scents.

Harry scooted himself up to the pillows and put his arms behind his head as he watched Saint pull off his leather pants, for one the mint haired boy didn’t go commando like normally though his underwear still clung to his ass and thighs. “You didn’t seem to be complaining when I had you under me this morning,” he said and wiggled his eye brows. Brown eyes rolled as Saint slipped on a simple white tee shirt and a pair of black shorts. He took off his beanie and tossed it off onto the dressed and hung up his hoodie. “Well I’m complaining now,” he said. “But come on,” whined Harry, “we never get to sleep together. We get watched like a hawk back home and we aren’t even allowed to share the same

DPOV My royal dresser eased me into an ornate, pure-white jacket adorned with numerous, silver buttons that vertically ran down my torso. Black fur lined its collar and hems, while metallic patterns swirled in between. Black trousers covered my legs, tucked into equally dark, knee-length boots decorated with lighter swirls. My brown hair fell around my face, lightly brushing my shoulders, as a lavish headpiece stood a foot tall atop my skull.

'So how was it today?' Asked Dr Ray. we were standing in the lobby a bit far from Leo's room. It seemed like he was heading to the reception desk. He was wearing a simple light blue t-shirt and a pair of black trousers. His harry potter glasses were lying on his nose bridge and his smile while he gave to me made every woman present in the corridor to look at him. Of course, his smile with a faint dimple on his right cheek made him look too beautiful, and I did not doubt it. I smiled back to him and said,