Romans & histoires Harry Potter Uses A Staff Fanfiction

Then keep it to yourself! Ryann- Well, I guess I’ll vote yes too. It can’t be worse than the intentionally gross drinks she was making you before right? Harry- True. Well in that case, bottoms up! Ryann- ….. Well? Amber- OMG Harry- -_- Amber- This is hilarious! I love this chick! Ryann- I know right? Harry won’t let us meet her though -_- Ryann- What did she give him??? Harry- A silencing spell. I can’t talk.

And God was it good. Seriously, I'm thinking of moving here and never going back home again. Even if I'll just be his sidechick. 'Cause his big cock is like a magic staff, sister. He surely knows how to use it, better than Harry Potter. He was one hell of a bliss.

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

It jingled when he moved. He grinned—a crooked, lazy thing—and wagged a finger at Lucien. “Oh no no no, fire boy,” he said, voice sing-songy and light. “You really shouldn’t do that in the hall. Makes such a mess.” A few students blinked. Others stared, dumbfounded. “Who—” “Is he a staff?” “He snapped that spell out of existence.” “What kind of magic was that…?” Lucien’s fists clenched. He didn’t speak. Didn’t lash out.

“What is this?” “Do you watch the series called harry potter?” He asked, and when still don’t get it, he explained, “You know, some fantasy that humans made about us supernaturals.” He then pointed at his little gift, “That character is named Remus Lupin, the werewolf there.” I nodded my head, looking at the little human that transforms into a wolf keychain type. “And? What should I do with this?” I asked again. “I hope you’ll keep it.” He trailed off, his tone narrowing but then he cleared his throat, “Are you happy today? Did I somehow convince you that I’m serious?”

At least I have to defend myself. Harry occasionally glanced at Kirey who was already busy eating the chocolate-flavored candy. "But why did you get an egg score?" "I was too lazy to write the answer, so I just answered it from my head. Shorter, clearer, and more concise. Mr. Dani alone can't hear my telepathy Harry. He's just an old fart that smells of graves, come on. You're being serious. Face the creatures of the earth!" "Earth creature? So what are you? Satan?"

Act quickly as trained before in just a few seconds the recorder is on. "That's right, that year I killed your mother, I took her place as Lady Levi. Haha, you can't blame me anyway, blame your mother for being unlucky to marry Levi Smith. . harry potter fanfic She laughed in madness like a psycho. This aspect of hers he had never seen before. Was it because he exaggerated something earlier that she reacted so strongly? But that's okay, anyway, this is the result he expected, it might be even better than expected.

Stacy sneered, "My son is so young, I'm afraid he doesn't know what it is, and why he didn't give it to others, but to you?" Stacy still believed her son in her heart. He was a little clever, but it never occurred to him that he would frame him with such a thing. "Hehe." "Okay." Harry stood up, picking up the buttons of his shirt one by one with his fingers. His eyes were full of evil. Stacy involuntarily sat back and looked at him warily. "What are you doing?" Harry laughed. "Of course I want to prove to you that I don't have the habit of using that stuff."

“Lucy! Could you bring me that box of bloodroot, please?” I winced and looked around. I had no idea what bloodroot was. I tried to find, backtracking where I had been, but something told me to turn left and around the shelves. I reached for an unmarked box and looked inside. It didn’t look bloody or much like root, but it felt right. I turned back and went to him. He was hunched over a staff on the desk. He turned and reached out blindly. I opened the box and offered it to him. He rifled through the box and pulled out a piece before placing it on the staff. Lightning cracked down the staff and he hummed as it returned to its normal color. Then, it started to hover. The young woman on the oth

"Smart fox. Any other interesting developments I should know about?" I tilted my head, giving him a smirk of my own. "Are you stalking a slave girl who apparently made it to Crown tier?" He gave me a pointed look, but I caught the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. "Just making sure my investment is protected." The word 'investment' stung a little, like a sharp small barb wire making a cut. I pushed the feeling aside and told him everything Harrion had said, every detail I could remember. The way his voice had felt pretentious, and how he found any chance for our hands to touch. I watched Riven's expression carefully as I spoke, noting how his jaw tightened when I mentioned Harrison taking