Harry Potter Valentine Memes Novels & Stories

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“Harry, why are you hitting a little girl? If people find out, it won’t make us look good. Why don’t we make a bet for five hundred thousand?” Harry seemed interested. “Sounds fun. What’s the bet?” The man smiled meaningfully and replied, “It’s Valentine’s Day. Let’s see if she can sell 200 roses at the night market.” Everyone laughed in response. “Someone who can’t even talk selling flowers? Are you serious?” “Come on, man. You’re not planning on letting her go, are you?” I thought that I would be rescued, but I ended up in a worse situation instead. When Harry saw how hopeless I looked, he quickly agreed to the bet.

He followed it with a message: Happy Valentine's Day, baby. Hannah felt quite embarrassed when she saw the words "baby". She pretended to complain about seeing many couples while taking a walk by the river, and Joseph comfortingly said that he would make sure she wouldn't spend Valentine's Day alone next time. Hannah saw that there was already material posted on I*******m, and immediately posted an "OK" reaction meme. Afterwards, she took a screenshot and posted it like a task. Not long after the post was sent, as expected, Mrs. Howell liked her post and even commented, "Not bad."

An utter loser who feels scared to even groan loudly in her bedroom, let alone reveal my true feelings to my best friend from childhood. Notifications began to flood on my phone with messages from my friends and I felt slightly better. At least the party in the evening with my friends would be good, even though I had no idea where we were going. This year my friends were organising a surprise birthday/farewell party for me, as I am flying off in a week's time to Sydney, to do my Degree in IT. My phone beeped again, and this time it was various memes of Harry Potter, because all my friends knew what a diehard Potterhead I was. At least Harry had it easy, he didn't have to suffer for three yea

"You could say that." "Valentine's Day is hell." He says it like a fact, not a suggestion. "Worst holiday ever invented. Just manufactured pressure to prove something that shouldn't need proving." "You're not romantic then." "I was once romantic." His smile was sad. "Then I learned that romance and love are different things. Romance is just performance. Love is simply showing up when it's not pretty." I opened the door wider. I don't know why. Maybe because he's the first person all night who hasn't looked at me with pity or guilt or expectation.

The woman with a sexy red top smiles at me before she takes a long drink from her beer. “I want you all to meet Merry. My new found friend.” Harry formally introduces me to his friends with a huge smile on his face. “Merry this is Zion Watts.” He gestured to the black haired guy with a really handsome face who has tattoos on him as he greeted me a low hello and I responded courteously. “He might look a bit aloof but he’s actually fun.” I smiled at Harry. “This is Neal Bartley.” Harry gestures to the guy with blond who was kind enough to extend his hand to me for a handshake to which I accepted. “He’s just freaking laughing all the time.”

Like I was hypnotized. Suddenly, the door slammed, snapping me out of my zombie zone. "I am so sorry, didn't mean to startle you". Xavier muttered, staring at me with his cute hazel eyes. Something in his eyes made me feel safe and I smiled at him. "It's okay, babe". I am just tired and all... He cups my face and gives me a quick peck. "We will soon get home, princess". Then he fixed his seat belt and sped off. I never told him what I saw.

‘Don’t tell me, there is more’ thought Lily grabbing her head. “Remember Valentine’s day when Jiyoung’s batch decided to throw a ball” said Young Chul looking at both of them sharply. “Don’t tell us, we did something on Valentine’s day too!!!” said Lily in disbelief. “I wish I could say that. But you muggles, decided to destroy his surprise on Valentine day also!” said Young Chul with the fake smile showing all of his teeth.

I grinned, chewing the inside of my cheek. SAYS THE BOY WHO SHOWED UP TO MY BEDROOM UNINVITED. My phone buzzed again. IT WAS A SPUR OF THE MOMENT TYPE OF SITUATION. I NEEDED MOTIVATION FOR THE GAME TODAY. SEEING YOU GUARANTEES MY TEAM WINS. I snorted. PRETTY SURE THAT’S NOT HOW FOOTBALL WORKS. He didn’t back down though. YOU’LL SEE. Before I could reply, another text popped up from Valerie. The name ‘Val the Bloodhound’—a decision I’d gone with as a joke—glared back at me. The contents of her message read;

“Soon, Erica, there won’t be an Alpha standing in my way.” Valentine hummed to himself as he poured himself a wine and I watched him. I then realize the most terrifying truth of all, Valentine was the weed that needs to be taken out or the whole land will be infected with it. Valentine didn’t leave right away, especially when he was enjoying himself. He lingered near the doorway, his fingers brushing the wall. Suddenly, he laughed, quiet at first, then a little louder, like a mad man. “Do you know,” he said, tilting his head, “how easy it is to make people believe the wrong story?”