Harry Potter Wallpaper Computer Novels & Stories

It is hard to chew it as I try my best to smile innocently at Sky who sighs and pokes my full cheeks, commenting that I look like a chipmunk. “Option one from about two hundred and fifty years ago, the Harry Potter Series.” Lia chimes in, motioning the pile of seven movie sitting on the edge of the coffee table. I laugh, watching as Lia begins to take the first movie – Harry Potter and the Philosopher Stone. I movie full of magic and a revolution at the end. Seems fitting to what I am dealing with right now. “What the other option?” Sky asks, wrapping his arm around my shoulder and pressing a kiss on my forehead.

He almost looks like that guy from Harry Potter I jerked from my seat when the limo stopped in front of a shop. Ryan opened the door for us as Neo stepped out, ushering me so that she was leading me to enter the shop. It was small and has cream painted walls but the fact that it was littered with their products made it almost impossible for me to see the real wall. Against the cramped surrounding, I couldn't help but smile. It was warm and cosy and really felt homey inside.

Everything was in black. The wall, bed frame and sheets, and decorations. On a side of the dark walls was an enchanting painting of a wolf head. It almost covered the entire wall. The wolf's eyes were shining a bright yellow, the same color as the sparks of lightning in the background. From the distance, the yellow of the painting glowed. Hazel could swear that she almost saw the wolf move. It looked so beautiful, so surreal, and enchanting in a thrilling way. She had no idea when she started walking toward the wall.

The curtains dangled nicely with lilies as the motif. Her hazel irises circled as she observed the place that felt unfamiliar to her. In the room, Hanna saw some fancy-looking antique ornaments mounted on the walls, such as a deer head and a wolf headdress made of wood. Hanna shuddered in horror at the wolf headdress and preferred not to look at it again. Her eyes also caught sight of a medium-sized makeup table that was filled with various kinds of makeup equipment. Next to the makeup table was a sizable bookshelf filled with a wide variety of books of different types and sizes. If only Hanna knew who the owner of this room was then she would ask permission to borrow the books on the shelf.

I managed out, my voice almost a whisper. James pushed the phone closer to me and leaned back on his seat, turning it a bit to give me more privacy. His little gesture kind of warmed my heart, giving me the boost of energy to speak and when I took up the phone to speak loudly, all that met me was an enlarged image of a yellow themed sponge cake. What? I blinked in disbelief, tapping the screen but got nothing else other than a view of other phone applications. So that means... that...that initial screen... of a YELLOW CAKE was James's wallpaper?

"How about we get you back to bed, hmm?" Harry looks between us, then directly at me with an expression that hits me harder than the entire argument I had with his mother. "And Jaxon too, Mommy? Can Jaxon come too?" Natalie exhales slowly like the question itself is chipping away at her anger. Without looking at me, she says, "Of course, baby. Come on." Harry's room is any kid’s paradise. There’s dinosaur wallpaper plastered on the wall, glow-in-the-dark stars on the ceiling, books scattered across a small reading chair, and painted rocks on top of a cupboard.

I just send him one too, turning my attention back to the ever so interesting wall in front of me. "I got this for you doll, I know you said in the car you were tired and it says everywhere that this drink will help" he smiles, handing me the mug with what looked like warm tea in it, I take it from with with a smile as the wall became interesting for me once again "aren't you gonna try some?" He asks, really pushing at me to take a drink from the cup, I smile bringing the cup to my lips, the warm liquid making its way down the throat.

Having finished his dinner, he retired to his chambers for the night. On that same night, near midnight, Susan could be found sitting in a high back chair that could resemble the throne of a queen. The chair was in a secret room in the castle that had no apparent doors and four windows, one in each cardinal direction. The same room was circular and well decorated in four sections. It contained a big round table in its center and another three high back chairs around it, just like the one that Susan was occupying. Each chair had a Hogwarts House shield at the top of its back that matched the decoration of each section of the room. Red and gold for the Gryffindor's section, yellow and black fo

It took me minutes before I arrived to the first page of the ‘Potion Section’. “Animal Transformation Potion, Appearance Potion, Beauty Potion, Disguise Potion, Elixir of Life, Hair Growth Potion, Happy Potion, ..” every word was fascinating. I didn’t know things like these existed. Then after a few seconds, “The Love Potion.” I mumbled as I found the page that would bring me into my own death. “Two alive love bugs, three cups white wine, three cups red wine, nine apple seeds, and nine fresh rose petals.” I immediately read the ingredients and tried to familiarize the steps myself.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.