Harry Potter Wallpaper Computer Novels & Stories

Night fell slowly, blanketing the Anderson mansion in a hush of quiet stillness. Outside, the only sound was the clever whisper of the wind whistling through the trees. Inside the master bedroom, a soft amber glow from the night lamp warmed the space. Arabella had just stepped out of the bathroom, her hair still damp, her pastel pajama clinging lightly to her frame. Harry sat on the edge of the bed, dressed in a gray t-shirt and loose lounge pants, his eyes fixed on the tablet in his hand—but his mind was clearly elsewhere.

She sighed, then glanced to the left, where another portrait was hanging on the wall. In this portrait, a woman stood there. Her left hand raised in the air at an angle. And her right seemed to hold a book. On her head she wore a hat, which had a point at the top. Her head was tilted to the left, where you could only see the left side of her face. And her hair was a dark brown, that looked like it flowed endlessly behind her. There were colorful colors that could be seen over her left hand, as if portraying something. Blues, greens, purples, and pinks colliding together at the top forming a colorful ball above the streaks underneath. On the tree to the right, a broom lay against it, with a c

"You too Ruvyn for letting me borrow your room." After dinner, Jimmy got out of bed to take a look at the wizard's room. The large four-poster bed was standing majestically in the middle of the room and was covered with a purple velvet coverlet. An elegant tapestry rug on the bare floor, portraits of wizards were hung on the wall. Two chairs stood facing each other near the fireplace with a small table between them. He approached the library to choose a book to read, there were so many that he didn't know which to choose. He ended up taking one whose cover had caught his attention, purple velvet, which seemed to be Ruvyn's favourite colour.

So the two decided to go home, but Harry suggested for them to go to his bachelor pad nearby a few blocks away from the DRI instead and she later agreed. His bachelor pad was welcoming from the open door to the wide hallway. Upon the sides were the photographs of his childhood, so loved by his mother. The floor was an old-fashioned parquet with a blend of deep homely light bareness, and the walls were the dark greens of summer gardens meeting a bold white baseboard. The banister was a twirl of a branch, tamed by the carpenter's hand, its grain flowing as water might, in waves of comforting woodland hues. Under the lamp-shine, it was nature's art, something that soothed right to the soul. She

Soon I hear the sounds coming from it - very noisy gun shots, bomb explosions and shouts which are too exaggerated and unnecessary. I lie down and pull a pillow over my head. Before my eyes is a wallpaper of a popular musician. He is posed around a car without shirt and three women wearing just bras and panties. I don't know who started it but it was hard now to see a musician posed without nude women. In Kent's room, he too had a wallpaper of a rapper covering every corner of his room. I have never understood the reasoning behind these wallpapers used to decorate a room like the drawing of Einstein. It seems to be a foolish attempt to idolize these men.

On top of it was a crusty fork and a glass with some lukewarm orange juice in it. Her computer was on, and the Bellum Aeterna login screen was splayed on her monitor. Everything was exactly how she last left it all. Except for one thing. The screen on her monitor had a thin purple crack that split the whole thing in half. A viscous, black ichor dripped from out of it. Droplets fell down to her desk and made little pools of darkness, the edges of which sparkled with chaotic purple energy. The pools spread slowly and gradually, and began to consume the detritus on her desk.

“Found ya!’’ I called out. I step into the room. It was a cozy and well decorated space, with two beds, a quaint mini table and a TV. It actually looked really warm and comfortable. I look at the left side of the room, which I had a huge hunch it belonged to none other than Stephanie. The bed was glittered with make up and dresses were scattered. On the walls were pasted with twilight posters—She's team Jacob by the way. There were also posters of the one direction band. Harry, Louis, Zayn, Niall and dear Liam posters were pasted in a circle but with stars decorating the late Liam poster. On the other side of the room was actually dull. The decor was melancholic and stifling. It actually fel

It felt like hours that she sat there on the bed and looked at the laptop. It was her favorite color, red. The thing had more RAM than her desktop, and the seventeen-inch screen was nice compared to the smaller one she had. As she looked it over, she noticed that it had a sticky note on the screen. She clicked on it and smiled. Dearest Majesta, Work hard, but play harder. Enjoy your new toy. I hope it is what you wanted. Check out the books that I had loaded. They are under Books, in the documents.

There was a large bookshelf all around the walls and different books in different sizes were neatly arranged. The floor was a tiled marble floor, and there was a piano, three wooden chairs, orbs on the vacant walls, and different potions arranged on a large table which was near the bookshelves. I was mind-blown, but I still didn’t forget what was going on. Then I noticed a window with blue curtains. “Maybe I can see the woods from here or the so-called Great Vampire.” I muttered under my breath, and balled my fists. Although, it was a bit scary that the Great Vampire might come around here. What if she sniffed me out? It meant even these vampires won’t be able to do anything to help me.

Harry speaks as he imagines everything he is saying while staring at the empty room. A smile creeps on his face before he stares down at me, “I imagined all of that the moment I first stepped in this room. I saw you there.” He points a spot near the glass window as we stare at it. “And it felt really nice imagining it because it’s something I want to see for real so I instantly bought it. I can see that this entire room will soon be filled with your arts and all those drawing tools that we will buy and all those colours that will splatter elsewhere in here.”