Harry Potter Wallpaper Computer Novels & Stories

The bathroom door was open so I peeked in, but nothing happened. ** Jessy's POV When the book shelves opened, I entered immediately. I didn't know he had something like this in his room. It was twice as big as her bedroom. My eyes widened as I toured inside. Firearms, computers and whatever else is inside. I sat in the swivel chair and turned on her computer. I smile as I type the password. My birthday is the password on all his computers. Even the one at the gate, it's my birthday too. "The sweet really crazy." I said see the wallpaper of his pc. My picture was stolen on my 18th birthday. I still have a side view here but it's nice to get it. You can get a copy of it.

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

As usual, a good visualization was another key. Surprisingly, the visualization was not all that difficult. Leesa had seen people appear to pass through walls in any number of movies, including Harry Potter and The Matrix. She liked the image of Harry disappearing into the brick wall of Platform 9 3/4, so she decided to use that. It had the added advantage of being wizard magic, even though the magic was fictional—as far as she knew, anyway. She closed her eyes and visualized the scene from the movie a couple of times. When the image was clear in her mind, she stepped confidently forward and promptly bumped her nose into the wall. The rest of her body thumped against the plaster a split seco

On either side of the room, there were two beds with canopies over them, maroon and gold, as if I’d walked into the Gryffindor Dorms in Harry Potter. On one of the desks sat a boy bent over his desk with a set of books opened in front of him. There were massive headphones over his ears, and I could tell that he wouldn’t have heard me coming. There was a dartboard over his bed, and there were two darts embedded in it. One of them had found the bullseye, while the other was pretty close to it. I squinted at it for a moment, my brain tingling. Then, I looked back at my roommate.

"We arrive at my bar and I’m immediately struck by rage. Right across the front door and the bricks of the building is a huge. Graffiti drawing of some unidentifiable symbol or tag or something. I can’t help but reach out to touch it and my fingers come back sticky with black paint that hasn’t quite dried yet. For goodness sakes, why would someone even vandalise the front of my building? This is ridiculous! What were they hoping to accomplish? It’s not even GOOD graffiti! ”Do you think it will wash off? It’s not quite dry yet so I reckon there’s a good chance we can get it clean.” Harry says softly. He seems concerned that I might be really upset or delicate. No, mostly I’m just pissed off.

I just smiled, "I want that wall with the wallpaper my mom picked out, the rest just paint it purple." I sat down against a wall and got out my notebook because I knew my mother would send me right back up to supervise. I looked up every so often to see Harry glancing over at me; I knew he was looking at me so I may as well draw and just let him work.

The couches still huddled the corner, but the rack of sex toys was now replaced with books of witchcraft, herbs and crystals, along with my own personal journal. The wall that once held a large X suspension rake was now filled with a large shelf of herbs, ingredients and tools for potions making and spell casting. Gabriel's fingers travelled the top shelf, just low enough for me to reach the back, meaning he had to lean forward slightly to see the labelled bottles. "You found fairydust?" He asked, his voice pitched with surprise as he pulled out a small vial filled with opalescent powder. I shrugged, going around the table with my back to the wall so I could see him as I worked. "Some."

So I decided to roam around a bit more while finding my way back to the living hall, when something caught my attention. It was a wall with a tree engraved in the middle with many branches propagating all over, and in each end of the branches were hung framed photographs of different people. It was a family tree, almost like the one in Black family from Harry Potter. I smiled. This family just ascended another step in my adore list.

I wondered, but it made me laugh. I went up to my room and lay down on the bed. I still could not sleep and remembered the phone given to me. I haven't checked how to use it or its features. When I unlocked the screen, the wallpaper made my eyes widen in surprise. "Damn those abs!" I said, looking at the wallpaper. It was just the body of a shirtless man, and its head got cropped. "But wait! Is this?" I went to the photo gallery. And I was right; it was Reule.

I whispered to her. "Why would the house keeper clean the area immediately? She's hiding something," she trailed off. At least she had a point, but their caretaker was too old and it would be impossible for her to hurt someone. But who knows? Arya suddenly approached Jaika which surprised us all. Even Mrs. Roque was also alerted. "Jaika! Are you cosplaying?" she chortled. "Yes. How did you find out?" She pointed at the picture on the top of the shelf where Jaika was smiling as Hermione Granger of the Harry Potter series.