Harry Potter Wallpapers Aesthetic Novels & Stories

A grin slipped onto his face and he continued, “Welcome to your own little Hogwarts!” Twisting the knob, Nate entered and Eira followed. After hearing the word ‘Hogwarts’ she had built up high expectations. The room wasn’t grand or beautiful. Truthfully, it was dull. First she took in were the shelves with several thick books that looked torn at the edges. There were a few wooden tables with differently shaped candles and pentagrams drawn over them. The walls were lined with crafts and charts that attracted her attention. Most of them were hangings that showed the phases of the moon. There was something written below each picture but it was a foreign language that she couldn’t understand. Sh

I might be ogling him because he smirks . " Like what you see?" My jaw drops to the floor and my eyes wide with a blush on my cheeks . Harry chuckles at my reaction . " well , i can send you a picture of me ,if you like and you can make it your wallpaper ?" "Harry!" i shriek and hit him on his chest . " So , what were you doing ?"

I said, now stopping at my pace as I dragged the duvet above my breasts, my eyes darting back and forth. "Do not thank you. I owe you that much having been the one who kept you up all night." He said the last syllables in a low tone. I chuckled moving further to have a good look at the wallpaper he used in designing his private room. It showed two dragons, white and black as they fought themselves, their open mouths full of burning red flames.

It was the second time I burned myself with my cup of tea. I had recently bought it when I discovered an internet store about literary articles, and I instantly fell in love with the Harry Potter-themed cup that only required the coat of arms belonging to the book when it was filled to the top by a smoking liquid. Most of the time, I just filled it with water just to have the pleasure of seeing the dark color giving way to the brightness that contained the drawing of the most famous magnificent witchcraft school in the literary world.

“Um, Draco. I was trying to find a nice wallpaper for the phone you gave me, but I couldn’t find the right one.” “I’ll have Nigel send you a bunch of good photos tomorrow, so you can pick one for your new phone.” “I don’t want a landscape photo, Draco.” “Then what kind of photo do you want?” “I’m afraid you’ll get mad.” Hearing that, Draco pulled the car over and looked at Luna intently. “Why would I get mad?” he asked. Luna fiddled with her nails. “Would it be okay if I used a picture of us together as my wallpaper?”

My skin tingled with excitement at the thought of Harry's hands roaming over my curves, stripping away the flimsy lace. Reaching the seventh floor corridor, I paused outside the Room of Requirement, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. Then, with a trembling hand, I knocked three times. The door swung open and there he stood - Harry Potter himself, glasses glinting in the candlelight. His black hair was messier than usual, like he'd run his fingers through it a hundred times. The white shirt hugged his lean chest and his dark jeans clung to his hips. He was gorgeous.

Oh my God. "I think it's okay. Harry Potter-ish." I hear her say, but I ignore her. On my forehead lay a scar, a prominent one, so ugly. "It's okay, better than The Dark Mark" She says, and I snap. "Enough with the Harry Potter bullshit!" "You don't like Harry Potter?" Her eyebrows rises. Reluctantly turning away from the mirror, I say "I don't know who the fuck Harry Potter is. Who the hell are you, and what do you want?"

Plus, with it being inside a Coven's home I want to keep it looking like a witch's room even if she is not capable of doing magic on her own. "I was wondering if I could be the first to contribute to her room?" Hazel says walking through the door. Smiling at her, I nod my head and watch as she gets to work. She turns the walls into a nice a subtle green color. That is not all that she does though, she causes some ash white tree branches to grow up the walls in different patterns. In some spots, the branches jut out more and form shelves while in others they are so sunken into the wall that if they were the same color as the wall you would not be able to tell that htey were even there.

Kira looked around the big designated room she was taken to, a sharp scent of lavender overpowered her senses, putting a small smile on her face which immediately left as she looked around the room. It looked girly and she hated anything girly. Although it was beautiful. The walls were covered in brown, flowery wallpaper, containing beautiful painted portraits that were hung. Some of it was a white big wolf, some were her pictures, and some were just random. It was obvious it happened to be a talent of the princess.

It’s like anyone can like it, no matter what gender, age, or status they have in life. “Hold on… Let me show you something.” she stood up from her seat and took an album from her room.” Here, inside were photos of the apartments before Iris designed them.” Tyron scanned the photos carefully. It’s completely different from the one he was seeing right now. The wallpapers used don’t compliment each other at all. Aside from that, it looks really cramped and repetitive. It’s like forcing to combine two different styles even if it’s really ugly to look at. No wonder the design outside is really out of this world.