Harry Potter Wardrobe Novels & Stories

The room also held a toilet with a hand carved wooden seat and a single tapped sink; both adding to the simple beauty of the room. Attempting to force his anger back below the surface, the psychopathic lord stormed back into the bed chamber, pacing as he cracked each of his fingers in frustration. Turning away from the unconscious girl, Hades slowly stepped towards his brother, watching as he barrelled around the room; growling at every expensive item he saw. The room had a large open planed walk-in wardrobe, the closet space holding more colour than anything the lord of hell had ever witnessed first-hand; each colour a flowing gown. Wanting to take a closer look, Darkous examined over five

As I pressed it, a low hum filled the air, and the wardrobe split apart, revealing a breathtaking sight before me. Before my eyes stood a magnificent walk-in closet, bathed in soft, warm lighting. It was like stepping into a mini mall, with racks upon racks of clothes for every season. Winter garments, spring ensembles, office attire, and even cozy sweatpants - all neatly organized and ready to be worn. The sheer variety overwhelmed me.

It was all displayed in a gilded frame. His wardrobe stood on the left corner of the room. It was made of dark woods. Fortunately, it was opened, so I could peer into it to see the layers of shelves, drawers, and hanging space from where I stood. I noticed the shoe rack which stood beside the wardrobe. It was made of glass, and very spacious. The rack was filled up with sneakers, boots, and polished leather shoes. Each of them were of a designer brand.

She never noticed how much she has lost herself. Harry was looking as usual a hulk. Handsome hulk wrapped in a designer suit. His cuffs had his company's logo K written stylishly. Then Rose realized the dress and his suit was designed and made by kale textiles. He stood in front of her before turning her around. Her back again got attached to his back as he forced her to look at the mirror. She got startled when he wrapped a beautiful white pearl pendant around her neck. There was another small pendant dangling around her neck which didn't fail to curious Harry. She always wear that pendant and he had no idea why?

I looked at him in confusion. "I have lots of clothing for women in my wardrobe, so don't be concerned." "What?" I don't think he wears a female's clothes at his house. "Oh, come on, Scarlet, don't look at me like that. You know I have a girlfriend, and every time she comes to visit, she puts her things here so she won't have to worry about them each time." "Oh,"I took out one set of pajamas and a shirt from the cupboard. "Have this soup, Scarlet." Harry brought me a bowl of hot soup as soon as I changed clothes and exited the restroom.

His cologne was strong enough to play with all the air molecules, and the various shades of black colour filling her eyes gave her eternal ecstasy she wanted to melt in. 'Laundry lily. Do that.' she reminded herself, shaking her head to avoid being caught in a vicious magical spell. Not finding some bag with clothes in the area she inspected, the lady walked towards the wardrobe. Presumably, it was a walk-in wardroom with a washroom behind it as she glanced through the transparent doors. She opened the glass doors, entering, and her eyes skimmed his expensive clothing. Ebony, raven, charcoal, jade and almost every other shade of black was enlightening, with some grey and dark blue being insi

But if a seven-year-old wanted to read the entire Harry Potter series in a week, Kiara was not going to discourage it. Kiara’s blue eyes flicked over to where her niece leaned against the trunk of the sugar maple tree with green leaves and small greenish yellow flowers above her. She sat on grass that was already lush and green thanks to the pack Omega’s and city maintenance crews. Unlike her sister’s unruly curls, Marie had straight dark auburn hair that hung just past her shoulders. Her bright warm honey eyes devoured the words on the page in front of her. In her young mind, Marie wore Hogwarts robes that were in the Ravenclaw colors. In reality, she wore knee length khaki shorts and a pur

I looked around. "He had your old things burned, Miss," Wendy whispered, her voice trembling. My heart stopped. "My blue dress?" "All of it. He said you were to have new—" She pointed to the other side of the room. To a wardrobe. A tall, dark-wood wardrobe. It hadn't been there before I slept. I walked to it. My hand was shaking. I opened it. It was. Full. Dresses. Tunics. Trousers. Gowns.

“This weekend, we will go shopping together to select whatever wallpapers you like. And if you have any interest in any celebrity or sports player, we will help you paste their posters up here.” “Now for your closet,” Hugo said, stepping forward to pull open the large wardrobe doors. The closet was filled to the brim with different beautiful outfits for every single occasion. On the bottom rows, there were large arrays of soft sneakers, leather shoes, and comfortable slippers. “I picked these materials myself,” Devon said, casting a sharp glance at Hugo.

His face was emotionless at this moment. "What do you want to wear?" Wirata asked. She walked to the tall and big wardrobes along the wall. Slid open the doors and stared at the clothes hanging in there. The rails were controlled by a remote. Very nice and well-organized. Everything was in its place, there were lots of drawers. She pulled them out to look at. There was a drawer for socks, neckties, underwear, handkerchiefs, watches, including jewelry, classified separately and all looked expensive. The other cabinet was full of shoes, made in every style, and with premium materials. They all were clean, polished, and ready to be used.