Is Harry Potter Science Fiction Novels & Stories

“Even if elves can’t have kids the normal way, what if the Queen made them to store part of her energy?” I leaned over and shouted over the rush of wind, “It’s elfs, not elves.” He ignored me. “She might be keeping herself protected by not having her energy all in one place.” “You mean like a lich keeping its soul in a jar?” “Sort of. I was thinking more like a Horcrux.” “Whore’s crotch?” “Horcrux.” “What’s that?” I asked, not sure I’d even heard him right. “You know, like in Harry Potter? What Voldemort did.”

When I was a child, I always wondered what it would feel like to experience magic. I also wondered severally, if magic or anything akin to it, really does exist. As a Potter head also, I had my own share of supernatural fantasies. So bad that during Halloween, my parents would indulge me with Harry Potter costumes, the full package. Growing up, I let go of such fantasies and dreams to face reality. I had told myself that there was really nothing to this world other than factual science theories and the reality I was seeing.

Just spit it out, Harry," Brooklyn said. "Do you believe in supernatural creatures?" Harry asked. "Supernatural creatures?" Brooklyn said and giggled slightly. "Really?" "Brooklyn, I'm being serious," Harry snapped. "They're not real," Brooklyn said. "What if they were." "They're not." "But what if." "But they're not." "Babe, they are." "Harry-" "Shut up," Harry said and sighed. "Werewolves," he said. "Werewolves are real." "You said you didn't want me to freak out, I think you're the one going a bit crazy," Brooklyn said. "This is ridiculous, Harry. Just take me back to school.

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.

The hug was short and brief but it gave Akira the strength she needed to push just a little bit further. They walked around till Orion paused at the fantasy section of the library, the children's section to be precise. “Eureka!” He exclaimed. Akira chuckled at his childlike expression, “what are we doing here?” “Does this look familiar?” He asked. She looked closely at the book and smiled, “Harry Potter?” She asked in surprise. “Yes my darling, I believe that there's a creature in this book that might have a hand in Mirabel's petrification.” Akira scoffed, “I doubt the basilisk would want to have anything to do with her.”

Well, it was a good thing I already know the story, I have read it about a hundred or more times. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. What could be better than all the fantasy, action and thriller all in once? Trying to concentrate onto the words of the book and let my imagination disrupt my thoughts, I didn't even realise I managed to walk straight into something hard and strong. I gasped as I was almost knocked out off balance.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

Dawn Smith was the little sister she never had. “Great!” Dawn said, happily “ooh, Harry Potter!” she added as she flopped down onto the bed, her black and purple striped hair fanning out over the bedspread. She snatched the book from Lena’s hands “I prefer Goblet of Fire” she glanced up at the older woman “it had dragons”. “So does Philosopher’s Stone”, Lena pointed out. Dawn blew a raspberry at that. “Hardly. It has an itty bitty baby dragon named Norbert but that’s it”, she said “nothing like the badass Hungarian Horntail” Dawn rolled over onto her stomach “hey, you do think dragons are real? That would be so cool”.

“Now, what did Jonathan write?” “Let’s see. Scepter equals Excalibur. Sword of Gryffindor rules. Mirror of Erised.” I squinted a little as I read the handwritten note. Isis shifted in my lap, turning to look at me, utterly confused. “I’m not sure I understand that. Why does Jonathan go from talking about Excalibur to Harry Potter? I mean, both are British, and Merlin is in both, though obviously only spoken of in Harry Potter.” Isis’s brow was furrowed as she tried to understand that strange way my friend’s mind works.

The main character of the story has made her entry. Many secrets are going to reveal soon and also don't forget Harry is not your typical Male lead who can't use his brain. He's extremely smart and cunning. I don't know but Harry is my favourite Male lead till now after him you can say I prefer Xander. But Harry's character is just everything. He doesn't feel anything but when he does he feels it with his everything. If he loves he loves madly but if he hates then he hates venomously too. So beware.