Love Good Harry Potter Novels & Stories

The man before me had features as handsome as a sculpture. I saw a familiar silver cross necklace peeking out from the collar of his shirt. I had given that necklace to a boy I had hidden with during a turf war when I was fifteen. I stared at his collar for a long moment before he suddenly smiled. "So you finally recognize me. Fifteen years of watching over you weren't for nothing, then." Lorenzo leaned in closer, his voice low and magnetic. The memories came flooding back.

Patrick: The witch is... unpredictable. After several hours of sharing with the children of the orphanage, she made me look for an ATM, extract the money and make a cash donation of the money my master had allocated for her shopping expenses today. I must say that more than surprised I'm in admiration. Undoubtedly, this wouldn't be done by any of my Lord's former lovers, not even my Lord, who is so benevolent and merciful at times has seen fit to donate money to this institution.

"Bring him home sometime. You speak so highly of him. I would like to meet him." * * * "Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

The only thing Seipati loved was that love had tamed the monster. Things were going well between them and Seipati gave the credit to Ntate Mogoadi again. To her, Ntate Mogoadi was like cupid. He had contacted her mother-in-law to get long lost love. She was calling him Mr love. She wished he could meet someone to love as well.

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

"She was just too obsessed with Harry Potter. Wouldn't shut up about it." I gaped at him. "I love Harry Potter." Wes stared at me with wide eyes, amusement flickering through them. "As one does but there's eight movies. For God's sake, imagine sitting through a full summary of each movie." I narrowed my eyes. "I would totally give you eight-movies worth of summaries. Personally, the fifth and sixth movies are my favourite but the Goblet of Fire has a special place in my heart. Robert Pattinson and all."

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.

She remember telling him how she preferred gathering small toys than the big fluffy ones. Her eyes stared at the box filled with the small dolls of her favourite movie characters, Harry Potter. There was a time she used to share with him how she will do anything to collect dolls of the characters of this movie. She noticed the only character she shared how much she loved, she had a weird hate and love relationship with this one character and there were dolls of his.

I change into my comfy pumpkin pjs and furry tanktop while harry gets changed into sweatpants he apparently got with him and I lend him his shirt, but just for tonight with a promise to return it back in the morning . Along with kisses and cuddling. We decide to have a moviethon with popcorn and cold drink. Lots of it. We also order a pizza for dinner. I pop us some popcorns while he sets the movie and get us blankets .We decide on the harry potter series since its long and interesting and also because we have discovered that we're both potterheads.

Harry and Leo toured Disneyland like age mates, screaming and jumping whenever they saw the Disney characters in real life. Leo's favorite was the beast, and he kept trying to engage in a fight with him. “Come on boy, don't be a modern day Gaston, relax and you'll get Belle”, Harry said to the little man. Harry's favorite character was Maleficent from Sleeping Beauty. She was all over the place, throwing belittling insults at everyone that she could and surging laughter from the crowd.