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She was slowly becoming agitated as Harry kept on staring at her and waiting for a reply. "That was a long time ago, Harry, how would you expect me to remember?" Harry raised an eyebrow, staring at her suspiciously. If there was one thing he was certain about, his little girl would never ever forget her favorite book. She talked about it a lot and it seems she read the book more than fifty times. Harry remembewred the fact that she used to explain the book to him, hook line and synched. "Well, it's Throne of glass..." He replied, still looking her up suspiciously.

"Mind if I sit down?" "No, not at all." Travis walked around and sit on the bench opposite me. He took up the book that I rested on the table earlier and read the title out loud. "'Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows'." He looked up at me. "So, you like Harry Potter?" "Who doesn't?" I say with mock horror, crossing my arms in the process. He held up his palm in defence. "You're not getting any argument from me here." "Good," I said in the same playful, defensive tone.

He whispered next to my ear, giving a warning tone. "You take that back!" Seth snarled with disbelief. "Harry Potter is one of the most franchised fantasy novels turn two awesome films of the century." "Yeah, but why would a wizard who can't fight in combat only with a glow-in-the-dark stick cast magic when you can have a hunky werewolf or a very seductive vampire." I heard a low growl behind me as Logan stuck his gun on my rear. That is no gun. "Logan, please make your girl stop."

Memories of me and Ethan sprawled on my bed or my bedroom floor reading books together, guessing each other’s Hogwarts house. It was Friday afternoon. As the classes were over before noon, I had called Jake over to help me pack all my stuff for the move. Anya would have helped, but she was in her office and had called in to make sure Jake and Andrew were behaving. “Is that Harry Potter?!” Andrew exclaimed, rushing into my room and leaning down to see the books with his big brown eyes. I grinned at him and let him see the books. “My mom gifted it to me when I was ten.”

Get a hold of yourself Melissa, he's already engaged to Keira" I scolded myself mentally. I opened my bag to see what novel I had in it, I'm a lover of fantasy novels because it kind of takes me to another world that doesn't exist, I always put one in my bag, just incase I'm being locked by Derek Houston and his likes in the classroom or stores, at least I will have something to keep me busy till I get someone to free me. I brought out the novel that I have started reading before now, titled, "Adonis" it's a fictional story about shape shifters, although I have only read one chapter, it seems it will be an interesting novel.

“You know, like in Harry Potter? What Voldemort did.” “Never read it,” I said. Maurice’s mouth fell open, and his glasses slid right down to the tip of his nose. Claire leaned out from his other side. “You never read Harry Potter? Any of them?” “No. Well, I tried the first one. Thought it was long-winded and poorly written.” They were both staring me down. They’d followed my instructions and trusted my judgement when lives were on the line, but now I had gone too far.

The greatest people that ever walked through this gate. Tom smiled, then walked away. Harry scurried behind him. As they advanced inside, they turned to the library. When they got in, they saw the librarian chatting on her Android phone, a headset over her head. When she noticed their presence, she smiled at them both, then pointed towards the Author's Catalogue. Tom nodded and walked over to the direction. Harry noticed they had a new librarian, he didn't know this one. On getting to the Catalogue, Harry noticed a little girl in purple skirt and top, and a purple sweater over the top. She was swallowed by what she read that she was oblivious to her immediate surrounding. Harry observed the

Hunter crossed his arms in front of his chest and looked at me annoyed. I ignored him and turned the cover. Harry Potter and The Chamber of Secrets. "Well, this is a secret, alright. I didn't know you're a Harry Potter fan." Hunter took a few steps and took the book from me. "You know nothing about me." He opened the book, flipped through the pages until he found the page he was reading. "I know you for a year now. I think I know one or two things about you. One of it is that you don't read, especially a book." I picked up the bottle of beer from the ground and took a sip.

Two months went by and we were also a week away from Matt's 18th birthday. The man loves to read, so I decided to buy him the complete series of Harry Potter. He loves the books more than the movies. He couldn't afford the whole series, so this is the perfect gift. And also, the wand. He is a Potter head. I saw him walking to his locker, I ran towards him and jumped on his back. "There she is." He chuckled. "You're almost eighteen." I said while hugging him. He's older than us for a few months.

The town library looked like a setting from “The Harry potter” movie. There were a lot of old books and creaky wooden chairs. This is the only library in town and not many people pay attention to the library. They get their news from their phones. No one wants to read in the library anymore, maybe just for research.