Pansy Parkinson Harry Potter Novels & Stories

*You know he's just worried about Brooke,* Indianna said to Greyson through their mind link. *And I'm worried about you, our children and the whole damn pack and I'm trying to keep it together so he can too,* Greyson said dismissively. "Why does Harry look like he's going to murder someone?" Brooklyn appeared at the door of the kitchen, staring at Harry with raised eyebrows, looking unimpressed. She was wearing a pale pink stress and her curly hair was styled into a ponytail. Harry's eyes widened at the site of her and Indianna had to agree, she did look beautiful, even when her eyes were still puffy and red from crying. "Harry, what have you done?"

he says and Carly’s eyes snap to mine and she crosses her leg, pulling away from Parker that smiles. “Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth, and Tom Hiddleston,” Carly says and Parker smiles. “So you like guys with abs? Maybe if I show you mine, you will change your mind and give me a chance to rock your world?” Parker says, and I lean forward, slapping his leg. “Okay, stop it,” I say and he mouths an apology and then Peter looks at me again. “So? You had some time to think,” he says, and I bite my lower lip.

She swept back his charcoal colored black hair and kissed his forehead, causing him to lift his head up to gaze into her light brown orbs. "Toffee", Shiv rasped out, a smirk taking over his handsome features. "This is just the beginning", HADES glorious eyes were so dark that PERSEPHONE forgot to breathe. .... How's the chapter readers? Thank you ShineeSunshine ♥️

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.

DARIUS' POV "Well, well," his smooth voice said. I turned around slowly to face Harry who was standing in the doorway. He looked immaculate as always in tailored clothes that probably cost more than most pack members made in a month. His blonde hair was artfully styled. There was a strange false concern etched into his big bright blue eyes. He looked like an angel. But Harry? He acted like the devil. "I heard there was some excitement today. Came to see the damage for myself."

He nodded. Naeun sat next to his bed and brought out her coloring pens. She started doodling everywhere then exposed her magic wand, pretending to be Hermione from Harry Potter. Hana had her hooked up in the story, and two had been playing Hermione since. ‘Abracadabra.” whiffing the band in the air. “Heal my Oppa,” she mused. “Thank you, Naeun,” he reached out and planted a kiss on his forehead.

His eyes turned bloody red! I gasped inwardly when I felt a sudden numbness on my body. I can’t… I can’t move a single thing! “Stop it, Kenrick.” Said Parker who’s holding me. “People said that it’s hard to please a child. So how come a ruthless Hamstell made you smile, huh?” He grinned. Anxiousness fired up inside me. If Hamstell is scary, I think he’s scarier. “Stop putting a spell on her, Kenrick… I’m warning you.” Parker’s voice changed! Now if Kenrick is scarier I think Parker is SCARIEST! I can’t take it anymore! Why are they all like this?!

I ask moving the racks to some of the clothes in Harry’s size. Harry holds my hand tighter, protesting, “But I only had a little brain freeze, Mommy.” He, in fact, did not have a “little brain freeze”. Not when he held his head and started crying in the middle of the park before giving Freda his ice cream because he didn’t want it anymore. Spotting the Kung Fu Panda T-shirt he's been asking about for weeks hanging on a nearby rack, I move us closer to it. "Hold on one second."

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

a harsh voice called, cutting her off before she could snark back at Ron and his usual commentary. Ron turned around just as Dr. Parks came into view, but strangely he was glaring at Ron. "I see you are busy at the moment; I will come back, later on, to check on you," he said, still sounding angry. "I brought you some juice to sip and hard candy to suck on." He placed a bag down on Pandora’s bed and he gave her a smile. "Thank you," she whisper, but it was too late as he had already walked out of Pandora’s room.