Personality Quizzes Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Jane chuckled and Harry smiled. “I like games” “Yeah every boy likes games. What’s your favorite color Harry?” “Green” “Green? Why? I thought normal likes blue or yellow while freaks and weird ones likes red and black” “I’m not in the parts you classified” Harry responded. “So tell me, why do you like the green color?” “My favorite superhero is Green Lantern. I hate Superman but I love the fact that green light hurts him” “Okay you are a villain right now” Jane peeped at him and he giggled.

Harry wasn’t exactly human. When they got serious, Harry revealed his secret to Mom. Somehow, he didn’t pick up on the fact Mom sucks eggs at keeping secrets. Not even five minutes passed before she told me. Luckily for Harry, I can keep secrets. You see, Harry’s a werewolf. I know what you’re thinking — run, this guy is totally crazy! That’s exactly what I told Mom, so she convinced Harry to do the change into a wolf thing in front of me.

she said, pressing her forehead on the car window. “School principal? Mrs. Castelo? Arnold? Does anyone ring a bell to you?” I snarled, hating how I ended up having a wife. “Oh, Arnold, the bully,” She lifted an eyebrow as she turned to me. “Yeah, I remember Dudley Dursley. Why?” “Who?” My forehead creased, thinking about where I heard his name. “Dudley Dursley, Harry Potter’s obese and insolent cousin. What about him? Them?” She asked again.

Taking a deep breath, I swipe right. I continue on, and also swipe right on three other men. One mentions Slytherin—I decide not to tell Charlie, who told me to only date Hufflepuffs—one mentions he has a beagle, which is my favorite breed, and the third also has a photo of him with a dog and, in the background, a World of Warcraft poster. All three of them are smiling and are normal looking, maybe seven out of ten, which is what I consider myself to be, so hopefully they’re not out of my league.

"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.

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

Amelia's POV We were watching the movie when Noah decided to join us. We were now watching Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban and were laughing at Ron's silliness. "Guys who's your favourite character?" Jason asked us suddenly. "Mine would be Ron. He is so funny." Avery said as we all agreed. "Mine is Harry Potter." I said thinking. "Mine is definitely Severus Snape" Noah said. We watched till the movie was over.

she told him. Trent nodded and sat back. “I think I’m a good judge of character. You are…” he paused trying to find the right word and decided to use the word Harry had used. “Quirky, and a good person. I don’t think your hobby meant any harm. You never crossed the line.” “Quirky huh? You’ve talked to Harry about me I see,” she said, with a half-grin this time.

I mostly stick to practical spells, defensive magic and more recently, potions that are good for pranks. “I understand, you’re a good person. I know that. I do wonder why you suddenly decided to give me a truth potion, and why you chose questions I’ve already answered. Did you think I’ve been lying to you?” He actually seems concerned, leaning over the bar with a furrowed brow. I’m trying to think of a way I can answer that isn’t super insulting. Saying ‘I think you’re a liar’ is not a great option. Nor is saying that I thought he was trying to trick me. Then again, now I’m fairly convinced that he’s delusional. I actually wanted him to be lying because with every night that he comes here I

"I nearly lost my sister. And then I ... I nearly..." Dean cupped his face and made him look at her. “Listen to me. You are nothing like them. I said no, and you stopped. Do you think either of them would have?” He looked away from her in shame and she turned his head back to look at her. “You made the conscious decision, not to be like them. You like Harry Potter?” “Yeah.” He mumbled. “You just told the sorting hat, not Slytherin.” “Does that make me a Ravenclaw or a Hufflepuff?”