Podmore Harry Potter Novels & Stories

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.

Her eyes filled with wonder as she lifted one brow and asked, "For?" I looked deeply into her eyes as I replied, "For being you." * * * "I think we've outgrown full-time education ... Time to test our talents in the real world, d'you reckon?," — Fred Weasley, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead | Mey and The Talk of The Century I was about to close the front door when I heard my mom's voice yelling my full name. "MEY WANG!!"

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.

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I grab the box and dart outside. “Now what” I asked. “Inside there should be a potion” she said “give it to him.” I look through the contents of the box, crystals, a rabbit leg and finally a vile with a purple liquid inside. “That’s the one” she said. I pop the lid off and pour it in Liam’s mouth; he starts to cough. The wounds on his body begin to heal and Liam opens his eyes. “Oh thank god you’re alright” I hugged him. “Ouch” he groaned.

You and I We don't wanna be like them We can make till the end Nothing can come between You and I Not even the gods above Can separate the two of us I hummed softly along and he looked over at me. "Big fan,huh?" "No, just one of them." I pulled over into the parking lot. "Who's this unlucky guy?" "One, he's not unlucky. Two, it's Harry." We walked towards my locker. "Harry Styles?" "No," I rolled my eyes at him. "Harry Potter." "Haha, really funny." He said as I slammed my locker shut. I turned on my heels and coffee spilled on my shirt. Way to start Friday morning. "Watch the hell where you're going." The voice barked.

He was asking for stuff from the rest of the people. They were probably five people who had just arrived. One of them was being called Mark, meaning Sir. He was now probably going to the people and harassing them. Whoever he went to would grab him by the hair and raise his face and the person would start screaming. And at the same time, everyone else started trembling and crying.

, I pointed at what I had tripped on. "Sorry, the juniors used the lab before the end of school, has to be one of their bags". I imagined him bending and moving the bag. I imagined him as a tall figure without any facial features of course, just the structure of a tall boy. "Thank you", I stuttered. "It's calm". He slips into the seat next to me while I reached to get my mp3. I played focus by Joeboy. "Yo.. that song is so good." he exclaimed.

Madelyn looks at me and I smile at her, making her blush. “So, what movie are we watching?” I ask taking the focus off of her. “Well, I think my mate needs to learn what it means to be a Gryffindor, don’t you?” Maeve asks. “Harry Potter it is! I’ll make the popcorn,” I say, showing Madelyn where to sit and grabbing a blanket off a chair to give to her. I don’t know if she’s still cold, but in case she is, I want to make sure she’s warm.