Quick Harry Potter House Quiz Novels & Stories

1:14 AM It was already past one after midnight and being frustrated was an understatement. Khloe was probably sleeping already. My friends were still up and it looked like they were not planning to sleep yet. We were in the third series of Harry Potter but they were not even watching it. Well, neither was I because I was thinking about how to sneak out of this room without being caught. However, they were not making it easier for me.

It’s huge, with a towering façade that seems to loom over not just the narrow cobblestone road that it’s on, but the entire neighborhood, even if it is the same height. At the top of the building is a series of lion statues, and on the huge wooden double doors is a golden plaque engraved with the House Corbin logo. “It looks like Hogwarts!” she murmurs, grinning. Can she help it that the first book series that ever hooked her was the Potterverse? She watched every movie enough times that she drove Mom crazy quoting Hermione’s lines. And when Hermione walked down that staircase in the pink gown, going from nerdy to drop-dead gorgeous? Her heart exploded, and her imagination went wild. She doe

He tried to ignore the stinging sensation in favor of getting more comfortable, and he finally drifted off to sleep. Harry woke up feeling refreshed. The sky was dark grey, indicating that it must've been late at night, and the house remained strangely quiet. Harry stretched his limbs until he heard a familiar clicking sound. He frowned and rubbed his eyes, confused. He'd never heard the noise before. That was strange. He sat straight upright. Was someone in the house? He slowly slid out of bed and grabbed his wand. Slowly, he walked towards the source of the sound. He heard faint voices echoing in his head, and when he came to the end of the hallway, he stopped abruptly and his heart rate s

It was a fun idea. Up ahead was the house where Julian's car was the other day. There was nothing up front this time, but it was amazing to know where he lived. So close and the possible enemy might not even suspect. "I see these houses fill your eyes." said Harry as we got out of the car. "They really are too much. I've always loved houses like that. Dark and elegant." I explained. "It doesn't suit you. You look more like the preppy in a castle, pink room, cream house type." mocked.

Cheap but clean, discreet enough that supernatural activity can take place without drawing human attention. Room twelve is in the corner on the second floor over the parking lot. I stand in the hall for a minute, my heart performing something odd in my chest. Stupid. Dangerous. I should just go back down to pack territory and act like I never met him. Instead of which, I knock. The door opens almost immediately, as if he'd been waiting just behind it. "Zara." Harry's face crinkles into a happy smile. "I wasn't sure you'd come."

He scrutinizes it carefully, "oh Mr Evan Williams, lovely to meet your acquaintance, I'm Harry, do come in." Not gonna lie I'm a bit taken aback by his politeness it's not like I'm a billionaire's son or something I'm literally here to wash toilets. Harry leads me into the house. I try to keep my expression neutral as I follow behind him. Massive Crystal chandelier? Nothing, paintings worth ten years rent? Nothing, TV bigger than my room wall? Nothing. Then I see it. The fucking aquarium.

"You have seen Harry Potter, right? And the Golden Snitch— that cute little ball, used in the game of quidditch, with thin feathery and pointed wings is not something I need to tell you about. The ball one of the two seekers of the competing team has to catch to call it a game." I shrugged my shoulders at that. There is hardly anyone in this world that does not know about the marvelous series of Harry Potter and the miraculous and incredible elements the series has. The Potter Heads are acquainted with every minute detail shown in the stories to their very bones. And me being one of the hardcore Potter Head, gave out a light chuckle as soon as dad started with that. Snitch is a nosy little,

In the movie Harry Potter, the students attended a kind of magical school called Hogwarts. In their school, there is a stair they used to use them. The stair, standing on it at the first step, you would see it to be very long and sometimes scary to trail. Here in this place the stairs possess the same characteristics as that of the movie Harry Potter. As we moved on the stair, we followed Mr Hartley to the end. And as soon as we finish the end, he took us to a room, I thought at first that the room would be the place we were going to neglecting the saying that we were going to a turnel, so I made up a guess that Mr Hartley must have changed his plan but on getting to the room, Mr Hartley did

Romit was back home from school. I was in a good mood today as the day was spending as I wanted it to be. I didn't glance at my phone. It was in silence mode. Screen down, kissing on the hardwood. I watched Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows part two. It was the best holiday. I love Harry Potter. In the evening, I thought of helping momma in cooking. I guess I should go and ask her. I was gleefully taking strides toward her room. ' You must enjoy your peaceful environment, you never know who is waiting to ambush your happiness. She always keeps her room's door open.'

He struck the rusty chain with his sword until it broke. "Are you ready Jenna?" "Always." We quickly entered the house and examined every side of the room. As I was observing a large statue, several large rats suddenly appeared and shocked me to death. I'm sure, even when it was inhabited, this house was very uncomfortable and filled with strange objects. There were so many things that were typical of witches. Some were even similar to the ones in the secret storage room. There were broomsticks, strange statues, hats, robes, and everything about witches.