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My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

"A show for my birthday?" "That's right. We want to prepare a different gift." "But why do you have to make up stories like that? I don't like seeing you two fighting even if it's just a drama." Harvey bit his lower lip. He thought even harder. "Okay, if Harriet doesn't like it then uncle will change the story. What kind of stories does Harriet really like?" Harriet's index finger was on her chin, and her brow furrowed. "I like Pororo, but lately I like the Frozen."

He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

I'm reading Harry Potter on the couch, at Ana's insistence. Despite my first impressions of the book, mainly that it seemed geared toward children and not me, Harry Potter is turning out to be a very interesting read. I can't really relate to the main character missing his parents, but I can relate to his dislike for his living family members and his joy at leaving them behind and making new, unexpected friends. Sensing that it must be late, I check the time and see that it's 11:30, much later than Ana is usually out in the living room. I glance over at the table to see her head nodding at the same tempo as the foot-tapping. She is still intent on the Glock. I wonder if she realizes how late

I said, which made Cyrus’ eyes grow wide. “You’ve actually seen Harry fucking Potter?!” “I’ve read it. I have kids and grandkids. I need to know the things they know. Besides, even though the author was a dumbass, it’s a pretty cool story.” Cyrus nodded, “it is, right?” He winked at me. “But don’t fucking worry. I’ll die first, so I’ll let you know what it’s like.” “Don’t make jokes about that!” April said, slapping Cyrus’ arm, who pretended to be more hurt than he actually was.

Not a while she joined him when she sounded so stupid now. "We still have to watch your stupid harry potter and all the those useless crap pointers." he said later while Daeira was woken up from being mesmerized by how good he looked in a happy face. ***

There’s also a bookshelf that holds a dozen different sci-fi and fantasy books, including The Lord of the Rings, my favorite book of all time. Interested now, I pull up her bio. It’s relatively short. Sci-fi and fantasy fan (books and movies). Well, that’s cool for a start. Ravenclaw. A Harry Potter nerd. That’s okay, so am I. Shield maiden of the Rohirrim. Oh, she’s a real fan ofThe Lord of the Rings.

Harper’s POV For the hundredth time this week, I scroll through the dark web in search of any more information. Not that I’ve found too much. Other than the chat room that sent me the invitation, a few other sellers have contacted me through the private chat rooms to try to sell me potions, pets, and other indecent services. I had one seller from a place called Madame Mim’s who was trying to rent out some of her faeries for different nighttime services. When I realized that people would offer up services like that, I started taking note. I’ve taken screenshots of several conversation starters, especially ones that had to do with potions and spells that I know are illegal.

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

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.