Reader X Harry Potter Novels & Stories

“All kinds of books. I’ve ready fantasy, romance and everything in between. I’ve read Harry Potter probably more times than I can count.” “Harry Potter?” I chuckle. “Don’t diss on Harry Potter or I’ll turn this horse around.” I chuckle at her threat. “Do you read?” “I do, probably not as much as you but I do. I tend to stick to fantasy stories like The Hobbit or the Game of Thrones series.”

But he was talking softly and being gentle and not being the big bad Alpha that I had heard he was. “I actually like a lot of books. No genre in particular. I like The Harry Potter Series. They were really good. And A Tale of Two Cities. I like a lot of V.C. Andrews books. They’re really interesting.” I explained. And without realising it, I stopped fiddling with my dress and started looking out the front window of the car. I felt like I was finally relaxing a little. And I saw a small smile creep across Alpha Connor’s face.

I look at the title quickly and grin. “Hey there,” he says. “We meet again.” “The Hobbit, huh?” I ask, noting the book he’s reading. “Oh,” he looks down at it and back at me. “Yeah.” I could swear he’s blushing. The barista calls me over and I grab my drink before walking back. “First read?” I ask him. “Oh, yes for The Hobbit. I’ve read Lord of the Rings three times,” he stops and adds, “I hope that’s not too nerdy to say.”

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He says with a smirk. “Tell, yes that’s right defiantly tell. I am watching Harry Potter. The first one. I had planned to watch all of them the weekend.” I somehow found my voice and confidents only to ramble like an idiot, I would smack my forehead, but I am just going to act like it was normal and not draw any more attention to it.

I feel the mattress dip beside me, the blankets ruffling beside me until I feel a body touching mine. I look to see Ryder draping his long arm over my shoulders. Smirking at the TV. I turn back, grabbing the remote to finish my movie. I press resume and relax into his arm. "Harry Potter?" He asks, a little disgusted. "Yeah, why?" I sit up a bit. "It's boring." He bluntly states. I feel hurt. And, I mean, hurt. How could anyone say that Harry Potter is boring? "It's not boring." I all but spit out.

We talked and talked till the manager of the restaurant himself came to tell us that it was too late and he had to shut the bar. I came to know so much about him. His favourite things, how he despised coffee, which I would like to change his opinion on. How he love to read, his love for literature, which I can already guess from the giant library he had back in the castle. He had a huge collections of charlotte Brontë, Virginia wolf and of course Jane Austin. Alpha Reed Xander is a mercurial man but with astonishing talents. Still one thing I hate about him most is how he keep hiding things from me even after I told him I hate it. Ugh! He is already in my head.

I was busy reading some of the book titles: The Lord Of The Rings, The Hunger Games, The Harry Potter Series, The Lightening Thief (Percy Jackson and the Olympian), The Last Mission.... Wow, he has good taste in books. I can't believe he actually read these. I began laughing to myself. "What's so funny?" Tyler asked. I turned to look at him, still laughing. "It's just so hard to imagine a boy like you reading. If I hadn't seen it myself, I wouldn't have believed it." I commented.

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.

He raised the book in his hand up to his face and my eyes followed it. *HARRY PORTER* I still don't understand the hype around that book. I'm yet to read it and I won't judge it yet but the book is so popular that I wonder what is so special about it. "Are you mad at me?" I asked, my hand cupping his cheek. "No, you gotta do what you've got to do. " He responded and grinned widely, that boyish charm that has always been one of his signatures showcasing itself again. "Let's go to our spot."