Robbie Jarvis Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Jamison grab my hand and let me sit down on the bed that he previously rolling around. "You see brother we can't agree on what show a certain character appeared." Gabriel started. I furrow my eyebrow."Who?" "Aloysious Snuffleupagus." Jamison replied. Who? "He's in harry potter right?" Gab said. "No! I told you I heard that name in Star Wars!" Jamison rebut. "No way! He doesn't sound like from a scifi show!" Gab exclaimed. "He's the hairy one!" Jamison said dignantly. "That's chewbacca." I said.

Harry scratched his dreadlocks, excitement bubbling within him as he paced around his office. He never for once believed that a day like this would come when Robert would be at mercy, asking for his help. Harry paused. On a second thought, Robert wasn't necessarily asking for his help because he knew he wouldn't refuse an offer to replace him. It would benefit him too. Robert had to call him because he was his last option. Even with this knowledge, Harry still felt special and visible.

Harry nods, "Okay. I'll make sure to tell the nursery not to let Toby go with any other adult than us." I hesitate, and after a moment, I say, slowly, "Add Robert to that list of people he shouldn't be going with." Harry's eyes dart towards me in shock, and I feel ashamed of myself. But I have to protect my child first. "He's friends with Morris. I just want to be careful." Harry nods, his lips pressed tightly together. To his credit, he doesn't defend Robert. Family comes first, after all. We have to stick together. *** ***

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.

He bleeds too much, and for fucks sake, he is shaking my walls even in a mere photo. What is he? A charming devil? A sex god who has the ability to arouse any lady, even through magic? “You are affected.” I turn to Robby, whose gaze is detesting my reaction in every sense of the word. And for fucks sake, he should! Goodness, not even my ghost, Jerry, arouses me this much! This guy must be a dangerous wizard! His spell is getting into me even through a mere photo. What kind of evil aura does he possess? What would happen if we met face-to-face? God forbid! I don’t want to imagine. There is no way I am meeting him! I have my mind made up, and there is no turning back. I am not marrying him, an

"I'm Robbie. I'm a representative of the Strays." "I remember your name," Besla mused. "You spoke with Oltivant before?" She motioned with her hand, and one of the male harpies strode forward. (Despite human legend, harpies were both male and female). "Hey," Robbie said almost casually. "Long time, no see." The male harpy just looked at him. "Oh. . . kay," Robbie continued. "And Tarloh still leads your band?" Besla asked. "Yeah, he and Red."

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

he said but obviously, Hari thought the other boy was joking and he thus didn't take him seriously. "Ha ha ha, hurt me? How? I know you aren't trained and you don't have any weapon on you. So, pray tell, how would you have hurt me? Or are you a witch and you wanted to abracadabra me?" He said while laughing and Ravi just shook his head. "Abd... abda... what?" Ravi asked all confused because he didn't understand what Hari said. "You know, Harry Potter?" Hari said expecting Ravi to understand but he still had that confused lost look.

Hogwarts Castle, Somewhere in the Scottish Highlands November 22nd, 1992, 10:14 PM *sigh* Director Amelia Bones was starting to have a headache. Just thinking about the repercussions that this man being found alive will create was making her head hurt. But she had a job to do, and if half of what Croaker had told her about this Lord Ravenclaw was true, then the British Wizard Community was about to be taken off their feet. "Robards, search him. Moody, keep an eye on him."

Seeing that Savannah was being threatened by Thirteen, Robbie merely looked at her with a smile before continuing to observe her next movement. Thirteen said, “I’ve truly underestimated this little witch. So, she really does have some tricks up her sleeves. Her soul went out of her body just now and helped you in that fight. I’ve only seen such odd skills in books. What an eye-opening experience I’ve witnessed today.” Baby Robbie smiled extremely mischievously. At this moment, the sudden rising temperature of the scepter in his pocket was burning his skin. He reached his hand into his pocket and grabbed the scepter firmly, so as to not let it move around and trigger a spectacle.