The Cupboard Under The Stairs Harry Potter の小説・ストーリー

My skin tingled with excitement at the thought of Harry's hands roaming over my curves, stripping away the flimsy lace. Reaching the seventh floor corridor, I paused outside the Room of Requirement, taking a deep breath to steady my nerves. Then, with a trembling hand, I knocked three times. The door swung open and there he stood - Harry Potter himself, glasses glinting in the candlelight. His black hair was messier than usual, like he'd run his fingers through it a hundred times. The white shirt hugged his lean chest and his dark jeans clung to his hips. He was gorgeous.

00Harry let go, but did not go out, but pulled her aside, "I'm here to Sheng." 00He opened the cupboard and took out a small bowl. Just as he was about to serve the noodles, Stacy asked aloud, "Are you sure you want to use this bowl?" 00Harry looked down and felt that there was nothing wrong with him, "Isn't this bowl used for eating?" 00What's wrong?

But the statement seemed to have given her just the strength she needed, as she rose from the bed, and headed for the bathroom. Thirty minutes later, Phoebe returned, looking so refreshed you'd hardly know she'd been in tears. She got dressed in a baggy polo and short pants. While she searched the room for a pin to adjust her shorts that was a little bigger than her at the waist, she caught sight of a novel, which made her lips curl up in a smile. One of the seven series of Harry Potter’s books _Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. She’d just finished with the first series back home and as luck would have it, that was the next one on the line. Her stomach growled but she ignored it, know

I’m certain I’ve never seen that Tony guy before, but he looked familiar. Tearing my eyes away from the door, I continue to the kitchen. It’s seven a.m., and after eating mac and cheese last night, Jim and I watched the final Harry Potter movie before falling back asleep. He’s still sound asleep in bed, and I didn’t want to wake him. Trying to avoid a queasy stomach, I’m on the search for crackers. I bend down, looking in the cluttered cabinet filled with nonperishables. The floor creaks behind me and thinking it’s Jim, I spring up, box of crackers in hand.

“When I was young, I’d hide up here because Jason didn’t know about it. In fact, until about six months ago, I always knew that I was safe up here.” Boy, how much didn’t I want to know the answer to this, but still… “What happened six months ago?” Alex shunted an old collection of Harry Potter books to one side (and no surprises why he’d had to hide stories where the wizard was the hero), and wriggled his hand through to a large blanket box.

He inhaled the delicious scent, trying to locate the source. Weird, thought Alexander. He used the portal most of the time but never felt that way. The strange feeling he was getting from inhaling the delicious scent intrigued him. He had to find the person. So, he took off running, following the scent like a Bloodhound. Soon, he ended up standing in front of Hertford Manor. Alexander peeked at the front yard, seeing a petite girl, her dark brown hair reaching to her waist. She was looking at the bright full moon, so he was unable to see her face. Her pale fists were curved into a ball; as if she was mired in deep thought.

Dwyne has a part in this ticket too. “That Harry Potter Book Collections, and that heart-shaped necklace, miss” Dwyne said to the counter lady. I was surprised when he picked what I want—the Harry Potter Book Collections. I can't help but looked at him with confusion. The woman gave what Dwyne said. “Thank you for coming, sir, ma'am” the girl said. Dwyne nod and smiled, but being a bitch me, I just rolled my eyes at her. “Oh, this is for you” Harvey said and handed me the necklace and the Harry Potter Book Collection.

" No doubt Draco for life ... By the way good choice." " Isn't Draco only Cynthia's words? " He is cool," replied Cynthia. Both the potter heads kept on talking about their harry potter world until they reached the main hall. As they reached the main hall they stood near the lift waiting for it to arrive as their classroom was on the 5th floor. They already walked through the 1 -2 km long pass way from the sports ground the school had in front so they had no energy left to walk through the staircases again. Everyone kept staring at Cynthia and why won't they .she had an attractive personality. A personality that makes everyone passing through stop and look back However, Cynthia was never i

I ask, looking over at him with a smile, he nods placing a kiss on my lips. I rise to my feet walking out the door heading towards the kitchen, I knew I couldn't leave this place on my own without him, but I could try to get help to leave by other people. I walk into the kitchen preparing the hot chocolate like normal, I take a look behind me to check he wasn't there before kneeling down to the bottom cupboard. A few weeks ago, I was sorting the cupboards out when I got bored and came across the sleeping pills Anthony gave me that time, I hid them so one, he couldn't use them again and two, if I ever needed to use them for him I could. I take them out turning back around to check before star

I stood up immediately. - He wants to talk to you too. I walked hurriedly into the room to find David with a quiet smile on his lips. - What did you two talk about? - I asked when I saw Damien closing the door and standing next to me. - Man talk. - He replied and continued to smile. I smiled back, feeling silly. - You're still a boy, David Souza. - Many boys have already become kings at my age. Harry Potter faced serious drama at the age of fourteen in Goblet of Fire.