Novel & Cerita The Gamer Oc Fanfiction Harry Potter

In the end, Harry emerged victorious. "Did you know that this gaming addiction can harm you?" Aurora cautioned. "Nope, can't do that, I'm a very balanced person," he said, still gazing at the cellphone in his hands. "So balanced that you don't even look at me while we're having a conversation!" Aurora retorted. "My eyes are occupied," he replied. In a swift move, she snatched the device from his hand and hid it behind her body. "Caught you! What are you going to do now?" she grinned playfully.

"We Fey, hate that." "You shouldn't have told me that." I grinned. "Bad move, Harry Potter." "I don't understand that reference." He frowned. "The scar." I waved a hand at his face. "Did someone try to cast a killing curse on you but it didn't work because your mother loved you soooo much?" "That's rather—" Tiernan blinked and looked away. "Do not call me that again." "Fine." I gave a great sigh, "Legolas it is. It's more fun to say than Harry Potter anyway."

“I have no place in my military for cocky kids. You’re here because you showed promise. Don’t for one second think that because you’re the Gammer’s son, I won’t kick your arse out of here, Zach. Now, get back in line.” Little cunt. I can’t stand cocky kids! I roll my neck. My mind isn’t all here right now because all I can think about is Jenna. Why would the Goddess pair me with a damn necromancer? Of all the things in the world, a woman who can raise the dead! Didn’t she know there would be consequences for performing such an act? Not only to her but the person she’s bringing back? The resurrected person will undoubtedly be altered in many ways. Harry was once a sweet boy with a big heart.

Harry pretended to be annoyed, shooting us a mock glare and saying, "And you’re all single too! Don’t you dare criticize me!" Harry continued, "One of you is lost in romantic novels, believing in love at first sight." He drew out the words, eyeing me, since I had shared Neil's story with them, painting it with the aura of love at first sight. I shrugged and laughed, "What can I say? That’s just who I am." This earned me a mock groan from Harry, who then pointed at Peter and added, "And the other one only loves hitting the club, always on the hunt for a new conquest. And he has the nerve to criticize me?"

“How do you even come up with these things?” Harry grinned proudly, leaning back in his chair. “It’s a gift, really. I consider myself a prank prodigy.” “Prodigy or not, you’re going to get expelled one of these days,” Lucas said, his voice light but laced with warning. “And I'm not going to help you this time if anything happened.” “This time?!” I questioned and Harry snorted, shrugging his shoulders. Next, he waved Lucas off. “Nah, they love me. Besides, someone’s got to keep things interesting.”

HE observes the creations of HIS creation and in total amusement knowing that the perfect plan of ‘HIS’ is starting to bend in the haywire of events ‘HE’ never expects. “Now, now, now. What move will you take this time with our mini-game, OPHIUCHUS.” Drawing a sinister smile as HIS rose-colored eyes illuminated in a neon pattern in the dark, HIS childlike façade and innocent mask leave him to enjoy and witness the game the pretentious GOD set, all for the only thing IT should not do. Just or not, no one should play with life and death. “Let us see just where will this put you my dear first creation.”

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

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.

lul up lhjo££ me " I think I'm a player?"he asks in surprise. "I'm definitely sure I am not the only one that th was for eink too"I roll my eye again, it becoming an habit I can't help it. "Seriously?"his eye darkened clouded. "Yeah" "You don't even know me Lisa"he replied still surprise but I don't care. "I know you Harry, the bad boy, play boy and completely dangerous and sex gods"I blabbered but I cover my mouth when I realize I just call him a sex gods.

LUCAS'S POV "Dude, Sophia is going to go crazy when she sees this badass surprise. You are the main deal my buddy, no way I could ever pull up something charming like this!" Harry said, rubbing his two palms laden with aesthetic rings together with a playful grin that touches his eyes as he takes in the supposed romantic scene.