The Harry Potter Fan Club Novels & Stories

"Harvard doesn't allow them." "But there are clubs," Simon said. "Final clubs they're called. And my friend Darin is part of one." Simon sat back with a big grin, like he was the king of the world. "The Star Club. And he's invited me to join." Huge warning bells went off in my head. There's no way someone like Simon would be invited to a Final Club. For one, his family wasn't rich. He was here on a full scholarship because he was brilliant. And besides, if Darin was a member, it's likely the club was only for witches. Star Club. Pentagram. Yeah, how freaking obvious could they get?

I keep hoping and begging that it all these theories and stories arent true. I once went to what is called a fan club, a secret fan club about this evil woman. People there idolise her and talk about her, their theories were scary and they were even scarier. They seemed to enjoy talking about her and all the terrible things they think she did. The fact that they know and think she could do these things bad things but they still idolise her is scary. As I was looking I noticed that a letter fell out of the book. I went down to pick it up but then a hand stopped me.

People from all walks of life start coming to the meetings, and they share stories about how gratitude and mindfulness have impacted their lives. So, as the "Happiness Club" spreads to other communities, it starts to get some pushback from people who are skeptical about the whole idea. Some people say that the group is just a bunch of "hippies" who are out of touch with reality. Others say that the group is just a feel-good fad that won't last.

The girl to the right of her spoke, with a voice that was far too high-pitched for her looks. “I am not interested in being with any of them.” I said, only because I didn’t want them to get the wrong idea. “You better not be, because we won’t let it happen. By the way, my name is Jennifer, and I am the president of the Ace of Clubs fan club. We know everything about them, and we will do whatever it takes to protect them from the likes of you.” The first girl that had spoken said, as she took a step forward and got in my face.

"And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her." — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead It had been Friday night when my friends and I had gone to the club. It was a good plan to keep Hunter off my mind. I had been ignoring him since Christmas. He had sent me a dozen of texts but I refused to read or reply to them. It was better this way.

"Aaaaaah! So that's why you don't drink alcohol–and that's also why you said Sir Wolf is a good father?!" Penelope Zircon clapped her hands once, coming to a realization, breaking the silence that followed the announcement. Harriet turned to Penelope, the dark blonde girl who had just called out to her. Hearing this, Harriet laughed amusedly. "Penny." Harriet put her finger to her lips, reminding Penelope that information about the club members' real identities must be kept confidential.

I ordered a burger with an iced Americano, picking a nice table by the window. Nothing beats a nice view as you eat your stress away. "Why didn't I see anything about the club on the portal, or is there something you aren't telling me?" She takes a sip of her orange juice, giving me a look. "I knew you were going to ask. That's why I kept it a secret from you. There is this group—actually, it's not on the portal. This club is secret. Not everyone knows about it. Just the higher-ups who go there to satisfy their dark cravings.

Before Harry can complete his words, a comment from a fan catches his eye. ‘This Harry is so disgusting and shameless. I can’t believe that he’s behind everything that’s happening and still dares to trick us. Everyone, go and check the post uploaded by the Actor’s Chasing Clout blog.’ Harry freezes, and his eyes flash with mixed expressions that include disbelief and petrification.

Her friend told her that she knew about the invisible cloak from a famous book called 'Harry Potter. Harry Potter was a famous book and movie back on Earth in the 21st century. She doesn't know how her friend find about a book that came from the 21st century, however, she got interested by the cloak. If she bought this, she would show it to her friend if they meet someday. “You got interested in it, Soheila?” Hector asked when he saw that Soheila stood up. Soheila looks at him and said, “Yes, I'm super duper interested in that item.” She smiled brightly after saying that.

I responded back to Layla before she could call the cops. ME: I'm fine stop worrying he won't kill me.. well, at least. "Is that allowed?" He asked quickly as if he already expected that answer, I shook my head, "It's not but he is part of the club, I registered him last month.. which is basically last week. So it's okay.." "Club?" He questioned with a raised brow and I almost busted in laughter. I really needed to explain things further or make my sentences a bit clear. "After school club.. not some alcohol or strip club... we help kids with homework and there's a few activities they participate in if they want..."