Until The Very End Harry Potter の小説・ストーリー

Her husband nodded. Moments later, the lights dimmed once more. But they didn’t see anyone walk to the middle of the floor. When suddenly, the familiar tune of Hedwig’s Theme came on. The students, especially the ones who have watched and loved the Harry Potter movies, recognized the music. “This! Isn’t this in the soundtrack of the Harry Potter movie?” “Yes! It is! My gosh! This is my ringtone!” “And their dress.. The color reminds me of the Beauxbatons.”

I will have to find a way to get out of the warehouse along with John, leaving Adriano and his men inside. "Tomorrow I will make you suffer. This is the 'beginning of the end' for you Adriano." I inhaled. ~~ end of flashback. The downpour stopped, leaving me and John completely drenched in rain. I cannot believe that we are still alive. We both dragged ourselves as far as possible, from the warehouse, towards the main huge iron door, because walking was impossible with broken bones of the feet and then I took a deep breath and finally removed the necklace from around my neck.

"Your mom told me, yours got lost and then said you didn't want them anymore cause you grew out of that magical world." "Yeah, we all know how I was back then." He said sheepishly. I chuckled. "Well, I told her there's no way one can say they're over Harry Potter! I still watch marathons. Best fantasy movie ever." "My girl enjoys Harry Potter too. Fuck I love you even more " He kissed me all over my face I chuckled. "Thanks for the best gift ever, the movies were great, but nothing beats the books." He said as he looked at the books in his hands.

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.

The potion is a bubblegum pink colour and it’s just about to come to a boil. “It’s almost done.” I tell him patiently. Five minutes later the potion is more of a pastel pink and I turn off the stove. I clap my hands together. “Okay, now for the fun part. Grab a spoonful of the potion. DON’T drink it!” I say firmly. Harry carefully scoops up a spoonful of the jelly like potion. “What do I do with it?” Harry asks. I grin. “Use the spoon and flick it into the air.” I gesture in the general direction of the door, away from where we are both standing.

wheelchair rugby team and its journey to the 2004 Paralympics in Greece is on your favorites list too. “What about Harry Potter?” she asks. “I haven’t seen it or them. I thought there were, like, fifteen movies in the series.” Her hair has fallen forward on her face and she pushes it back. I’ve seen the curve of her neck a million times, but now I’m fascinated with every inch of skin displayed. I want to sink my fingers into her hair and hold her still, while I run my nose across her skin. “Van?” She pulls me out of my Danny-induced coma and I meet her eyes. “Sorry.”

Memories of me and Ethan sprawled on my bed or my bedroom floor reading books together, guessing each other’s Hogwarts house. It was Friday afternoon. As the classes were over before noon, I had called Jake over to help me pack all my stuff for the move. Anya would have helped, but she was in her office and had called in to make sure Jake and Andrew were behaving. “Is that Harry Potter?!” Andrew exclaimed, rushing into my room and leaning down to see the books with his big brown eyes. I grinned at him and let him see the books. “My mom gifted it to me when I was ten.”

-I couldn't be finished about what I saying to Harold when someone spoke somewhere. "Elle." Luke's deep voice heard. Sticky shit! "A-All right Harold, it's tomorrow again-" I closed my eyes firmly as Luke cut me off again. I took a deep breath before going to the kitchen and drinking some water. What am I going to explain to Harold, other students at our school shouldn’t know what Harold saw because I’m sure Luke will lose his job. I drained the water before going up to our room. I lowered my carry-on bag to the bed before falling throwing myself and lying on the bed.

His Possession. THE END.

Hers. Finally. Completely. Forever. THE END