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She was slowly becoming agitated as Harry kept on staring at her and waiting for a reply. "That was a long time ago, Harry, how would you expect me to remember?" Harry raised an eyebrow, staring at her suspiciously. If there was one thing he was certain about, his little girl would never ever forget her favorite book. She talked about it a lot and it seems she read the book more than fifty times. Harry remembewred the fact that she used to explain the book to him, hook line and synced. "Well, it's Throne of glass..." He replied , still looking her up suspiciously.

"Harry Potter, huh?" Rosie's cheeks warmed up as she took the book back. "For old times sake." Anthony's eyes lit up as he looked down at her, a warm and easy smile resting on his face. "Personally, my preference lies with the Half Blood Prince." Rosie's eyebrows raised in surprise. "You... like Harry Potter?" "Who doesn't?" He chuckled, tilting his head. "Although I will sheepishly admit that I have only watched the movies and not read the books."

Akira scoffed, “I doubt the basilisk would want to have anything to do with her.” “I see…” Orion groaned as he picked a book from the collection, “harry potter and the chamber of secrets” “I see you're well versed in this lore..” Orion commented as they headed back to the general table. “Of course, who isn't, it was like a virus on the human world back then, everyone was well invested in that book.” “What was supposed to be a book for kids was widely loved by the adults…” “I mean, we wolves were poorly represented in the novel but I still love the book.”

“She prefers books. Keeps to herself mostly.” “She looks comfortable,” I replied. “That counts for something.” He nodded, then went back to talking with the others, and after a few more minutes, I found myself drifting toward her without really deciding to. She looked up when she noticed me approaching, her shoulders tensing slightly like she was bracing for an interruption. “Hey,” I said softly. “Is that Prisoner of Azkaban?” Her eyes lit up instantly, and she said, “Yes. It’s my favorite one.”

No one was present and I had all the time choosing and deciding what I wanted. "You can buy three books, maximum" Karthik added from beside me. Only three books? Just three books out of all these eye-catching feasts before me? I wish I could buy the whole shelf because there were wide varieties of books also the books I wanted to read so badly which had been stuck on my wish list for years. I could see the Harry Potter series pocking out of the fantasy section; my all-time favorite book. But I had already read them back home so it's a waste of time. I also saw Nancy Drew and Hardy Boys books to my left which excitingly was the crime and thriller section, I had almost read all of them too. I

They also have different creatures and monsters, so I remember myself with them. “Which part are you in?” Zion asked. “I don't exactly know the title, but it was when Harry Potter was on his teenager days …” I replied. “Maybe the second one or the third one? The Prisoner of the Azkaban or The Order of the Phoenix. Have you finished what you were watching before?” “Yeah, why?” He gave me a smile. “Let's watch the next series together, okay?” “But I thought so? You're done with that, right?”

“Oh my god! You got me the Harry Potter Series!” I rushed to the bookshelf and grabbed a copy of ‘Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire’. It was the only book I had read in the series and I had fallen in love with it. I had promised myself that I would buy more but I never got the money. “Yeah, girl,” she said smugly, “and I got you some others you might like…” I saw the other books and my jaw dropped. It was almost all the books on my reading wish list.

It was the second time I burned myself with my cup of tea. I had recently bought it when I discovered an internet store about literary articles, and I instantly fell in love with the Harry Potter-themed cup that only required the coat of arms belonging to the book when it was filled to the top by a smoking liquid. Most of the time, I just filled it with water just to have the pleasure of seeing the dark color giving way to the brightness that contained the drawing of the most famous magnificent witchcraft school in the literary world.

Then I heard his voice call out stopping me in my tracks. "Smart people do not let their emotions cloud their judgment. Choose wisely, and when torn between how to best cut off a painful thorn, look for someone who would do it for you, that way you get it all. That's my final word of advice." He said cryptically, leaving me standing in the dimly lit hallway while I realized that I now hated this "slave girl" label and I'll prove all of them wrong. Blood Moon Academy would be my stepping stone to the top.

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.