Yaxley Harry Potter Novels & Stories

Brooklyn followed their gazes and her eyes landed on Harry. He was dressed in black ripped skinny jeans, a fitted dark green t-shirt and his blonde hair was pushed back messily, ends flicking out in random directions. His vibrant green eyes were staring straight at her and his face was blank. "What's the betting he heard all that?" Alice whispered and Sasha nudged her when her whispering didn't really count considering Harry was less than two meters away. "Rather high," Brooklyn murmured and Harry walked up to the desk the girls were sitting at and placed a pen in front of Brooklyn. Her pen.

she said, pressing her forehead on the car window. “School principal? Mrs. Castelo? Arnold? Does anyone ring a bell to you?” I snarled, hating how I ended up having a wife. “Oh, Arnold, the bully,” She lifted an eyebrow as she turned to me. “Yeah, I remember Dudley Dursley. Why?” “Who?” My forehead creased, thinking about where I heard his name. “Dudley Dursley, Harry Potter’s obese and insolent cousin. What about him? Them?” She asked again.

He regretted deeply in his heart at this very moment that he had followed Harry’s order to violate the contract! A person like Harry would try to get an advantage over another person in the most unbelievable ways. He behaved like a gentle-mannered person and did not express his intense aggressiveness on usual days. Ridley and his other friends used to assume that Harry was a soft, easygoing person all this time. Yet, he did not expect that Harry could actually be so sinister and malicious when he showed his true self! Ridley inhaled a deep breath before he cracked a tragic smile and said in a mocking tone, “I lost. It was my fault for not knowing your true self, Soulspring Pharmaceutical’s H

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“Honey… I experienced something strange earlier…” “What was it?” Stanley asked. Xyla told Stanley about what she experienced earlier without leaving out any detail. Stanley subconsciously frowned after listening to what she said. “Could it be your hallucination?” he asked. Xyla shook her head. “Absolutely not… I think the nine-tailed fox came…” While speaking, Xyla held her phone and returned to the room. She then sat next to the spot where she touched the strange thing… After that, she quickly looked around.

I asked as if I didn’t know. Wyatt rolled his eyes, looking disappointed. “Yeah. It’s Harry. There’s some emergency at work, and he’s asking me to help him. Don’t worry; he won’t stay here long.” His nose wrinkled as he glanced over his shoulder. “I hope you don’t mind.” “Nah! The more the merrier,” I said, entering his house and finding Harry comfortably sitting on the couch while working something on two laptops. Harry nodded curtly and smiled softly, standing up when he saw me. “When Wyatt told me he has a date, I thought he was lying. I’m Harry,” he said, extending his hand.

She had insisted on helping me do it but I had bluntly refused. She was almost at the verge of tears as she watched me throughout the entire process, lending a hand at any chance she got. It wouldn't be special if I let her do everything. “Xander?” I called from outside the closed door to his bedroom, holding the offering. I opened the door when I didn't get any response and I saw him seated at the edge of his bed, reading a novel. “Harry Potter!” I exclaimed, hastening my steps towards him. “That's my absolute favorite. I didn't know you read.”

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

, Harrison conceded “so, you got any plans for tonight? The Alpha Kappa’s are throwing a party if you’re interested” “Nah, not really my scene”, the young witch told him and the green eyed man nodded. He figured she’d say ‘no’ but it didn’t hurt to ask. Deep down he wished she had said ‘yes’ as he was kinda asking her out on a date. “I got a paper to finish and then a well thumbed Harry Potter book to read but thanks anyway”. “Maybe next time”, Harrison said. He got up from the grass “I’ll see you around”, he added giving her smile. The 21 year old returned it.

Ethan mentioned with pride. "Yandel being four years older, he was sent there first, and after the first year, he came back with a round glass which was given to him by the school and he sudden developed this british accent out of nowhere which seemed to please our parents so much they sent us there too," Ethan added. "Hence why me and Nathan called him Harry, as in Harry Potter, the cursed child, the second part of who shall not be named, the successor of the elder wand, the—" Emily was saying before she got interrupted by Yandel who seemed to have had enough of story time.