Daphne Harry Potter Novels & Stories

"Words are, in my not-so-humble opinion, our most inexhaustible source of magic. Capable of both inflicting injury, and remedying it." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter, and the Deathly Hallows * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy I unlocked the door and hold it open so the girls could get in. After having lunch and getting desserts with the girls, I felt bad for leaving Nat alone at home so we had cut our Christmas shopping short and gone home afterward.

Hart bowed and said, “Mr. Hornberg, you are a powerful man in the underworld of Sunrise City. I believe you should understand that families are innocent. I beg for your mercy, please release Daphne.” Gareth smiled. “What are you talking about? Who is this Daphne?” The old fox would never acknowledge the crime he committed. Hart explained, “Daphne is my daughter. I got news that Mary Sue took her back here.” “Oh? That rings a bell. Mary Sue did mention something similar.” Gareth nodded but he said in disdain, “So you are begging me to release your daughter? “You should beg Kaze Lee. If he’s here, I can call Mary Sue to tell her to do you the favor. Too bad Kaze Lee is a coward and doesn’t eve

Harper wiped a tear from her own face and hugged me tightly. “Why are you crying, silly girl?” I asked softly. “I’m so happy, Daphne,” she said, her voice catching. “You’ve gone through so much in this pack. You’ve been pushed down, judged, almost lost everything, and now…” she trailed off, overwhelmed with emotion. She held me closer. “I’ve always been your number one fan, Daphne. I always will be,” she whispered. I laughed softly and hugged her back. “I know, Harper. You’re my second love after Theo, obviously,” I teased, making her giggle. The other ladies laughed along, and for a moment, the tension in the room eased.

A wide smile crossed her face, when any normal girl would have been crying in terror. "I've been waiting for this day my entire life, the day when I would finally meet you. It's been my dream to take part in the end of the world, to help bring about the destruction of mankind." A cruel smile crossed Xavier's lips. "It seems you may be of some use to me. Very well, I will let you serve me from this point forward. What is your name?" "Daphne, Daphne Brooke." "Daphne, do you swear to do anything I tell you and obey my every command?"

Daphne managed to answer in a low voice. She pulled her kids in one last embrace before ushering them out of the door to the dining hall. She didn’t forget to pick a longer scarf to disguise herself with so she won’t be spotted by some angry rejected women again. She had an extra happy moment with her kids while eating, she packed their lunch herself and her aunt allowed her to take them to school. After dropping them off, she watched them enter the school building with her eyes brimming with tears. Away from her behind a very big tree is a hooded figure with a camera, his back leaning against the tree and a sneak peek into his hooded cover-up shows a sinister smirk.

“Have you seen her magic?” “Not personally, but she carries around little bottles of potions. My pack members say that she has helped with the most wonderful things.” Daphne’s eyes flash to mine and she very slightly shakes her head. “Is Phin coming here?” I ask cautiously. I didn’t want or need another witch here. “No, I can call her if you like. Maybe she can help out with whatever is happening. Especially since Daphne is a new witch and doesn’t understand what she can and can’t do.”

But one thing was clear, I had followed my heart. And I hope I don't regret it. “Care!” Xavier moved slowly toward me, but I raised a hand to stop him. “I can’t do this,” I whispered. “Not right now.” He froze in his steps, hurt flashing across his face, like he wanted to argue about something, but he didn’t get to… Because another figure appeared at the end of the hallway. Daphne. She was dressed in her usual morning jog gear, black leggings, a grey hoodie clinging to her frame from the light sheen of sweat. her steps halted the moment she spotted Xavier outside my door.

Her long, dark hair fell in perfect waves over her shoulders, her lips painted a deep, inviting red. She stood slowly, her movements calculated, a sultry smile on her face. “My handsome Edward,” she purred. “Long time no see.” I laughed, though it was sharp and humorless. “So, you’re “the Daphne”?” I asked, my disbelief evident. “You must be joking. You’re supposed to be Mildred’s friend. She would never—” My voice caught, anger rising. “Why would you change your name just to pull this off?”

She knew if Sarah saw her like this she would act over dramatic as always, she never wanted the Luna Queen to go around without her hair and make-up done as she felt it was a personal insult to her that she couldn't do her job. Daphne left the room after taking a deep breath, knowing all eyes would be on her fully exposed neck. But then she thought, she could either be proud to sport the hickeys given to her by infamous alpha king or be ashamed about it. She was far from the latter. Walking into the dining room, she came face to face with the culprit of the imprints on her neck. Seating at the end of the table, with a buffet in front of him, Dwayne had his laptop on the table as he sipped on

“You won’t hurt me or you will lose your daughter and my son. Be a good girl Sadie and just come with me?” “Them? Who the fuck is them?” I snapped. Oh my god, is there more out there like Sadie? Does my father have these people? What in the actual fuck was going on? My head started to spin. All of a sudden was pinned against the wall. Sadie turned and looked at me. Then this young girl came walking into the room and went to stand next to my father. Her eyes never leaving mine. “I’d like for you to meet cadence. Cadence is like you Sadie. Only I think she is stronger than you. Say hello, Cadence.”