Did Snape Love Harry Novels & Stories

"Of course, I don't. For God's sake Harry. She has a boyfriend. And as far as I know, she's my nemesis." Harry only gave me a strange look, taking a long swing of his beer. I silently wondered what was going through his head. After a long time, he said. "There's always a thin line between love and hate. You may not know it, but you may have got the two things mixed." Before I could return his words with a witty comeback or snort at his words, he had already risen from his seat and back to assist, Henry his bartender with making the drinks. There's always a thin line between love and hate.

Then she turns to Harry and said "Take care of this little girl, if I ever know that you hurt her then you are dead!" "She is someone that I love, why will I ever hurt her?!" Harry said while pulling her to hug Ava with one hand. Even though Ava accepted him, it was so hard to make Ava's parents accept this because they have seen their daughter cry because of Harry. But in the end, he made them accept their relationship.

I say, cutting his words off. He smiles at me and hugs me tightly. "Drianna, can you stay with me? Always?" I glance at him, nodding as my answer. "I promise that I'll always stay by your side because…" I lean closer to him as my lips touch his forehead. "... I love you, Harry and nothing else." He just smiles and caresses my hair, placing the strands of my hair to the crook of my ear. I understand that he can't respond but… Actions speak louder than words.

she orders and I rapidly pick the cup and draw it up to my lips. "What's your take on love? " she questions and I instantly stop the water flowing into my mouth from the cup. My grip on the cup intensifies as memories of Harry flood my mind. How he always confessed his love to me, how he always attended my every race, how he was always the first to wish me on my birthday, how he stood up to teachers and bullies for me, how he always called me to be sure I was fine, how he always swore I am the second most important girl to him after his mom, our every Sunday movie plans... And... And so much more.

“I don’t need your blood pact,” I said calmly, shaking my head. Tom stared at me as if I had slapped him. “Why?” his voice choked. “These things will make you stronger, and I will obey you.” My gaze met his, the love I had for him six years ago completely gone from my eyes. “I don’t want you, just like you abandoned me back then. I don’t love you anymore.” “I never changed!” he said hoarsely, shaking his head. “Rowling, my love for you has never changed!”

Heartbroken, Flynn had no choice but to stay silent and give up. Presently, as I looked into the genuine affection in his eyes, I recalled that I used to look at Harry with that much love in my eyes. Alas, Harry disappointed me and hurt me in every way. Staring at Flynn, I started to sob. He had a look of disbelief in his eyes when I nodded tearfully. That was how Flynn and I got together. My professor was happy to see how things turned out between us, and I gradually fell in love with Flynn.

“Obviously, it was at some point. Or maybe what I thought was love was just awe. I couldn’t believe it when I bagged you. Sienna Monroe, the girl every guy on campus wanted, beautiful and intelligent-“ Cassy cleared her throat, reminding Harry that she was here. He continued without the adulation. “I realized on time that I didn’t like you enough to marry you. But my mother wouldn’t hear of it. She said if I played my cards right-“ “And you did,” I stopped him. I had gotten the answer I wanted. Harry never loved me; I was just a means to an end. My heart felt like it was being wrung out and my legs could barely hold me up. “Here I was, thinking it was us against the world. Apparently, it was

"What have I taught you, Lucy? You don't show your enemies all your cards. You don't have to reveal everything you know." "Tonio is not my enemy, Daddy," she said, her eyes narrowing. "How could you say that?" Harry’s voice turned cold. "Then I've failed in teaching you, if at this point, you still think Antonio is a friend to you. The man doesn't care about you, Lucy. He probably never will." Lucy gasped. "How could you say that? You know how much I..." “What? Love him?” Harry cut her off. "Love is not always reciprocated. Everyone knows that!" Harry snapped. "Besides, do you really love him? Or do you love the idea of being with him? Of being seen as powerful as he is?"

Harry patted his chest and said, "I'm a man. Why would I be afraid of her? Besides, she didn't really do anything to me that day." He had been drugged that night. His entire body burned with heat as he was stripped of all strength. If Vivian had actually tried to push him down, he wouldn't have stood a chance of fighting back. Thankfully, she hadn't touched him. Instead, she had only poured her heart out about how much she liked him. From the day she had first felt the stirrings of teenage love back in high school, she had never once let him go. Over the last three years, she had written him countless love letters. Even though she hadn't received a single response from him, she never slowed

" he asked. Avery shook her head. "He pushed me. He hurt me so much. Why can't he learn to love me even a little?" she cried. Harry sighed and rolled his eyes. "Don't be pathetic, he's fucking in love with his wife." "Even if it's just a little bit of value for me..." Harry didn't say anything, just shook his head and left Avery sobbing; for him, her heavy drinking isn't helping her get over Lyon. ___________