Fanfiction Harry Potter Refuses To Forgive Gryffindor Novels & Stories

Therefore, apologizing to Rainbow was not as important as apologizing to the Wolf King, and Luna would be the best representative. The Wolf King showed such respect to the Conerys because of Luna, and he even attended Jane’s 70th birthday event, which was the best evidence. As long as Luna could forgive Malfoy, then Edgar’s goal would be achieved. “Wolf Queen, I was wrong. Please forgive me,” Malfoy cried terribly as he begged for forgiveness. Luna was baffled. The fathers of Malfoy’s other friends grabbed their respective sons to face Luna and made them kneel in front of her as well.

Safiya reasoned out but that only added to his anger. "Because of your stubbornness and you all chose to disobey me that is why this happened." He retorted that he doesn't want to look at them because his vision might darken and he can't control himself and he might hurt them. "I already warned all of you but still, you didn't listen to me." Safiya took a deep breath, giving up. "I'm sorry! Okay! It's our fault that this happened. And if something bad happened to Draco I definitely can't forgive myself either. So, I'm really sorry. We're just trying to help."

He began to mutter inaudible words. "Lest I forget. I have not forgiven you for the offense you committed at school. Now, you have the chance to prove yourself as a changed person by behaving responsibly before I return.” I rose from my seat, grabbing my bag and checking my watch. “Where are you going to, Lily? Are you leaving already?” his voice was shaky and laced with curiosity as he inquired. While I ignored Harry's question, I closed the distance between myself and Bella and spoke loudly. "If Harry misbehaves, I want you to break his legs." I heaved a sigh. “Promised?”

After reading the notes he found in the bouquet,he looked at me. "Harry, kindly put that back. I don't want to talk to anyone about him. He is nothing more than a simple employee for me." "Amber, don't be so stubborn. He's only pleading for your pardon. It's not like he's asking you to marry him." I can't stand Harry's annoyance any longer. What a jerk to favor him. "Do you think that I should forgive him?" I arch my brow. "Yes, whatever transpired after that, he truly deserved a pardon." He occupied my front chair.

She smiled patting his shoulder. "Don't worry time will heal everything. I have forgiven you, Liam. And I am sure one day you will be able to forgive yourself." Liam shook his head sighing. He wiped his tears using his bandaged hand. "I will never till I would seek forgiveness from that innocent man I scarred for a lifetime." She knew he was talking about Harry but she said nothing. Because for her. It wasn't her place to forgive him for what he did to Harry. Only Harry has that right. She will never take that right away. And somehow she knew he might never be able to forgive Rose or Liam after what they did to him.

I shouted as I tried my best to catch up to her while ignoring the numbness of my feet. "Mey!" I yelled as loud as I could, ignoring the look on everyone's face as I ran past them like a madman in a boxer and plain black sleeveless shirt. I stopped a few steps away and called her again. This time, she paused and turned around. I watched tears streaming down her face. My heart squeezed and all I could do was threw my arms around her and pulled her into a tight hug. * * * When speaking to Ron, Hermione recalls the professor's words of forgiveness in The Half-Blood Prince: "Dumbledore says people find it far easier to forgive others for being wrong than being right."

Harry didn’t expect my words to be so direct, and his emotions intensified. He shook my shoulders repeatedly, seemingly desperate for an answer from me. “If you have nothing to do with that guy, why can’t you come home with me? Can’t we talk this out properly? You weren’t like this before! I know I was wrong. What will it take for you to forgive me?” I struggled to break free from Harry’s grip, then kicked the flowers he had set down to the side. “All the paths and choices you made brought us here. Isn’t it better to leave each other with a shred of dignity?”

Father took a sip of his drink as if he hadn’t just destroyed something. “The only pity I have for you.” His voice softened slightly. “…is that you refused Andrew” "You knew what he did father…" He almost banged the table hard. “Andrew still asks about you.” I laughed. One that sounded more like a sob. “He is willing to forgive you.” The words made me physically ill. Forgive me? Forgive me? For refusing to marry him? For refusing to spend my life trapped?/For refusing to become another thing he owned? As I stood abruptly, the chair scraped against the floor.

And despite everything I did for her, Sharon still plotted to end my life. There was no way I would make the same mistake again. Harry looked up at me, his expression one of calculated vulnerability. "If I don't get into university, my father will force me into some dead-end factory job to support us. I really want to keep studying. Please, this would be like saving my life. I'll do anything to repay you." Sharon's frustration boiled over. "Are you really trying to drive Harry to his death before you stop?" I took several steps back, wanting distance from their escalating intensity, as if it could somehow contaminate me.

And in the end, it was, because it brought me Xander and my babies and my Blue Moon pack, and I couldn’t ever regret anything that led me to them. The introduction of the dark magic, I guess I can forgive too. It wasn’t meant to hurt me; it just scared the shit out of me. And at the time, even when I was terrified, I knew that Alexi was hurting and needed my help. But not the rest. Not the poison, or the pack of rogues, or the horrible kidnapping. I can never forgive that. I can never forget that. I will never be completely over it. “Alexi, some of the things that have happened are too much for me to let go of. I just can’t. So...no. No, I’m not willing to be with you...”