Romans & histoires Fanfiction Harry Potter Refuses To Forgive Gryffindor

I sat by the exit of the cave, watching as it slopped downstairs to the woods. The previous day creeped into my mind and I remembered the way Fidaurs stared at me as though I was dirt. I didn't feel particularly bad for myself because I knew I deserved her rage. For four years, she spared me and let me live in the light while she locked herself in the mansion and I didn't make any effort to apologise to her or see her. I knew my apologies would go nowhere and she'd hate me anyways so I didn't bother to go to her. I was a bad sister and I didn't need anyone to tell me that.

Her body is trembling with a mix of anger and sadness. “Please, Charlotte. I’m sorry. Please forgive me. Don’t let him contact my parents and—” “Hubby! Do whatever you want. I cannot forgive this inhumane person who has destroyed countless lives. I would feel guilty if I forgave him. He is an animal living in human society.” Her throat and head ache. The university never provided any positive memories except for Sandra. She couldn't be able to get fresh air thanks to them, who are crawling around to get forgiveness.

Tired of being weak. The healer sighed. “Raven... He’s as much a victim as you are. The spell... it clouded everything. He’s not perfect, but... he’s fighting for you.” I shook my head, wrapping my arms around myself. “I don’t know if I can forgive him. I don’t know if I want to. He drove a staie through my fucking heart! How do I move past that?” Silence stretched between us. I guess they didn't have an answer to my questions.

I was still finding it hard to forgive him "Eileen, please I promise you, I will never have any contact with those witches again." He looked at me, his eyes pleading for forgiveness. I looked at him, my heart still racing from the nightmare. "See that you don't," I said, my voice firm. I was still trying to process everything that had happened, and I wasn't sure if I could ever forgive Kyle for putting himself in danger all in the name of wanting to protect me. "What you did was extremely reckless and stupid and I would never forgive you if you try to act so selfless again, I want you to cut all contacts you have with the witches and dark lord, we will find a way to defend them and emerge vi

“Why did you do all this to me if you still love him? Am I that pitiful to deserve your pity? Did you choose to leave Lucas out of obligation to me? Because I seemed like someone who had no hope in life anymore?” Velia flinched. “No, Harry. That's not what I meant.” In Harry's eyes, that was what happened. His mind could imagine it, even if he did not want to. Look! There's a man who was almost dead. He has no hope left, so pity him. Pity him. Harry clenched his fists tightly. His face hardened in an attempt to drive away that disgusting shadow from his mind. “You've disappointed me, Ve.” “Forgive me.”

Potter asked, “So can I clean your wound?” I sighed and nodded my head. After a while, Ms. Potter started doing her work and I started thinking of ways to ask for Amber’s forgiveness. “Ms. Potter?” “Hmm.” “Is it true that women don't fall in love with those men who don’t respect her decision or her?”

It makes my blood boil and my temper rise. “Are you JOKING? You manipulate me all the time! You’re doing it right now! Your magic is as constant as you are. I wanted to dismiss it, but how can I trust that? With your magic, you could have ANYONE so why would I believe you would want to waste your time with me?” I’m crying. When did I start crying? Why am I yelling? I wanted to make up with Harry, not yell at him. I didn’t realise I was so angry about his magic, I thought that I had accepted it. It seems like I haven’t really. Still, I immediately regret my words. I’m about to say something, take it back. Apologise. I don’t know. But before I get the chance, Harry responds, his voice quiet.

June placed a hand on my shoulder and tried to keep me from talking for like five minutes just so I’ll calm down. “It was never your fault, because you thought you were doing the right thing. You didn’t know how to go about things because nobody was pre-made for family life. You were saving life’s because that’s what heroes do, you didn’t hurt your family intentionally, Harry. You need to learn to forgive yourself or else this guilt will keep eating you up for years and you won’t be able to have a life. It was never your fault. You didn’t wish them death. One thing about life is that life is full of shit that’s not worth even looking over”

He said, "Why can't you just support my decision to be with the person that I like? No happiness can come out of forced decisions, don't you understand that logic?" Perhaps Mrs. Lucas did not understand, but Hazel had learned the hard way over the last three years. She was no longer the same person that she was three years ago, so self-confident that she had been sure Benjamin would fall in love with her. Hazel finally admitted defeat, and thoroughly so.

He plants a kiss on my right cheek while I feel his palm rubbing over my side. “Do you think there will ever come a time that you can forgive your own father?” Harry’s eyes looked serious and his rows knitted in the middle of his forehead. “I don’t know. I have not thought about forgiving him because I don’t think I could.” “Don’t you think he has a deeper reason why he wanted you to be like him? Why he wanted you to put music in the centre of your life? Why he wanted you to pursue singing and not surfing?”