Fanfiction Harry Potter Refuses To Forgive Gryffindor นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Harry, stop talking." Carwyn Levi lowered his voice. The always obedient Harry shook his head firmly and replied, "No! Harry wants his mother and Uncle Levi to get along! Harry wanted to tell his mother that Uncle Levi did everything. Uncle Levi really wants you back, can you forgive him?" Grainne knew Harry liked Carwyn Levi very much, she also knew Harry wanted Carwyn Levi to be his father. Looking at Harry's determined gaze, Grainne felt a little softened. She didn't have the heart to upset Harry again. "Okay, I'll forgive you!" Grainne didn't have the aura he'd imagined.

I say in an obvious tone. "And I'm not even married to Oliver yet. He's my fiance. And even if he wasn't in the picture, never in a million years would I mate with you." "Do you think that I'd ever be able to forget all what you did to me? I've forgiven you, yes. But I'll never forget. Don't bother with the saying 'forgive and forget.'" "A person can forgive, but they can never truly forget. You know that, don't you? Harry, clear all these delusions in your head about me being your mate, because I'm not."

The eighth time I catch Philip Mumford cheating on me, he pours a bottle of concentrated disinfectant over his groin. "Happy now?" Amid the wreckage, his face is deathly pale as he looks at me like I'm the one who has lost my mind. It's the first time he's ever backed down. I stand frozen, clutching a piece of broken porcelain, suddenly feeling completely lost. During our worst fight, I strap dynamite to myself and his mistress, forcing him to choose between us. In response, he has himself and my parents tied to five semitrucks chained together, then smiles and asks if I still want him to choose. That's how we spent ten years torturing each other, neither of us willing to give in, bac

"And I need you to know that I'm sorry. Not because I need forgiveness. Because you deserve to hear it, regardless of whether you're capable of giving it." The café fell into an uncomfortable silence, the ordinary clatter of dishes and quiet conversation continuing around them while three people carrying the weight of years of manufactured betrayal tried to find their way toward something resembling resolution. "I'll have Jamie arrange security," Harry said finally, his voice carefully neutral. "And a lawyer, separate from mine, so there's no conflict of interest. That's what I can offer right now. Forgiveness is going to take longer than an afternoon in a coffee shop, Margot. I hope you und

This time she wouldn't let him go this easily. Harry sighed with no hope. He knows that his sister would not forgive him this easily. Soham might won't say anything to him because of his greed but it's not the same for Serene. She is all out to fight. He has to pay or do something for her to gain her forgiveness for playing with both her and Soham. "Dad, I know both of you well. How can you talk about business at our family meeting." Serene pouted and fell back on her couch with a grumpy look.

“Mia, please give me another chance! I’ve seen Judy’s true colors. Mike and Lily chased her out of the pack. I don’t want anything else anymore, I only want you…” I interrupted him, my tone eerily even. “I gave you 99 chances. You used up the last coupon when you made me apologize on Judy’s behalf. Leonard, I don’t love you anymore.” “No! I don’t believe you!” I paused, looked at his face contorted in grief, and continued, “I’m doing fine here. There’s no need for forgiveness coupons, no one to make me apologize for a mistake I didn’t commit, and no one who’d abandon me for another woman when I miscarried. I even got to taste seafood.

He didn’t like liars, and at the end of the day, I was a liar. Would he really make an exception for me? “Panther wouldn’t want to hurt you intentionally. I did talk to him, and he feels sorry about everything.” I felt disgusted by Marvin’s choice of words. “I know it’s too much to ask, but can’t you just forgive him this once?” Forgive? It would only be a matter of time before the truth would reveal itself. “Sure, I can do that.” It pained me to say those words. “But can we please go inside now—I’m wearing a crop top, and it’s freezing.”

"I know, I know you've given so much—" "Given?" I scoffed. "Liam's daughter had silver poisoning. The potion was a hundred and fifty grand. I paid it without blinking. Marcus's son wanted to go to a human university. I covered all his expenses. And Chloe, that little viper currently sinking her fangs into my back? She showed up at my door in rags. I gave her a clothing allowance that could have bought a new car!" My voice grew colder. "And now they're crucifying me. Why? Because I offered them cold, hard cash instead of a cheap piece of felt?"

I didn't say anything. She pulled out a bankbook and pressed it into my hand. "It's fourteen thousand three hundred dollars—we scraped it together for you. Take it, use it while you're over there." I looked at the bankbook. "Where'd this come from?" She dropped her gaze. "We sold your dad's car." My dad nodded beside her. "Nathan, we were wrong before. We failed you." My mom's eyes went red. "I know I messed up... I really do... Can you ever forgive me?"

That even if that happened again in the past, he would never regret it. How can I now forgive a man who does not regret what he did? How can I accept to myself everything and forgive Saint, thinking he was the cause of my Mother's death? "Whatever fight happens between you and Albus, I'm sure you'll get along well my daughter." That's when I looked up at Mr Perelman who is now looking at me sadly. "I hope so, Dad. I hope we still get along." After that, I smiled sadly. "Wait, I'm not going to interfere. But, is your boyfriend have another woman?" This time the crossed eyebrows of Mr Perelman is something I laughed at because I remember in him my Dad Arman.