Fanfiction Harry Potter Refuses To Forgive Gryffindor Novels & Stories

"I couldn't sleep. I dreamed of her. She was in the garden, smiling, but when I called her, she couldn't hear me." He lifted his small face, his expression deadly serious. "Dad, I forgive her. I know I shouldn't have been angry. When she comes back, I won't let her fight with Aunt Seraphina anymore. I promise. I will still have her as my Mum." His words were shards of glass in the wound Gideon had just picked open. My throat seized up. I looked at his innocent, trusting face, and I couldn't utter Gideon's cold, tactical dismissal.

“Her brother put me through worse. Nico destroyed everything I built, turned my own allies against me, and left me for dead in that hospital. Now fate delivers his most precious possession into my hands.” “She’s not a possession, she’s a person.” Disapproval saturates his tone. “A vulnerable person who trusts you.” Trust. The word sits heavy between us like an unwelcome guest. Through the doorway, I watch Aleta toss and turn in her sleep, and something uncomfortable takes root in my stomach. “Nico made his choice five years ago,” I continue, returning to the fabricated documents. “Every decision has consequences.” “What happens when her memory returns?” My hands still on the keyboard once ag

Xavier bid goodbye to her and walked out of the room. "Alpha, thank you." Arianna shouted from behind, and he chuckled. 'I wanted to give you a bad headache when you were hurting her. But I know you are doing it for her good, so I am forgiving you.' Gray said. 'Thank you so much, Your Highness. Your forgiveness means a lot to me. I would have died with guilt if you wouldn't forgive me.' Xavier said dramatically. 'I'm taking my words back. You don't deserve my forgiveness. You are just an asshole. ' Gray growled.

Harry just crosses his arms when he realizes Aiden has a point. "Fine, don't help me then. I'll find a way to make him forgive me without giving him what he wants," he says, "I realized way too late, you can't just always give your kids what they want or they turn into criminals or perverts. Or both, in Damon's case." "Which one am I?" I ask. Harry looks at me. "You're neither, I can still spoil you some more," he says and he puts an arm around my shoulders, "If you get Dean to forgive me, I'll give you anything you want."

"She just left for two months and refused to take my calls, now she thinks just waltzing back into my life will solve everything. What's the guaranty she won't do the same thing?" Harry scratched his hair. "I think you should let it go since she has apologised. She wouldn't do the same thing since you've put up with this behaviour the first time she did it, trust me." "I'm still not going to forgive her just easily. I need my space. She thinks it's cool to just ghost me and I'm not going to be a coward like her, I'm going to ignore her right in front of her." Harry was a bit taken aback by his statement, he had hardly ever seen Bryan behave like that, this was a first for him.

"Aww. That's so sweet of you, son. Guess Mr Smith changed his mind. Huh? "Yeah, he did." He breaks the hug. "So, how was school today?" She asked. "It was great." "Tell me, what's the secret?" She asked, sensing how happy he was. "I got to talk to the Malfoy's and guess what?" He sat on the same couch with her. "They refused to talk to you?" She guessed. "No, Aunt May. They forgave me." He said, feeling excited. "Wow! That's my boy." She praised him. "I told you, they'll definitely forgive you if you apologize."

They remind me of how happy we were on the first day of Hanami. Draco sounded so sad when talking to my father. I know he is hurting but then again so was I. Am I wrong in not forgiving him? I wonder as I finish my food. I will give him another chance. If he shows up once more then I will tell him at least. I need to see for myself if he deserves to be forgiven. I truly cannot continue to keep accepting his gifts if I no longer wish to be courted. I will decide before he returns how we will fare.

It felt like my world came crashing down when I heard Trevor say he wanted to forgive Roxanne. Cyril was our only child born after ten years of marriage. He was our miracle. His body lay cold and stiff upstairs in the surgery room, yet Trevor was determined to forgive the ones who had killed him. "Trevor Walker! Are you insane?" I yelled, completely losing it. I charged toward him and slammed my fists into his chest. "That was your son! How could you say that? How could you…"

He found himself in a state of blur which was pricking him constantly, it was dripping to his core like a poison. To realize that it was not greed but they had a reason to hurt them. That his mother’s one mistake would drown them. “Tell me, please,” He whimpered, forcing his cries to halt. I swallowed, not sure what to speak but murderers shouldn’t be forgiven. “Some people need punishment. You can’t forgive everyone. Harry Cannedy should pay for his actions,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around his body so he could rest his head on my chest. He held my waist and closed his eyes with sniff to suppress the tears rolling down painfully.

Then, he looked at me and said, “Anya, just forgive Harry this time. I am begging you. If Harry goes to jail, how can he have a foothold in X city. Harry was in a moment of madness but learned his lesson. Please forgive him this time. I am keeling to beg you!” I was saying that he knelt in front of me. “Dad, get up. Don’t do this!” I said immediately. However, I felt disgusted and quickly looked away to avoid looking at him. “If you refuse to forgive Harry, I will keep kneeling!” Saying that he was about to kneel in front of me again, but I immediately helped him up, saying, “Dad, please. Stop it.” I was annoyed and frustrated. Dad’s eyes turned red and tears rolled down my cheeks. “Anya, Ha