Fanfiction Harry Potter Refuses To Forgive Novels & Stories

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.

"We need to get you to urgent care. It's worse than I thought." She looks up at me, her eyes filled with a mixture of pain and understanding. "You didn't do it on purpose, Theo. I know that," she says, her voice tinged with a hint of forgiveness. I hate that she’s so forgiving, so innocent. She should hate me. She should hate all of us. Forgiveness is not what I deserve.

I ask tentatively as I pull the blankets closer to my body, creating a cocoon to protect myself. “Indeed. I didn’t think marking you would knock you out for so long, but rejecting one’s fated mate takes a serious toll on the mind and body. I’m glad you made the better choice, my dear,” his words ooze out of him like venom from a snake’s fangs. I cringe with each syllable he speaks. The scheming smile on his face, coupled with his misty eyes, unsettles me even more. “My friends! You promised you’d let them go if I gave myself over to you. You promised nobody would be hurt. Where are they? Where are Daphne and Viviana?” I unleash all my pent-up anger and rage. My ire only seems to amuse him mo

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

The bunny was made of cheap material that caught dust, and I had always forbade her from sleeping with it because of hygiene concerns. To convince her to give it to me, I would tell her that I liked the bunny too so that she would hand it over. It was usually not very effective. She would cry and throw a round of tantrums before finally relenting. And now, she lifted my arm that had turned stiff and stuffed her most precious bunny into my hands. She then murmured, “Mommy, you can have Bunny. I don’t want it anymore. Please don’t be angry at me.” She then wrapped herself around my arms. “Mommy, you can sleep with Bunny. Will you forgive me after you wake up?”

"Alexander, don't you think it's ridiculous? Your own biological daughter could only call you Uncle Alex! What, are you her stepfather or something? "Every time I think about this, I hate you all over again. Do you think just because you came here today to say sorry, we should be grateful and go back with you? I'm telling you, it's impossible. No matter what happens in the future, Kimmy and I no longer have anything to do with you. "The biggest mistake I ever made was not stopping Kimmy when she gave you those 100 forgiveness coupons. That gave you so many opportunities to hurt us without consequence!

I lunged forward, light bursting from my palms, and struck her with a cleansing ward. Dahlia screamed and dropped to her knees, sobbing. “Don’t ever do that again,” I said, voice shaking. She looked up at me. “He… showed me things.” “I know.” “I saw me on the throne. I saw you” “Dead,” I finished. “So did I.” Her eyes filled with tears. “I’m sorry.” I didn’t say anything. Because forgiveness doesn’t live where trust has been broken. We freed Lucretia first.

“And you’ve been avoiding him like he’s the plague. That’s a very specific therapy combo, my guy.” Lily leaned forward, elbows on the table, voice dipped to dramatic stage whisper. “Tell us everything. We’ll turn it into a W*****d series.” Jordan snorted. “Title: Forgive Me, Father, I Love the Sin.” “Jordan!” Lily slapped her arm. “Too much.” She turned back to me, all sharp concern. “Did he do something? Did something happen?” I closed my eyes. It was like being dragged across broken glass. The confession booth. The rain. The kiss. The grinding. The way my body had betrayed me. The way I’d run until the rain stopped and my shame had nowhere to hide.

I looked back up at the ceiling, at the little cracks where the paint had chipped off in places and the spider webs in the very far corners… Forgiveness? Can I forgive those who killed my parents and forced me be become a prostitute? Can I really forgive those who mercilessly destroyed my innocence bit by bit and left me with no choice? No…the answer was clear. I could never do that. However…Draco wasn’t one of those people. He wasn’t the one who killed my parents. And he wasn’t the person who sold me off.

Aiden, Liam, my mom, William and surprisingly Yennefer. “Mom I am not mad at you, I already forgave you!.” I said with a low voice. “Thank you!!.” It was clear she was in shock, she was my mom I could not possibly have a grudge against her, she was just in love, crazy. “I..” before he could complete his words I said. “Never!!, not in this life or the next will I forgive you!!.” I roared at William. “Calm down pup!.”Yennefer told me with a faint smile.