Fate Harry Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

When Dean told Mike I not only threatened him but threatened him with silver, Mike was going to lose it. Forcing all thoughts of Dean or Mike from my head, I focused on getting my breathing under control, then went inside. “There you are,” Harry said, setting down the newspaper he was reading. “I take it the day didn’t go so well,” he added after looking me over. With a shake of my head, I said, “I hope you remembered that sundae.” A frown tugged at Harry’s face and he nodded, getting up from his chair. I almost felt sorry for him. Even after all this time, he still held onto the hope that one day the pack would one day wake up and accept me. Yeah, that would never happen.

He bellowed, and I felt magic caressing my skin. I knew by the sensations the spell was causing that I was supposed to freeze in place. I feigned being affected as the black magic in my blood worked against the spell. At least this will give me an element of surprise. I thought as the two magics warred across my skin. “Your mate, murdered my sister in cold blood, after allowing fae and lycan alike to take her against her will.” He spat. “I had planned to set the kingdoms against each other and enjoy you tearing each other down at a distance, but then I discovered that you were that fire filth’s mate. I’m going to use you to make him suffer.”

since harry had already lost his memories then I see no reason for me to be doing that ,all I just have to do at this moment ,is to make sure that ,they never get to meet each other and harry never gets to remember who she really was or that's just going to be the death of me and I don't want that happening ,I already have him so I must protect him with all my life ,. his mine

He is so formal. We sit and he places his hands on top of the table fiddling with his fingers. “Can I get you anything?” - The waitress asks approaching us “Americano please” - Harry says “Cup of tea please” - I say and the girl walks away. “I know what my mother did” - Harry says and I lift my eyes meeting his “She told you?” - I ask and he nods his head “Alice. I know you are not my girlfriend for real, and I know it was a job for you, but I ended up falling for you, for real” - Harry tells me and I shake my head feeling the tears starting to stream down my face.

• When i get inside my house,i make an ice coffee with popcorns to watch Harry Potter. I'm basically obsessed with Harry Potter.Like first of all,how is Tom Riddle so hot? I know he's a Villain and very toxic but if he gave a chance i would take it. Anyway,I call Kayla to check if she's arrived at her house already or not. "Hey Kayla" "Hey wassup"She said with her chirpy cheery tone. "Are you alone?" "Yea why?" "I was talking to Hayden like asking him some questions and now he's mad at me...I don't even know what i did to make him so pissed at me."

With his hands wrapped around Sophia, he forgot about Charlotte and the bad news that came with it. Sophia was like opium and he would die an addict to her. Thanks and don't forget to vote. Love y'all.😘😘

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

The more you care, the more you have to loose. ~Harry Potter, Order of Phoenix •• Noor wasn't sure if she wanted to be annoyed, angry, happy or disappointed. The flirty playful guy she had met twice on accident was actually the Mr. Umar Lukuwa she was supposed to meet.

Stacey looked at her and rolled her eyes at her before slapping her straight to her face. " Why don't you go and kill yourself instead!!"She said before walking out leaving Sandra to ponder and wonder why the spell had not worked on her. It was either something was wrong with her magic or something twisted about Stacey, she thought to herself.

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.