Harriet Potter Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I’m sure we're going to be friends. Harriet wasn’t sure about anything any more, except for the fact that watching Lewis’s hands stray over Rowena’s arm and neck had been highly unsettling and left her face feeling hot. ‘I’m sorry, Rowena it is. What would you like me to do?’ ‘The fan mail then, if you’re desperate to start earning your keep. Lewis, be an angel and show her the room where she'll be working. I simply must have another cup of coffee.’

I could still see her wearing those large glasses, an oversized Pokémon shirt, and braces, with her hair in a ponytail with bangs. Call me weird, but I had found her cute with those glasses and bangs, even though she had always been self-conscious of them. After she met William, she got contact lenses and cut her hair short to fit her bangs. I remembered how painful it felt seeing her with that bastard. I had all the ladies at my feet, but the one I loved only saw me only as a friend. And now she is probably f*cking that bastard. "Earth to Ice?" Dante snapped me out of my thoughts before I could explode. "Lady problem?"

And no sooner did the thought reel in my head when the door creaked open and Harriet walked in, crying. Goddess. Not the tears again. That was Hariett's very own key to fine tuning my heart into doing his biddings. And sometimes it worked on Harrietta too. I just hoped it'd work right now cause the day was going to be a long one. And I really didn't want to spend it trying to pamper two stubborn two year olds. “M-mummy….” Harriet sobbed, hugging my legs. “Harietta doesn't want to give me her present.”

Mark pushed Kiara behind him and he stood facing Harriet. "Leave her out of this Harriet. I need you to tell me why I have a werewolf mate and not a fairy as expected. My wings glowed the other night when I carried her in my arms too, my wings never glow." Mark explained. Harriet looked from the Angels to Kiara. She then gestured for them to come with her, and they did. Harriet took them to the pond by her house, she would relax there and look at the problem. They arrived at the pond and Harriet wasted no time. She took the girl's forehead and placed it on hers, she looked into her silver eyes and she could see it. She could see her. Harriet gasped and took her head away from the girl's swif

Then she made a sign of slicing her neck. “We also met your boyfriend. He’s Fabroa too and he’s damn hot! What is your secret for getting got guys by your side?!” Kimberly asked Harriet. Harriet’s cheeks suddenly turned pink. She cleared her throat and fan her face. “You have to be Wyatt’s heir to get hot guys,” Janna chuckled. “Perhaps Harriet saved a royalty in her past lives. I envious you,” Cherry sighed while pouting her lips to Harriet. At least, even if they are b*tches, Harriet admitted that they were honest. They don’t hide what they think and they will badmouth her face to face. All in all, these guys are better than Reese, Sherly or Madell.

I swallowed hard, my throat dry and then turned my gaze back to Harriet, "Harriet, sweetheart, was it the same girl we saw, the one who called you names, that did this to you? Or was it someone else?" Harriet shifted on the bed, her fingers nervously twisting the hem of her pink nightgown. "Yes, Mummy," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "It’s the same girl. She always takes my pencil sometimes, and then I have to use Harry’s own. When I try to get it back, she frowns and pushes me. This time... this time, she knocked my head, and it hurts." Her words were like tiny daggers, each one piercing my chest. Harriet crawled toward me on the bed, her small arms wrapping tightly around

She asked, lowering her voice down, and Harriet nodded. “I really thought you changed when you returned to school, but now I realize you're crazy. You don't even know the Man! Apart from the frickin’ fact that he's Rael Morgan!” Lena could not contain it. “You–did you sleep with him?” She asked, searching Harriet's face, but the latter only gave her a smug look. At that moment, she realized her friend had turned into an entirely different person. She smiled deviously. She liked this new Harriet better. She couldn't imagine the look on Kylie's face when she found out Harriet had stolen her man. The two chatted for a while before heading out of the cafe.

Blaze yells again but I wasn't paying attention to him. My eyes never left my girl,her face is disoriented and her are glassy. I want nothing more but to hug and beg her for forgiveness. But this wise at the moment. I can question swimming on her face. "I am so sorry Blaze,I love you! Please believe me,Blake he tricked me! He threatened me! Please believe me!"Harriet says and that makes me look at her then. Wow! How could I not see that she was manipulative bitch. "That...that is not true! I never forced anything with you. You wanted this,you even brought this whole idea!"I yell in anger

he taunted, “you think I need a reason to mess with you? You’re just an easy target. It’s like a game, watching you squirm.” My eyes welled up with tears, but I refused to let them fall. . . “Are you really doing this Harper?” I asked myself, feeling my stomach in knots. As I watched the group of familiar faces gathered on the balcony of Charlotte’s lakeside cottage, doubts crept into my mind. What if I regretted coming here? What if he was still the jerk he used to be? Ugh! Harper, just don’t think! My eyes caught the peaceful waters that mirrored the sparkling stars above, creating a picturesque scene that was a contrast to the inner turmoil I was experiencing at the moment.

"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.