Harry And Ginny Fanfic Novels & Stories

"And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her." — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead It had been Friday night when my friends and I had gone to the club. It was a good plan to keep Hunter off my mind. I had been ignoring him since Christmas. He had sent me a dozen of texts but I refused to read or reply to them. It was better this way.

His text finally arrives. HARRY: 'OFCOURSE , WE ARE FRIENDS. DON'T THINK THAT. EVER.' I smile at him and at the same moment he looks at me and smiles back . I think this might work. So what , i cannot love him or we cannot be together , i will still have him by my side even if as a friend. I don't know whether to smile or be sad at that so i do nothing. I drive back to my house and think of an idea for the story to divert myself from thinking of harry and spiralling into sadness.

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.

I hugged her, a simple yet comforting hug. "I got myself into this situation, and you're coming again to clean my mess. How far would your love go to save me from drowning in failure?" she whispered as she gently caressed my back. "Even though I want to come with you, I'm still thinking of Harry. I understand him, and he's just sad." "Will you still think of that if you ever found out what Harry did?" --- George's POV. Harry... he really do that? "Harry's obsession with you is silently killing me. I can't just stand and watch until you lose a drop of your blood. You're coming with me whether you like it or not," he whispered and pulled me out of the library, as slowly as possible.

Dear Harry, I know you said you didn't want to hear from me anymore but I just want to write to you one last time. I get why you made your decision and I understand. Harry, I know you never had anything to do with Ryn. I realized not too long after the incident when I went through Shawn's phone. I'm sorry for not believing in you. I am. And I understand this is why you feel this guilt every time you're around Anna, which is me. But it's fine if you don't want to believe what I told you. I have one confession, Harry. I was the one that spilled hot coffee on Carol that day. I just couldn't accept the fact that you were spending more time with her. You knew how much I despised her. But in all,

Haley sat on the only swing in the garden, her mind cooking up different kinds of assumptions as to why her parents didn't want words to get out. It wasn't like she cared, But were they afraid Liam would discover her true identity? “What a perfect moment to spend with the most dazzling beauty on earth.” Urgh! Haley fought the urge to roll her eyes when the guy appeared out of nowhere and sat beside her. Glancing at him, she forced a smile. “When did you come?” “The moment I heard you've agreed to our wedding,” Harry chuckled. “I always knew today would come. My two weeks of waiting were worth it.”

HARRY'S POV "Why am I not surprised?" My hands were crossed around my chest. "This is a necessary evil Harry!" My father could sense the spite-laced rebellion in my voice. "Necessary evil. Or just a group of people wanting to control every bit of my life." Memories flushed into my head. Throwing me first into some school for strong supernatural bullies and now getting me to marry a girl from that the Tigers Clan. Known for their cruelty and weird traditions Not even caring if I was okay with it. Not even seeking my opinion. Not even realizing that I do not like ladies and could never love her.

Some of them even slow down, as if trying to figure out who she is. Something ugly twists inside my chest. I don’t like it. I don’t like the way they look at her. Because no matter what has happened between us… She's still my wife. Harry follows my gaze. Then he whistles softly. “Well, damn,” he mutters. “If that’s not your wife, then I might actually fall in love tonight.” I glare at him. He immediately raises his hands in surrender. “Relax. Just stating facts.” But I barely hear him.

, and drank from her wine glass and watched as Harry drank from his. Meanwhile, at Harry's house, he was on a hot seat, and his mother was not backing down. "Mom, I am in love with Anastasia," Harry finally said, and the room went quiet. "And no, it was not part of the contract. I didn't even know it was possible to love another, not after what happened. But I can't stop thinking about her. She is the first thought I have in the morning and the last thought on my mind before I fall asleep. I never planned to fall in love with Anastasia" Harry said.

Chloe said angrily and Harry knew if she wasn’t tied, she would have charged towards Finn and give him the beating of his life. “Oh Barbie. I didn’t entirely use you..I mean, I didn’t have sex with you. I was planning to actually but it will be an abomination you know..”Finn said calmly and this time around, Harry couldn’t hold myself and charged towards him but his men were fast to stop him. “Leave me alone. Let me teach the idiot a lesson. You enjoyed playing with my sister’s heart didn’t you?” Harry said angrily trying to free himself from the men’s grip.