Harry Destroys The Wizarding World Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Her power is growing beyond containment. Without the bond, she’s a wildfire with no boundaries. And you know what happens when that kind of power is unleashed.” Harry leaned on her desk, silver eyes gleaming. “And what if I told you that wildfire is the only thing that can save this world?” Headmistress Morwen shook. “Save it from what?” “From me,” he said simply. She froze. Harry straightened. “You think I’m the monster in this story. But I was never the one who wanted to rule. I was the one who had to. To keep the balance. To keep her contained until she was ready.”

Whether Harry thought Cole had suffered enough or simply didn’t want to waste more time on him, he swiftly twisted Cole’s head off, leaving a decapitated and dismembered corpse. The hall now held two lifeless bodies. Those who had been eager to play heroes stood paralyzed, perhaps fearing they might be next. Even the heads of the Lucas family couldn’t bring themselves to look me in the eye. They understood that even if they gathered the remaining werewolves in the clan, they wouldn’t stand a chance against me, Harry, and the two high-ranking magicians.

Oliver is quick to reject the offer. "You've grown soft, Oliver. And that's why destroying you would be so satisfactory to me." He lunges for Oliver, who later dodges, moving to the other side, causing Harry to bump into his own desk. If Harry was angry before, he's livid now. "I'll make you regret ever betraying me." Harry grinds out Oliver. "Oliver! Let's get out of here!" I say with urgency as I rush for the door and open it. I start to run, and Oliver is hot on my tail with Harry behind us. Harry is growling and howling all over the place. Letting out snippets of what he's going to do when he catches us.

Harry looked at her for a long moment, something fierce and grateful moving across his face, and pulled her close despite Jamie's presence, despite the guests only a short distance away, despite everything still unresolved waiting for them beyond the boundaries of this one golden afternoon. "Together," he agreed. But even as he said it, Catherine felt the cold thread of dread settle back into her chest, because somewhere out there, a man who'd spent three patient years plotting Harry's destruction was about to make his boldest move yet, and neither of them had any idea just how far he was actually willing to go to finish what he'd started.

"You're the one who made her not even look my way. My blood ran cold as Harry's threats escalated. "I was about to push her off the building, but then she screamed...and begged me not to kill her." His voice dripped with malice. "I pulled her up, but now I'll push her again. You'd better come and clear this up. You guys lied...about the dumb girl!" Harry suddenly ended the call before I could say anything, and I was left screaming into the void, "If you touch her, you're going to die!"

Carwyn Levi's whole body froze. Bad guy… In Harry's heart, he always had the image of a kind uncle, whenever something happened, Harry would run to find him first, this time too. But this uncle that Harry adores the most is the one who secretly kidnapped his mother... If Harry knew the truth, what would he think of this uncle? Bad guy? Bad guy? Or are the scary kidnappers often appearing on TV series? Carwyn Levi began to feel afraid, afraid that his image in Harry's heart would be destroyed.

Harry scowled, slamming his hand down when Dariel became the cold and arrogant person and stole all their deals, giving a heavy loss to their company. He lost his ethics and solely focused on crushing those who ruined his home. He was done with forgiveness and remaining silent. “What is happening, Father?” “Helder, we must withdraw for now…” Harry scowled, accepting his defeat that if they fought Dariel… he would crush them. He had become too powerful and cruel. “But, you must hate on them. Make them pay for everything, Helder. Promise me you will complete my revenge,” Harry demanded, inducing the same hatred he was carrying into him as well.

His words felt like nails scratching in my head, increasing my irritation and anger both, “You are dumber than me. Do you really think that you can get to Alessio by harming me?” Harry shook his head with a wide grin, “No. He is going to lose his mate to a tragedy. Then maybe he will go mad. Maybe he will go in depression. Whatever the case will be, we will enjoy it and have fun.” “Oh my god…” I groaned, cringing, “seriously? Do you think this is some kind of TV drama where you can take over the reign of a nation by killing a girl that hero is paired with?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned about that.”

The three vampires gasped as Harry drove his heel into the heart he had ripped out before breaking the intruder's neck. Emmanuelle watched in horror as the organ burned away without a trace. Harry did not leave them any more of the glance and glared at them openly. The presence of his soul mate by his side had brought him back to calm, but the metamorphosis had alerted his senses. In his mind's eye, he could see Till baring his fangs, demanding that the two vampires in front of them be put to death for daring to insult their soul mate. Harry put a protective arm around Emmanuelle's shoulders. Then he gave a sarcastic smile to the two remaining vampires.

Sophie POV. I burst into tears when Harry told me he loves me. It wasn’t because it was too soon. It was simply because the last person who told me they loved me was my mom when I won the last dance competition before she died. Harry just held me and didn’t say anything. That was just over an hour ago. Now we are heading to the clubhouse of the Princes Of Darkness MC. I keep looking out of the window at every man I see. Hoping that my father and brother have slithered back under the rock they crawled out of.