Harry Hides Behind Snape Fanfiction Novels & Stories

He informed and got out of the bed, while Debby followed him out of the room as well. Hours later, Harry stormed Arthur's designated apartment, with hundreds of black Vans and thousands of soldiers, and rounded up the apartment. Meanwhile, there was chaos in the apartment already and Harry's soldiers broke through the fence and captured every person on sight and forced them all to go down to their knees. Arthur, who had seen the scene from his room, realized the men belonged to Harry and immediately rushed over to his underground hideout. This was where he always hid in the midst of danger. Harry walked over to the men, who had been forced to kneel down. "Where is your boss?" He asked, but g

The girl sits hesitantly, clinging to Ariadne’s sleeve and, yes, so desperate to bridge the gap between them. Ariadne would never admit, even to herself in private, that Kelly had loved Victor just a little more. His loss had hurt her more than Ashley, perhaps even more than Ariadne herself. And now she stares down the thing she wants most in the world, but the box is empty. She doesn’t cry, only watches with steel in her expression. “F*ck,” Harry hisses from the sidelines before catching himself. “I mean… oh, fudge.” Kelly shakes herself out of her trance. “When you get back to the city, it’s imperative that no one spots you. Alpha Harry has agreed to hide you at his estate until judgment d

You are mine. Then she turned, her steps sharp and unyielding as she disappeared into the dark. The garden was silent again, but my chest still heaved as if I had ran miles. My hands were trembling, but I tried to hide it. Harry looked at me finally for a moment, I thought he might soften, or say something to reassure me, something to break the suffocating tension Headmistress Morwen had left behind. But he didn’t. Instead, he gave me a crooked smile that didn’t reach his eyes. “You see? She can’t touch me.”

Harry raised his hand and said, "I see. You can leave now." They were in the open, and Ryan was in the dark. If they wanted to catch him, they had to lead the snake out of the hole and capture him. Only in this way could they avoid future troubles. He had made up his mind, but now that Charles was about to get married, he had no choice but to put off the plan of luring the snake out of its hole. Just as the driver was about to leave, Harry stopped him. "Wait..." "What did she buy in the shop today?" Harry pretended to be serious, but in his heart, he thought that since Stacy had bought gifts for Henric, he must have bought them for him.

But honestly, I just want to hide. I see a different man passing by me and they are all smiling looking at me while I run. I see an open door and I run inside. Shit. It’s an empty room. Shit shit. I get ready to walk out and Harry is behind me. Covering the door with his big frame. I take a couple of steps back trying to get myself free and Harry is looking at me with a smile on his face “Now, would be easier for you if you stopped running” - he says

*Adele's point of view* I twisted against Harry, pushing with everything I had, but he did not move an inch. His grip only tightened. His arm slid around my waist and pulled me closer until there was no space left between us. My breath caught in my throat. I raised my hand, claws out, ready to drive them into him, to make him feel even a fraction of what I was feeling. Then I heard it. The slow and steady footsteps getting closer. That was when it hit me. Harry was not just holding me, he was hiding me.

What Kendra said what true, the Alpha still has a phobia for motor explosion and it made him uncomfortable with cars. Unlike Tyler’s birthday party, there were only very few photographers, about three to four. Ian grabbed me by the waist and pulled me, leaving me to fall into his arms. Those strong and perfect arms. “Stay close, you don’t get lost.” He said. Snape put down a guitar box. I guessed it was for Ian. The car drove off. Ian said, there was a hotel Snape went to, outside the old city.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

I said, and I could see the questions on her face, but she clamped her mouth shut, deciding not to ask me again. “The chauffeur is in the next car. My men always follow me but keep a distance away from me due to some reasons,” I said and saw how she looked behind her and blushed hard in embarrassment. “You brute, how am I going to look them in the eye with what we just did when you knew they were behind us?” she cried. I chuckled at how cute she looked as she placed her face in her palms and attempted to hide her face from view. I got down from the car, gave the keys to the chauffeur, and made my way to the next car. My previous demeanor was nowhere in sight. I could already feel the darknes

He lay beside Elena, watching her breathe in the dark. “Elena.” “Mmm?” “You’re hiding something.” She opened her eyes. “Am I?” “Yes. And I don’t like it.” She turned to face him. “I didn’t want to scare you.” “You don’t get to protect me from fear,” he said gently. “We do this together.” She hesitated, then reached for the drawer beside the bed and pulled out the photo. Harry’s face darkened as he studied it. “They were watching us.” “They still are.”