Harry Hides Behind Snape Fanfiction Novels & Stories

One brown-nosed guard announced, kissing the tight knot of his knees as I swept past hurriedly, creeping toward the black horse that was standing majestically under the fluorescent of the keep’s searchlight. It was certain that I would have Raya Banks writhing underneath my weight by sunrise. I hooked my leg over the dark horse’s large room, pulling on the reigns and bucks on the animal until it settled restlessly. I pumped my fists once, raising my hand high above my head and damned near falling off the horse when we took off, Hagrid’s leather-smooth face darting in and out of shadows behind me as Draco flanked us. The dungeon boy had his uses.

Her long black hair was dyed like ash, and her delicate body, brighter than the moon's moonlight, was now turning into blue ink. Every creature near the lake was suffering from mourning. Alian was late. - "Where are you going Harry?" Harry had taken the device and was on his way back when a voice stopped his steps. Harry had hidden the device in the cloth before turning around because if anyone saw it they would immediately know what it was. "I'm going back". Harry replied, turning around and looking back to see Masham standing there laughing his evil laugh. "How are you? Are you alright?" Masham asked as if he had an old friendship with Harry.

He bent down quickly and removed the sharp object stuck under my foot. We suddenly heard footsteps approaching. Harry grabbed my wrist immediately, and we both hid.

I've spent hours studying to nail the geometry test today, I deserved to have fun tonight. ⚯͛ ϟ △⃒⃘ Once we got to the party, I immediately went to the corner and pulled out the Harry Potter book that I had hidden inside my bag. What was more fun than rereading Harry Potter? I was in the middle of the part where Snape went to the Shrieking Shack when I felt someone was looking over my shoulder, reading the lines on the book with me. Shutting the book close, I finally turned, ready to shout 'go away!' like what Moaning Myrtle had said to Tom Riddle, but I lost my footing and stumbled right into a solid wall of muscles.

"Brother I didn't do that!" "Brother it was sister!" Serene and Henry shouted respectively. "You both don't even think of tricking me. It will never work!" Harry said. Serene and Henry both ran downstairs. Serene hid herself behind Soham, while Henry hid himself behind Ashwin, who was standing nearest to him. "Save me!" Serene said to Soham loudly. "Hahaha." Aditi, who was standing alone, couldn't control herself and laughed happily after seeing Harry's face.

Unfortunately for her, that was when my mind began to work. I remained hidden in the hallway and watched as the maid carefully helped Harry change his clothes and settle him properly onto the bed. The moment she finished and tried to leave, Harry grabbed her arm in his drunken haze. The girl gasped in surprise, clearly panicking as he pulled her down toward him. He was far too drunk to know what he was doing. Within seconds the door closed as their bodies disappeared behind it. I stood there silently for a moment. Then I smiled. It was an ugly situation—but also an opportunity.

But I don’t have to hide here, with him: My lover and toy. “Please, A stór—arrgh— I’m sorry!" Harry wails, so pretty scary, I want to fuck his throat already. “Shhh.” Yanking his hair, I press a finger to his lips. “I’m not your treasure. I’m your king.” Harry’s body flushes. Barely breathing, blinking. With the way his pupils dilate, I’m almost scared he’ll pass out. His head tilts, enough to call a nod. “Y-Yes..”

And just like that my smile falls when I see the beautiful green eyes I was dreading to see ever again. He looks at me in anger while he takes a gulp of his drink. I can see Harry surrounded by six people. They are all dressed in suits and the woman are all in skirt suits. They must work for him. I turn around to face the guy and he wraps his arms around my waist lightly touching my ass. I usually wouldn’t let this happen but I need to get Harry to back off and this seems like a good idea. “Wanna go somewhere more private?” - the guy I don’t remember the name whispers in my ear and without thinking I nod my head.

Her first instinct is to hide under the table and she did that without looking back. Harry scrutinized his office wondering who got in leaving the door open. He noticed the scattered folders on his desk and perceived a familiar fragrance. The only woman he's met that wears sugar baby is Chloe. Gemila covered her mouth to reduce the sound of her rapid breathing as Harry footsteps drew closer to where she hid. She started rehearsing her excuse for when he sees her but unfortunately she didn't get enough time as Harry swiftly pulled her out of her hideout. He had a smirk on his face and for some reason she wasn't bothered about him asking her about her agenda because knowing the kind of man Har

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.