Harry Hides Behind Snape Fanfiction Novels & Stories

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.

Like they wanted me gone. So I set a trap. I waited outside Tom’s house that night. Hid in the woods, just beyond the clearing. It rained, but I didn’t move. I needed to hear what they weren’t saying to my face. Sure enough, just past ten, I saw Harry sneak up to the door, looking over his shoulder like a thief. I crouched lower, my ears focused, heart pounding. “You know he’s going to kill us if he finds out,” Harry said to Tom.

However, the more attractive and charming things were, the more dangerous they were. Sienna’s palms were sweating. When she met Harry’s gaze, she suddenly had a feeling as if the man could see right through her at a glance, and she had no place to conceal all of her secrets from him. Sienna was forced to take a step backward. She backed into a corner as she retreated, leaving herself with no escape. From the outside, she appeared to be enveloped in his arms. As he observed the girl looking at him with her piercing, watchful eyes, Harry stifled a quiet laugh. He was just about to defend himself, but before he could say anything, a hesitant and tentative voice sounded behind him—

SELENA'S POV My heart hammered against my ribs against the heavy silence of the study. I had been reckless, yes, but the golden deer head in Draco's study had shifted under my touch with a mechanical groan, revealing a seam in the mahogany paneling that shouldn't have existed. I’d stepped inside, expecting perhaps a safe or a hidden wall locker. Instead, I’d stumbled into a private universe of depravity and dominance. The room was vast, partitioned by invisible lines into four distinct, chilling corners... One was a command center, a massive, wall-spanning screen glowing with the pulsing tactical overlay of the city, a digital web of surveillance that made my blood run cold.

I asked him sweetly, crossing my legs as well as my arms over my chest and nudging him as he gently pushed me away. "Replying to fans, so don't bother me." I pouted at his reply, running a hand through my hair before I rested my head on his shoulder with a sigh. "I'm hungry." I whispered so only Harry can hear. "Lorien said she's-" I gasped just as Harry started screaming, I immediately covered his mouth with my small hands.

Their kiss this time was slow and drugging, just like they couldn't get enough of each other and Robin understood the message of love Andrew was trying to communicate and she swore to herself not to ever break his heart. Unknown to them, Harry who stood outside the door, took a video of their kiss and passionate embrace with a sinister smile. "I will ruin you Andrew Alexander Grey, just watch what happens when I release this video on the school forum and then make you lose the competition you want to win. This is for stealing the girl I love and for my dad," Harry thought to himself as he watched the both of them work on Campus Silence, with no clue that he was there.

Harry yawned out from behind them, with his eyes half closed, as an indication, that he had missed out on everything. Louis, John, Emily and Sia all turned to glare at him with serious looks, but then all three of them broke out in creepy smiles, except for Sia, who was too shocked to do anything else. Lunging forward, they all stacked up on Harry, smashing him to the ground. Sia grinned hearing Harry's squeals. Shaking her head, she sighed. She hoped, she would be able to bear such responsibility...not knowing, that she was born to be the responsible one.

Henry warned, looking toward the approaching storm. “With pleasure!” Harry's menacing eyes sent a chill down my spine. Charging at me, he grabbed my tail, throwing me against the rocks. I roared in pain, and then his claws began to cut into my flesh, accompanied by bites. Due to his ego and arrogance, Harry didn't realize that I had passed my claws through his belly, making him hiss. “Damn it!” Harry growled, taking a few steps back. “In the end, you got me, didn't you, hybrid?”