Romans & histoires Harry Is Snape's Lost Son Fanfiction

How ridiculous! "Summer, Harry, both of you will never be together, ever!" Joyce cursed, mumbling to herself. Her life had been ruined, and she saw no future waiting for her. Upon realizing that, she wanted Summer and Harry to live under her curse, all so that they would never have a future together! - Harry left the hospital in a hurry and called his subordinate urgently, "Where is Summer now? Find out for me." Harry wanted to see Summer so much. He had to tell Summer about Hayden—Hayden was their son! He hoped to apologize to Summer for doubting her; for leaving her behind when she needed him the most!

“I – I’m so sorry about that.” “It’s okay. No harm done,” Dad said quickly. I didn’t miss the look Theo gave me. I didn’t want his pity. It wasn’t like my Mom was dead anyway. I cocked a brow at him, holding his gaze. I wanted him to look away, but he simply smiled. I was the one to look away instead. Someone cleared their throat. Harry had come downstairs dressed in a white shirt and slacks and smelling like Dad’s cologne. “This is my son, Harry.”

I breathed, my voice a pathetic, broken sound that I barely recognized as my own. "Please what?" he taunted, pressing just deep enough to make me arch my back off the table. "Say it. If you want me to give you, you have to beg for it. Tell me you’re mine to break." "I... I’m yours," I sobbed, the words feeling like a betrayal of my very soul. "Please, Draco. Do it." He didn't wait for a second invitation. He thrust inward, a sudden, heavy intrusion that stole the air from my lungs.

He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

I always knew the guy was a creep but this is completely insane. Then Leo tells me that Harry has been taken by his family to a proper institute where they are trying to come up with a a diagnostic for him and his behaviour but I don't are that he is sick. He hurt me and he hurt his son. How could he do that to Henry? How could he try to hurt his own son, his flesh and blood. The love of my life. "I want to see him", I let out. "No", I hear the voice that makes all the butterflies wake up in my stomach. Henry.

"Shawn, you've been drinking. Snap out of it." "You leave me no choice." He pulls the trigger at Harry. The thought of losing him flush into my mind. I couldn't bear it. Harry's POV I closed my eyes, accepting my fate. I knew I deserved this but I don't regret loving her. I would never. I heard the sound of him pulling the trigger but I was still alive and it made me get confused. I opened my eyes only to see Elena laying helplessly on the ground. My world was turned upside down.

Harry also lost his head and yelled, “After harming my son, you hurt my daughter-in-law. And now you mean to use my granddaughter to frame me? “Edwin, you’ve known everything. It’s Noah who instigated me to force you and Joanne to break up. Unlike Joanne, Noah is a malicious woman. I couldn’t bear to injure Joanne. But Noah was always abetting me then.” Unconvinced, Edwin gave a colder smile. “How about hearing what your loyal subordinate has said and then telling me who instigated who?” ‘My loyal subordinate?’ Harry’s whole body became numb with tension and terror. His lips trembled, and he couldn’t even speak. Following Edwin’s eyes, he saw a man lying on the ground. The man was injured mo

#One_Year_Later "Dad, Dad please save me. I don't want to have milk for breakfast. Chris is forcing me to do this." Harry requested Samson, hiding behind him. Harry is the adopted year old son of Samson and Christian which made their incomplete family finally complete with his presence. "Sam, don't hear his request. He is becoming really naughty day by day. If he does not have his diet properly then he will fall sick.",Christian glared at Harry, who was hiding behind Samson.

Liam feels weird. Harry is four years old this year, when he took Harry to the school to apply for admission, he had seen it written on his birth certificate, couldn't be wrong. But if he is not the son of an ex-boyfriend named Duong Yufei, whose son is he? Could it be that after Grainne broke up with Hank, there was another love?

He sneered at Alexander, his lips curling with contempt, even as his eyes shone too brightly. “Don’t think I don’t know what you’re doing,” Harry went on, pointing at him again. “You’re trying to scheme against him. You think I’m stupid? You think I don’t see it? All of this—” He gestured wildly at the door Oliver and Kane had used when they had left to give them privacy. “—it’s just you trying to get at my father. And it won’t work.” The words rushed out of him, tumbling over each other, but the last one faltered. His voice trembled despite his best effort, a thin crack betraying the fear beneath the bluster.