Harry Is The Only Male Wizard Fanfic Novels & Stories

Harry mumbled sleepily. “Why? Are your classmates bullying you again?” She questioned, her voice laced with concern and worry. “No mummy, I just want… I want my own daddy. If daddy won't come back, then can my friend be my daddy? You two like each other already.” He continued, his eyes shutting involuntarily because of Charlene's stroking. Charlene found herself struggling to breathe all of a sudden, Harry's words making her feel nervous. Did he really want Noah to be his dad? But that meant that she had to marry him first? She rolled her eyes at her own silly thoughts.

“Just as you predicted, Sir. The potion had a strong effect on Lady Arabella. According to Dr. Tania… she kissed Master Harry. Multiple times.” Mr. Hans raised an eyebrow, a brief smirk twitching at the corners of his lips. “Good. Progress, at last.” “But,” Jimmy added cautiously, “Master Harry appeared… unaffected by Lady Arabella. He was too composed. Too aware.” Mr. Hans took a slow sip of his tea. “They’re both stubborn,” he muttered. “Even after all my preparations, they still act like two magnets turned the wrong way—refusing to connect.” Jimmy hesitated, then lowered his voice. “You’re aware, of course… their marriage is just a contract?”

But her pleas fell on deaf ears. Harry was nothing but a beast. A beast who only cared about his wants without putting the other person into consideration. “ Who's he, Hazel? How dare the both of you humiliate me in public? What do you take me for?” “ He's just a friend. A friend, Harry. Nothing more than a friend.”

Sleep eluded me that night. Every time I closed my eyes, his face materialized: those storm-gray eyes, that cruel, beautiful mouth. The way he had looked at me, as if I were something he yearned to shatter, or devour. I struck the thin mattress beneath me. "Stop it," I hissed, my voice a ragged whisper. "He called you a half-blood like it was a disease. He's not your enemy. He's not anything."

But then something reminded me that this was Harry. I knew him. I knew the way his mind worked, the way he twisted situations to his advantage and discarded people the moment they outlived their usefulness. A bitter realization settled deep in my chest. I had already outlived mine the moment he allowed his mother to start questioning my sanity and fertility. Harry would never accept another man’s child. Never. Not in his house. Not under his name. This… this was just another move. Another scheme. I would go, convince Richard, secure the merger…

It means a great deal to me! ＊ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ "And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her." — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead It had been Friday night when my friends and I had gone to the club. It was a good plan to keep Hunter off my mind. I had been ignoring him since Christmas. He had sent me a dozen of texts but I refused to read or reply to them. It was better this way.

Did he know that Harry had just been rejected by his mate? It's been a few days, Manny was nowhere to be seen. Although their last meeting contained Harry's agreement to accompany the woman to study. Harry was very surprised because the principal was very naughty and lazy. Harry told him a few days ago, her hope he doesn't have to do it again. Because to be honest... Harry was sick of going to that school, too many girls were thirsty for men, violent. The students should only be made to be torturing machines for prisoners. They are that creepy.

I bent the doorknob, checking in to see what was going on. To my surprise, two people were making out. I wanted to close the door and exit until something made me stop. The guy below the girl was wearing Harry's favorite shoe. I know it's his. No, it can be him. Harry can never do this. What the hell am I thinking? I shook my head off those thoughts to think straight but the girl turned her face to me with a smirk after noticing my presence. What the hell is she... God this whore can never change.

Harry wasn’t exactly human. When they got serious, Harry revealed his secret to Mom. Somehow, he didn’t pick up on the fact Mom sucks eggs at keeping secrets. Not even five minutes passed before she told me. Luckily for Harry, I can keep secrets. You see, Harry’s a werewolf. I know what you’re thinking — run, this guy is totally crazy! That’s exactly what I told Mom, so she convinced Harry to do the change into a wolf thing in front of me.