Harry Is The Only Male Wizard Fanfic Novels & Stories

So, I pulled Harry’s hair that made him shout in pain and curse like crazy that catch the attention of his friends, I rolled my eyes as he doesn’t even notice that it’s me but his friend did and they’re trying to warn him now but he’s just too dumb to notice it. When I let him go he finally saw me and stop cursing. His eyes were in shock but not in shame. I shake my head feeling disappointed. He try to approach me but I step back and pull the hair of the girl he was kissing earlier who’s in my side and didn’t even leave. I gave her a chance earlier but she stayed, I guess she’s thinking that this asshole is worth it? Nope, he’s not honey, you don’t want to get tangled up with him. “Myles! Wh

His words felt like nails scratching in my head, increasing my irritation and anger both, “You are dumber than me. Do you really think that you can get to Alessio by harming me?” Harry shook his head with a wide grin, “No. He is going to lose his mate to a tragedy. Then maybe he will go mad. Maybe he will go in depression. Whatever the case will be, we will enjoy it and have fun.” “Oh my god…” I groaned, cringing, “seriously? Do you think this is some kind of TV drama where you can take over the reign of a nation by killing a girl that hero is paired with?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned about that.”

Chloe said angrily and Harry knew if she wasn’t tied, she would have charged towards Finn and give him the beating of his life. “Oh Barbie. I didn’t entirely use you..I mean, I didn’t have sex with you. I was planning to actually but it will be an abomination you know..”Finn said calmly and this time around, Harry couldn’t hold myself and charged towards him but his men were fast to stop him. “Leave me alone. Let me teach the idiot a lesson. You enjoyed playing with my sister’s heart didn’t you?” Harry said angrily trying to free himself from the men’s grip.

Harold POV I Harold hades am a proud wizard. I have lived for a century and in everything I do, I do with precision. I have fought wars and i have won. I have faced many formidable enemies and I have won all battles. I am not a failure, I am not a quitter neither am I a coward. I can not sit back whilst I am being insulted by a mere teenager. Even this Azanian has no right to display such prowess in my face.I will not stop until i have won this war. One way or the other, I will find Summer's weakness.

Or is she glad that I'm out of their lives? "Ugh!" Heleni exclaims, moving to her dresser and wiping her eyes with a make-up remover wipe. "Harry of all people! Can you imagine?" I snap out of my thoughts and smile. " I think Harry is a good guy, maybe he was just exploring until he found his mate." Very much like Ricardo I suppose. I've been trying not to think of his sexual exploits, because it makes me feel insecure. Tonight he looked at me as if I'm the only girl he's ever laid eyes on, so I try to focus on that instead.

I agreed, "Okay." Luna turned away from me and to Molly. Just then, Harry walked in and stared at us in shock, as he had already gone to the dragon's clinic and had his open wound bandaged and closed to enable it to heal faster. "Leave us, Harry," I said, as I didn't want Harry to be staring at Luna in her almost unclad body. Harry replied, "Okay, my lord, forgive me." Harry immediately left us, and my cold gaze fell back to Luna and the handsome man. I spoke, "He's not welcome here. Ask him to leave too now."

For a moment, I want to consider what the consequences actually are, when suddenly he parts away and then walks away from me, so steadily so smoothly, as though nothing sparked between us just now. Or maybe I am hallucinating. **** Get over this asshole’s thought, he is an evil man, a pure evil. In my mind, I tell myself, who knows if that devil will hear me. Can’t take a chance on that. I am lying on my bed doing nothing but fantasizing Baron when my phone beeps and there I see a text from Harry. Harry is the captain of the hockey team at my school. He’s super popular, a total Chad, and usually dates girls who look like they’re going to become the head of their sorority when they head off t

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.

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

Breaking away, I reached for his jeans, fumbling to unbutton them. "Please Harry," I panted. "I need you inside me." Harry shucked off his jeans and boxers in record time, his thick erection springing free. He lined himself up with my entrance and paused, looking into my eyes. "You're mine, Hermione," he growled possessively. "Now and forever." Then he thrust deep inside me in one smooth stroke. We both moaned at the sensation, stretched and full in the best way. Harry started moving, pulling nearly all the way out before slamming back in. His pace was relentless as he pounded into me.