Harry Potter And Daphne Greengrass Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She spun on her heel and hurried away, her footsteps tapping the floor. Daphne dropped to her knees immediately. She hoped that if she looked busy enough with the apples, everyone would stop staring. No such luck. A pair of expensive, shiny leather boots appeared right in her line of sight, stopping beside one of the apples. To her absolute horror, her stomach sank when Griffith crouched down and picked it up, placing it gently into her basket. Daphne wanted to grab the remaining apples and run as fast as her legs could manage, but she kept to moving gracefully.

Alex dabbed her hand, pinned them above her head, his hip moved up and down, side to side as she scream for him to take her faster, Alex was close and he knew she too was, he kept pounding harder until they both came together, he let out a loud moan and kissed her lip. He pulled out and over to his side, " That was amazing, Daphne, we will do it again" he said, giving her a kiss on the cheek, Alex picked his phone, made a transfer to her account, stood up and went into the bathroom. After shower he came out to meet an empty bedroom, Daphne was nowhere to be found. ***********

I follow her gaze to see him slouched on a seat alone, nursing a bottle of whatever that is, his hair is framed across his face, making him look like someone who hasn’t had proper sleep in days. “I’ll go check on him.” Arya says, slipping out of my hands. My body instantly goes cold the moment I am not holding her anymore, sighing, I watch as she saunters over to his side and seats in the chair facing him. His face brightens up a little as he talks to Arya; of course, my Arya has that kind of effect on everybody. The door opens and Daphne works in, cheeks flushed from the cold. Typical of her to wear a jumpsuit to a party, the moment she sees me, she waves in excitement, coming over to me.

Azrael said with an annoyed frown as this girl, Hara, straddled Azrael’s thighs as I stared at her confidence before I removed my eyes. “I missed you. Plus, sis Daphne has been whining to me about how you treated her in front of an omega; turns out you have a new lover. Say, say… Do you like him?” She asked as she took off the shades to reveal eyes of two different colours, brown and green. “Please don’t read whatever you want about me and Azrael! Also, I’m a married man!” I informed her as she laid her head on Azrael’s chest who didn’t have any interest in anything happening.

I replied, just then, Daphne walked down the staircase and towards us. “Oh Wow, you’re here, Hi Harper,” she greeted with a tight lipped smile, I won’t lie that I wasn’t surprised, she didn’t pass to me as someone who could actually smile, but I guess I probably didn’t just get to know her outside of work setting. “Hi Daphne,” I greeted in reply with a small smile also and we all settled down around the dinning to eat, Damon finally let go of my hands, pulled out a chair for me and made me sit before pushing it back in a little, through the corner of my eyes I could see his mother and sister exchange suspicious glances but it would be so weird to look at them. Damon slowly pulled out his cha

“Stop playing Scarlett. You're not her, and you're not fit to play her.” “Get out. I'll say it only once. If you ever appear in front of me again.” Raphael raised his hand, made the shape of a gun, and aimed the empty barrel at the space between her brows. “You'll be getting a gift from me.” Daphne's body began to tremble, harder and harder, and she forced herself to turn. In the end she all but fled the room. Raphael didn't spare her a glance. He tore open the envelope.

Daphne hastened her step as soon as she was in a darker part of the alley, she had been having the feeling that someone had been following her as soon as she left the pub and her instinct continued to tell her not to stay and find out who the person was because it was dangerous. She ran and took another corner but she was stopped by something and before she could react, she was punched in the stomach and sent sprawling on the floor. She hated combat the most, she preferred when she wielded her magic so she tried to gather some energy from around her but she found out that she couldn’t do anything of the sort.

In Agatha's measured words, a fragile lifeline shimmered within the woven intricacies of our perilous scheme. The following night, under the watchful eyes of a crescent moon, Daphne stood before us, her youthful face alighted with a mixture of thrill and trepidation. Agatha's incantations wove around her, ethereal tendrils snaking about her form, rendering her nearly invisible. I gazed at her, a glimmer of sisterhood pride warming my chest. This was our only chance, and Daphne was our unsung hero.

+ALEXANDRA+ I'm feeling kind of regretful because things aren't going as planned. Harry isn't taking things well, the conversation has gone off in another direction, and I don't feel comfortable talking about my personal life, especially after hearing how he blatantly denies his relationship with the woman his mother has always wanted him to be with. Dylan showed me some pictures, and now I feel like I've been living a lie!

Perhaps she does not understand that my pack could easily destroy her entire pack, and if I give the order they would readily comply. As the crowd begins to disperse, I turn all my attention to Daphne. I wanted this night to be magical for her, and now the fairy tale has turned into a nightmare. Her head is still bowed, and I think I see a tear escape her eye and run down her delicate face. I pull her in my arms, and she buries her head in my chest. I lower my head to her ear and let her know it is ok I am here. Hannah comes up and puts her hand on Daphne’s back. Theo is standing close behind Hannah, still ready for any kind of attack that could occur. Marcus and his mate come up on the side