Harry Potter And Uncle Vernon Novels & Stories

said Uncle Ronald because he was confused and there was no way out but the main door behind us. "We'll hold them off!" Downer dashed towards me followed by Harnes who was swinging his wand. Uncle Ronald took the opportunity to run from the side towards the door. "Why are you guys doing this?" Erin said while snapping her fingers and causing them to be hit by gravity until they fell. Uncle Ronald fell helplessly, while Downer and Harnes still insisted on getting up. "Uncle Ronald," I said before walking up to him. "Don't come near His Highness!" Downer shouted.

"You probably shouldn't have even told him you were retiring. He’s a ghost. He wouldn't have known the power had changed." Dad laughed for real this time, though it was weary. "He would have found out. Nothing escapes Michael Knox. Besides, I didn't tell him. Adam went running his mouth, hoping to impress the man. Adam thinks that once he owns the Greene Empire, he’ll finally be worthy of his uncle's respect." "His uncle?" I froze. "Yes. Michael Knox is Adam’s uncle. Not that he cares for the boy; they don't speak. Michael is straight to the point, no drama. He doesn't keep in touch with anyone."

“Don’t be too naive as a woman, Kimberly. You can be kind, but don’t be stupid.” “What do you mean?” Kimberly furrowed her brow, her gaze sharper at her husband’s uncle. Damian didn’t say much but suddenly grabbed Kimberly’s hand. He pulled his body close to hers. Kimberly was shocked when Damian hugged her tightly. “L–let me go, U–Uncle!” Kimberly hit the man’s muscular arm. “Call my name, Kim,” Damian whispered hoarsely in front of Kimberly. “Don’t be ridiculous, Uncle! Let me go! My husband might see!” Kimberly said firmly mixed with real panic.

Stella shook her head profusely and sighed. Kevan smiled and said, “Since he doesn’t know Bo, he’s sure to be doomed.” “Harry, make the call!” the group urged him. Harry nodded and stepped out of the room to make the call. *** Harry hastily returned to the room after ending the call. He burst out laughing and said, “I’ve called up my uncle. He’s nearby so he’ll be here in five minutes. “Also, Kevan’s father is with my uncle. He’ll be coming by as well.”

Vernon also found out that there was something in her voice that he could not pinpoint. "Daddy, will we also go to the ancient landmarks?" "If our Minnie wanted to go there, your daddy would surely not disagree. Right?" Aunt Kristina interjected and smiled. Uncle Santi smiled helplessly and nodded his head. Minerva beamed and became more energetic. As Vernon looked at the family of three, the bitterness inside him slowly wanted to come out. He lowered his head so as to make sure that no one would see his expression. However, he jolted in his seat when someone patted his back. When he raised his head, he saw that it was his Uncle Lorenzo. He was smiling at him.

Crystal asked as she pointed to a dulling picture of a man, right beside the picture of what Crystal assumes as Harold, Angelica and Antony’s father. Angelica raised a brow and gazed onto where she’s pointing. “Oh, that? Well, that’s Uncle Harry, he is Father’s elder brother. Although, he doesn’t show up often. I’ve heard before that father and Uncle Harry got into a heated argument before, and they refused to see each other ever again. It’s no longer our concern, of course, Father never really mentioned where Uncle Harry is now, he just said that Uncle Harry will never come back.” Angelica finished explaining, her explanation is based from her experience and stock knowledge.

It's spring break now and I'm out of school, which is why mom asked me to come with her this time. "Your uncle wasn't eccentric." Mom argues. "He was just very, very smart. Sometimes he didn't have patience for the mundane things that we consider normal." Uncle Harry really was smart. He was one of the leading neurologists in the country, with huge research grants. "I'm going to go through his personal papers and put everything in order, you can look for hidden 'stuff' if you want." Mom says laughing. "Just make sure you tell me if you find anything, because I have to make a complete list of his assets."

Tessa tried to speak, to defend herself—but her throat closed. “She’s not family!” another relative barked. “She shouldn’t be here!” “Get out,” Dominic’s aunt snapped. “You’ve caused enough pain!” Tessa stepped back, her heart beating out of rhythm. The stares burned into her like hot coals. She wanted to scream that they were wrong. She wanted to cry. But then— A shadow stepped in front of her. Tall. Sharp. Cold as ever. Vernon. He turned slowly, his eyes sweeping over the angry relatives like a predator daring someone to move. “Touch her again,” he said, voice low and lethal, “and this funeral will be for more than one.”

Even among peers of equal status, occasional disagreements never escalate to outright humiliation. But now—being called a loyal mutt? This wretched bastard! Harry's eyes gleamed with intense murderous intent. "Keep acting cocky. Let's see how long you can keep it up." Watching his enraged retreat, Rachel leaned closer and whispered, "He seems pretty powerful. Are you sure this won't be a problem?" Gideon chuckled lightly. "I know who he is. He's Harry Yelverton, the third son of the Yelverton family!"