Harry Potter Brother Novels & Stories

"When are you going to tell me the reason why you are on the run? If my guess is correct, only brother Felix and brother Kevin are the ones on the run from grandfather. Why have you suddenly joined them as well?” Eva asked. Felix and Kevin are both Harry's older brother and the other two male cousins she was very close to. But unfortunately, she can't contact those two because they use a private number to call her and it has been a year since she spoke to either of them.

I sat up, took a bottle and drank it all " I want to tell you something else... I know you won't like it." He just looked at me " I met Jeffery!" " Yes, and?" He asked calmly Is this my brother, guys? This is so odd!!! My brother is not this calm!! " He said bad fake stuff about mom and I hit him." " Okay." This is really not my brother!!! Get me my fucking brother back!!! Ohh or let this one, he is nice but I want my brother back!

Harry immediately rocked his brother's body slowly. "Brother" Harry rocked Adrian, but there was no response from him as if he was fast asleep. "Brother. Don't joke like this. this is not funny. Please don't scare me." Harry panicked to find his brother's body did not move at all while Sulthon, swiftly laid Adrian's body and checked on his friend's condition.

He wipes a tear with his finger and I roll my eyes. Drama king. "I know most of you think I hate my brother," he continues , "but I don't. Infact, my fight with him at my engagement party was because of her." I frown. Where is this headed? He stares into the camera, "Sara Jane is a manipulative liar and schemer and today I come out to free myself from her treacherous web and also pull the wool from my brother's eyes. Today," He pauses. "I come out to say that she," his eyes bores into the camera, peering at me like he was there with me in the room.

“What the fuck are you talking about? Sister-in-law? A..are you Harry’s brother?” Ryan applauds playfully and inches lower to face her. “Smart. Very smart. Yes, I am Harry’s brother. I mean, step-brother. Illegitimate, step-brother. Yeah, I was surprised as you are when my mom told me that back when I was 13. Shock the shit out of me because everyone in the UK knows how powerful the Walton family was. I didn’t hesitate to find him just to let him know that I was his son because I had a crappy, abusive, good-for-nothing excuse of a mom.

He couldn't trust his little sister to Harry. "Go get a drink for brother and Harry!" Kirey grumbled in annoyance, she looked at Harry who smiled mockingly at her. "Do not want to!" "Not wanting to mean brother doesn't want to do the same research with you!" "Well, brother, how come you are like that with me?" "Make tea with brother!" Kirey stood up annoyed before she left. Brukk... Kirey still managed to hit Harry's head again with the pillow.

Harry said amid grunts. What the hell? Disgusting! They growled in the whole room and they were so greedy that they didn't notice that I had entered. My whole flesh trembled. "I feel a lot of excitement when doing this with you behind my brother's back." I heard my shameless brother say. Is Harry my brother ?! I let go of the box I was carrying and clenched my fists! They stopped and looked at me. They seem to have heard the crash of the box I was carrying.

"You're Caroline, right?" My stomach drops. "How do you know my name?" A slow smile spreads across his face. It wasn't really a nice smile nor was it hostile. More like he knows things you don't want him to know. "I'm Harry," he says. "Maverick's brother." I stare at him. "You're Harry?" "Unfortunately." I've heard about Harry. Maverick mentioned him a few times over the years. He was Maverick’s older stepbrother who doesn't come home much. He was in a band and basically the family’s black sheep. That's about all I know.

character. "You're unbearable sometimes, Harry, you know that?" "I don't want to hear you talk about my brother like he's a man." "What is he supposed to be then?" "My brother... it's grotesque that you see anything 'attractive' about him." "What?" "That happens, Deanna, because for Harry his brother is some kind of supreme deity. We're being blasphemous by referring to him as a mere mortal," Laura explained with amusement. "You have problems, kid. That man isn't anywhere close to being a God."

I shoot at him, frustratingly. "Let her go." Cicero chuckles. "She'll meet his corpse. I'll make sure of that" "You will do no such thing!" "Wanna bet?" He asks, wearing a cocky grin. "Ci," Papa calls. "Take it easy on your sister." "He's not my f*ckin brother!" I snap. "Fair enough," Papa murmurs, then he shakes his head and sighs. I bet he’s re-living the times I'd have a series of arguments with Cicero and all those tantrums and hot-headedness.