Harry Potter Builds A School Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

“She was asking me about my friend, and I showed her where she was… but she said she couldn’t see her.” Tears welled in his eyes and spilled down his cheeks. My anger faded at once, replaced by a heavy ache in my chest. He was talking about that Olena girl again, the one who didn’t exist. “Son,” I said softly, crouching to meet his gaze, “I went to your school yesterday. Your teacher told me that girl isn’t real.” Harry’s eyes flashed as he jerked back. “Are you calling me psychic now?” His voice cracked with hurt and frustration.

Even if she were lying, she should make sure to lie to Draco forever because it would sure be a storm if she were to reject Draco’s proposal. Peter was having a headache thinking of the task he had been assigned before they had come here. “Search for the best venues for a proposal and create a detailed plan for decorations, lighting, music, and all other necessary detail.” Morgan had said, as if it were an important task. He had wanted to question the boss's rapid pace, considering that he had recently met the boss lady, but his next words silenced him. “Make sure to work on it as soon as possible; I want to give her a surprise after we return from Italy.”

HARRY'S POV "Why am I not surprised?" My hands were crossed around my chest. "This is a necessary evil Harry!" My father could sense the spite-laced rebellion in my voice. "Necessary evil. Or just a group of people wanting to control every bit of my life." Memories flushed into my head. Throwing me first into some school for strong supernatural bullies and now getting me to marry a girl from that the Tigers Clan. Known for their cruelty and weird traditions Not even caring if I was okay with it. Not even seeking my opinion. Not even realizing that I do not like ladies and could never love her.

“Harry, what are you doing here, I asked the dashingly handsome boy walking towards me. “Hey, how are you doing?” “I'm fine,” I said with a smile, somehow the way I felt about Harry had changed. I saw him more as a friend than a potential lover now. I can't believe he came to look for me in my house like Harry is the dream of every girl, there have been rumors that even the Almighty Bella used magic to cast a spell on him. “I heard some rumors,” “About what?” “People are looking for you” “I don't understand, who?”

"I hate school." Harry chuckled slightly and stood up. There was a sheen of sweat over his bare chest that was rising up and down quickly. He picked up his vest top that he has regarded rather quickly into working out and walked over to Brooklyn. "Shall we go back?" "Please get these books out of my sight," Brooklyn muttered and scrambled up. Harry helped her pack up her things and then they walked out of the gym. "Harry?" She said while they walked through the house. "Yes?"

I wasn't sure what I expected when I suggested a movie night. Having Hollyn sit on the floor barely two feet away from the TV wasn't how I'd envisioned the night progressing, that was for damn sure. But her astonishment when I'd turned the movie on had curbed any desire I had to quash the joy lighting up her face. What the fuck are we going to do? I asked my brothers as Harry visited Diagon Alley for the first time on the screen. We need some straight fucking answers, Thane said. His mental voice was tight and hard. We can't keep her locked up in here, no matter how much each of us seems to want that.

Newton and damaged the college's reputation. "You are hereby given a demerit, and your case will be reported to the head of the department for expulsion review." "No, I can't be expelled!" Cecily yelled, sobbing hysterically. She rushed forward, trying to grab Harry's arm, but he stepped aside. She stumbled and fell hard onto the floor. Her knee struck the tile with a dull thud, but she didn't even seem to feel the pain. Sprawled on the floor, she cried uncontrollably, allowing her face to be smeared with tears and snot.

He sneered and walked away, leaving Mikael alone, afraid and groaning. …. Charlene held Harry's hand as they walked into the hallway of Harry's new school, an elementary school that wasn't so far away from the guest house. It was a standard school with great facilities and a friendly atmosphere for children. Harry had already been registered, and he was supposed to start that day, but Charlene insisted on talking to the principal about Harry's adjustment to the school activities because it was almost the middle of the term. “Miss Hart?” A tall, blonde lady dressed in a black pencil skirt and a white shirt called, wearing a bright smile. She glanced at Harry for a second, smiling at him brief