Harry Potter Deaths Novels & Stories

I frowned. "Harry Adams," Chad replied. "Harry Adams!" I froze in shock. What the hell was happening how could Harry be dead? Something was wrong. There was no way two top brass of the business world could have died in the span of a night.

The doctor calls out. The whole process lasted for a few minutes but then Harry was completely not responding. His heart rate was revived but it was not highly increasing and it was getting much lower until he flat lined. “W-Why did you stop?” Ruth cries out. “My son needs to be revived! Harry!!” The attending doctor lowered his head and looked sorry, “Time of death, 4:17PM.” Silence. There was nothing but absolute silence.

Just as I was about to close the door, I saw Harry. At first, I thought I had escaped, but as I saw Harry, my heart scattered. Harry approached me with a hard look on his face. “Hey! What are you doing here?” He asked I remained silent, trying to walk past him, but he held my shaking hands. “You killed him,” he whispered. "Kill who...?" I asked, trying my best to pretend, but my voice cracked, failing my little composure. "The man in room 406." He said calmly, "The news is all around the world. So you better speak up now or else..."

He bent down to me. "You can sense that, correct," he asked roughly and ran his fingers down my cheek. I nodded my head and sighed with my eyes closed feeling his touch and the memories it invoked. Rai chuckled and turned to the fates with his brow raised in wait for their answer. Morgan pulled her sister to her side and mumbled something into her ear, making Elise smirk. That told me they had no intention of leaving either of us alone and Rai sensed the same thing. I felt a gust of air and heard two thuds hit the floor. The sound echoed through the empty museum and I gritted my teeth at the two bodies that fell next to the decapitated heads. "Oh shit, you just killed the fates, Destiny is g

Nonetheless, after I entered the house, I fended off the deviant for a while to avoid arousing suspicion. But within hours, he cornered me into a room. And when his axe came swinging, I didn't run and was even smiling as I met it, my blood splattering all over the floor. [Beep! Player's 100th death confirmed. Rewards will be given, and the player will be teleported back to the real world!] "Ben!" Just before I died, I saw Mila charging into my room toward my body. But this time, she wasn't getting a response.

There was so much he wanted to say, but all he could manage was a strained, broken whisper. "I'm…sorry…" As the words left his lips, his hand dropped limply to the side, and he closed his eyes. Wendy clutched him. "Don't give up! I can save you! Just hold on a little longer…" Lilian crouched beside them and placed her fingers beneath Harry's nose. There was no breath. Harry was gone. He had died, and it was by her hand. Wendy looked up at Lilian, her voice trembling with shock and disbelief. "Why would you do this? You tried to kill me? I'm your daughter—your own flesh and blood!"

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

' Another voice inside her head replied, 'Haha, but it's because of you that he died. 'No, he's not dead!' 'Sandro, your enemy bombed him to death. He escaped the fire but got skewered by a large metal pole in the end. So in short, he's dead. Totally dead.' 'No, no. Shut up! Someone, tell me... I'm begging someone to tell me that he is not...' In front of the burnt wreckage of the Golden Residences, a luxurious silver car stopped, revealing Harry and Cindy who rushed over to the place the moment they got wind of the tragedy that befell their recently gained daughter's main residence.

Lia clarified "I would like to meet her one day" Harry paused, chuckled and shook his head "My mum?" His hands were on the kitchen counter, his weight leaning it. "My mum's dead" I froze. Harry never talked about his mum and I never saw her. I thought that was because she travelled a lot or maybe because she just doesn't live with Harry and his siblings, I never thought it was because she was dead. "Oh" Lia whispered, staring at him, trying to look into his eyes but he hid his face from her by looking down at his hands, his soft hair falling to his eyes. "I had no idea...I'm so sorry"

Well, we wanted to see if you'll see the next year" one of the said. He nods for the to guys. Charles had no idea what was coming for him. LATER THAT NIGHT Kendall's POV Today, it was just me, Enzo, Reed, Lyra, Rony and Mark hanging out, we were at the park waiting for midnight so we can cross over to the new year. "I can't believe he's dead" Rony said as she looks into her phone. Oh, yeah, Charles is dead, he was murdered in prison, it was a terrible death, he was chainsawed to death. "Can you not just talk about it?" I told her. She raised her hands up in fake surrender. No matter how heartless and evil he was, I would never wish anyone death.