Harry Potter Fanfiction Daphne Has A Crush On Harry นิยาย & เรื่องราว

She said to me, "Actually, I do. I heard there are certain dangerous fairies whose job is to steal away handsome professors and take them to a land where they would torment them until they fall in love with them." I said to her, "I think you mean Calypso and she's a witch not a fairy. But wait, did you just call him handsome?" She asked me. "No. I merely generalized." I said to her, "Scratch that. You like him so much, don't you? You want him as much as he wants you? Admit it, Clara." She said to me,

“I don't care.” “You don't care?” Her mother asked. As she walked away from Ophelia, she caught up with another end of the room so she could relax her back on the wall. A deep sigh escaped her mouth and she looked at the Alpha who had anger written on his face. Daphne didn't move. She didn't speak. Although she enjoyed the scene, she could not help but think about herself—how far she's come with Adrian only to be cheated on. By a woman who should be her sister.

ZACHARY’S POV Daphne ran back into her house the moment our bodies separated, her footsteps retreating fast- as though she was running from more than just me. The faint flush on her cheeks replayed in my mind, stirring something dangerous in my chest. I’d grown so used to her hatred that seeing her flustered felt unreal, like a mistake my heart wasn’t supposed to witness. “She’s going to be the death of me, and I know it already,” I said to myself, walking into the local gym.

He wanted what we both couldn’t have – Erina. Fucking Daphne was like fighting a war; it was exhausting, left you bloody and wounded with no winners. There was no love between us. She hated me with her entire being, but her body craved mine. It was like she was starved for physical touch, this wild thing, although she would rather cut off her own tongue than to own up to it.

Hermes thought his legs were going to give out when she suddenly stood up with a smile. "You were right; I needed a closer look," Daphne said. Hermes couldn't take it anymore. He lifted her so she would wrap her legs around him. "Enough playing." He said as he put her back against the wall and slammed into her. Daphne held onto him tightly as he thrust into her repeatedly. Her eyes rolled back in her head; it was even better than she had expected. Without thinking, her canines extended, and she bit into his neck. Hermes' legs buckled from the intense sparks. When she pulled her head back, he chuckled.

"Is she that great? From what I remember, she's only ever been obsessed with love. She spent every day running around Eddy Morrison." "When love's no longer on one's mind, one can do just about anything!" All these comments and more were circled about. Meanwhile, Daphne was upset about Kirk neglecting her. She sat and regarded the staff discussing Caroline not far away. Then, she intentionally slammed the cup in her hand heavily on the table. "This tastes disgusting!"

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.

We talked for sometime and got to know each other. "Yeah, I just wanted to say after all you did I'm more than ready to go through with this. You're a really great guy, really cute and when you bandaged my foot and I touched you, I felt insane sparks Calvin. I think, I think I'm in love with you." Daphne said "I'm really flattered Daphne but I don't feel the..."

CHAPTER THIRTY ONE🔞 ~DAPHNE~ I almost choked on the lamb chops in my throat. Never would I have imagined that she would ask such a question. “Why would you ask me that?” I quickly took a sip of my juice before I choked to death. “Well, a lot of us have a crush on him so I’m simply curious,” she shrugged, her eyes not leaving me. “So tell me,” “I don’t know. Maybe I will,” I blurted out, starting to feel awkward.

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.