Harry Potter Fanfiction Daphne Sees Harry's Scars นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Damon said pointing to the last empty chair on our table, she pulled out the chair and we all took our seats. “How have you been?! Your father was so worried about you,” Daphne began “ I don’t think I’ve paid so much attention to you before. But after I spoke to your dad and I’m seeing you now, I’m so glad you look okay and healthy, Atleast bodily,” she concluded, Rose slowly folded her hands around her chest and nodded slowly. “You know, four months ago after Harper stood up to her mother, I secretly loathed her. I really hated that you did that,”

I don’t know how he can’t see it. He should be with someone who loves him for who he is on the inside. Someone who would make sure he knew everyday how wonderful he is, not use him for what he can give them. Not that Daphne would ever let anyone get close enough to show him the appreciation he deserves. Daphne scans the crowd as if she’s looking for someone. Her eyes lock with mine and I see the evil lurking just under the surface. Her smirk spreads into a wicked grin before her expression turns grim, full of contempt and feigned horror.

Scarlett had been raped in the past and a wave of rage suddenly enveloped him, and he wanted to squash whomever did it to her like an ant and make them pay. The doorbell rang again and he quickly put the files back in the envelope before he went to open up. Daphne stood there this time, dressed like a model off duty. She had informed him that she would come to meet him since he was in the state she was studying. She was on a break from school and she thought it would be a good idea to go see Scarlett and the kids before she returned for her final examinations. He enveloped her in a warm embrace and it made her chuckle.

There are going to be lots of eyes on me as the returned Princess and the champion’s declared mate – I want to show everyone that I’m proud of both. “Hmm,” Daphne says, tapping her lip with her finger and staring into the wardrobe. “I might have an…idea. Do you mind?” She raises her eyebrow at me and mom, and I know that we both give her the same grin.

I paused, half-expecting to find Louis and that other guy waiting for me, but the hallway was empty. I took a breath and rushed to my bedroom, but as I was about to enter, a hand shot out, grabbing my arm and slamming me against the wall. Daphne stood before me, her eyes aflame with fury, cheeks flushed, and for the first time, her usually composed appearance was in shambles. “You’re hurting me,” I growled, pushing her away with all my strength. Her sharp nails clawed at my skin, but I reveled in the sound of her back hitting the wall with a satisfying thud.

he kissed me so passionately after me nodding my head. So what did you think of this chapter don't forget to vote and comment

Daphne had us all captured by her story, I myself was mesmerized, I could even close my eyes and imagine everything. She took a deep breath and a sip of water before she continued. "The night after we were bathed in his blood, we felt sick and some even fainted, I aided the healers as they all tried to understand what happened. Then we heard thunder and trembling in the earth. Screams and loud noises that we didn't understand, Gordon had arrived with his army and was breaking his enemies one by one. I shuddered, not sure if it was the effect of the blood or fear, I felt something pull me towards the enemy lines. I could smell something sweet in the middle of the madness, I knew it was imposs

Daphne, his sweet Daphne…he had always liked her but wanted her for himself and had done a perfect job in hiding it quite well until dad had changed his perspective of her, from his sweet baby girl to a murderer. The whole world looked at them as monsters and that included their new mate and it was all Daphnes fault . Right from childhood until the very end he had made sure not to show her anything that would make her feel like he likes her but he had…and he was taught a bitter lesson for daring to love her. Their mystery girl of his second chance mate had this fire burning in her eyes, that was the only thing he thought was positive about her…he was willing to get burned by it.

“Raphael, I'm bleeding. There’s blood between my legs, I need to go to the hospital!” “It hurts. My stomach hurts so much.” I pounded at the locked iron door like a madwoman, and the dull echo rang until my eardrums ached. Raphael's cold words slid through the gap in the door like a snake. “Scarlett, ten years, and I never knew you could act this well.” “I saw it with my own eyes. Daphne is the one who got hurt. The men walk you to the basement and now you pretend you're bleeding?”

I was so vulnerable at that moment, and I hated it. When I turned on my side, my back was exposed to Daphnie. The doctor was standing behind me, but I knew Daphnie could still see some of my back. I immediately felt nervous. The doctor gently pressed around where I was grazed. A tear escaped my eyes from the humiliation of all my scars being exposed. I could hear Daphnie get out of her chair; I thought she would walk out. Instead, she walked around, sat on the bed with me, and grabbed my hand. She just looked at my face and softly smiled. "This is worse than just a graze."