Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry And Daphne

Daphne defended herself. "I’m telling you, your lover boy here would have enjoyed it, if you did, Annie! Oh please, going alone in another country is theoretically a staycanymoon!" Desire chided. Both of them turned their heads to Clara in bewilderment. Desire shot the couple a conniving grin. "What? You’re together, so I don’t see anything wrong with bringing a—" Daphne dashed toward her and covered her mouth. "I think you have too much caffeine today, Dee... Let’s tone it down a bit, okay?" She then chuckled, and she slowly removed her hands from her friend’s mouth.

He must see Daphne before they continue their journey and end the pinch in his chest. Randall found Daphne sitting on stairs, hugging her knees closer to her chest while staring into nothingness, drowned in thoughts until Randall’s sound of clearing throat came. “Huh?” Looking up, her face deepened in crimson as her heartbeats began to race when he was standing behind her. “W-What do you want?” Stuttering, she looked down, hugging her knees closer. Shivering by his presence. Sighing, Randall moved and sat beside her which dried her throat, she didn’t know what to speak anymore as he offered her a book.

Hannah asked me, taking my empty cup of wine from me. “Yeah, refill that.” I rubbed my head, trying to think. Although, I had to admit that it felt very nice seeing Darius that desperate. “That wench. How did she manage to make him like that? What exactly did she do to make him subject to her? It can't be just because they're mates. Is it sorcery? A love potion? Shit!” I hit the table, and Hannah looked terrified. “You will need to calm down, my lady. Your migraines will pick up again.” She said carefully.

A strong wind blew back to shake Debbie's peace of heart. Just over two weeks after the new member joined the extracurricular, Harry received a declaration of love from the underclassmen. And the news is circulating that the young man received a confession of love, in other words, Harry is now in a special relationship with someone.

Daphne. She was tangled in the sheets beside me, her face peaceful in sleep, a soft, contented smile playing on her lips. Her hair, wild and untamed from the night, spread across the pillow like a dark halo. I could feel her warmth beside me, her body curled into mine in a way that made everything inside me tighten with a strange mixture of possessiveness and longing.

I stood there, helpless, as they worked around him. “Please step outside,” someone said, guiding me toward the door. I barely felt it, I barely heard it. My mind was still stuck on his words. The door closed in front of me and just like that—I was alone again only this time…It wasn’t just heartbreak waiting for me on the other side. It was something far more dangerous because somewhere out there… Someone had just learned—Daphne Harper existed.

It reminds me too much of Sophomore year, when Daphne and I were best friends, and before the incident with Harrison. Daphne always wanted to go to every football game, hoping to catch Harrison's attention. She knew if she was friends—or more—with Harrison, that she'd be immediately popular, and it would surely secure her a spot on the Dance Team. Harrison had that much power. She would try and talk to him after every game. It is weird to see her sitting next to him now, such good friends. I wonder what she did to earn it. I notice Daniel on the track, casually jogging. My eyes scan the area until they come upon his track bag. The keys must be in there. He notices me as I walk through the ch

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.

Her eyes opened wide, as if she were in a trance, compelled to divulge the well-guarded secrets she had hidden deep within. "I've always longed for Ragnar to be mine," Daphne's voice trembled as the truth spilled out. "My world crumbled when he introduced a witch as his mate. At first, he told me it was merely for procreation, and I reluctantly accepted. But my heartache deepened when he began developing genuine feelings for her. Despite his past history with witches, his newfound connection with her grew stronger, and I felt cast aside."

Sweet, crazy and enticing. The heat slowly engulfed them. Daphne didn't even realize that she was laying on top of Treyton as he lay down. Every touch of her husband seemed to make her body move like hypnotism. He only came to his senses when Treyton suddenly bit him on the shoulder. He pushed it with the bahgya. "T-That's not right," Daphne quickly went down. "You have a girlfriend and I'm just nobody," she breathlessly said. She still wants to act until she can fully admit Treyton.