Romans & histoires Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Breaks Down In Front Of Snape

The heat from the tea fogged his glasses, making it impossible to see the expression in his eyes. Just as Harry walked in. Crunch! The glass tea cup immediately flew towards Harry and shattered into many pieces right at his feet. This was followed by a powerful voice saying, “Kneel!”

A flood of hallucinations rushed into his mind. He saw me clutching a pup and sneering at him, as well as Alayna, who came for his life in her ghost form. "Go away! Go away! I'm the Alpha! I'm the King! Kneel to me, all of you!" He suddenly collapsed to the ground and began biting at Alayna's corpse. Saliva dripped from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were vacant and hollow. From then on, the neutral territory had a madman.

I will deal with him later when this is all over The sight of Harry stiff on the ground nearly makes me laugh. The big fool had eaten peanuts - his one deadly weakness. What has come over him? This is one reason I have to be careful and strategic about my planning- Harry is actually acting abnormal. As I look at him, I fight a smirk almost dancing at the corner of my lips. I cannot show my true reaction, Instead, I forced my face to crumble in tears "Harry!" I scream, rushing to his side like I care. "Someone call an ambulance! Please, help him!"

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

“There is no ‘us’. Never has, never would be. I'd rather be exiled than be with someone like you." "Wrong words." Harry snarled, "You are not giving me much of a choice!" he spun, grabbed a porcelain vase from the nearby shelf - painted with gold moons - and smashed it on the floor. Time stood still. I stared in shock, heart beating fast in my chest. Harry suddenly screamed. “How could you? That was Luna’s collection! Are you insane? Is this supposed to be revenge?” No, no, no, goddess, please no. I dropped to the floor to gather the pieces, but it was too late.

"Let me see." … Meanwhile, Harry struggled to breathe. He knew he was about to die. What surrounded him was the incessant sound of weeping. Through the blur, he only saw his dejected assistant and Juniper, who was sobbing uncontrollably. His eyes closed again. Harry saw that he had not divorced Celine, and Celine was still complaining to him not far away. "Why didn't you put the slippers away? I'm already so uncomfortable, and I still have to put them away for you."

He Snarled at me. ignoring him i walked into the infirmary, seeing that Hermoine was lying there with her eyes close and not moving, I went to look for the Doc to find out what was going on and she told me that my mate was fine she is just sleeping for now. With a sigh of relief, I went to my seat by her side waiting for her to be awake.

“Thank you, Grandma.” Sienna lowered her eyes and ate seriously. She had been acting very calm, abnormally calm like a puppet whose life had been drawn out of her with completely empty thoughts ever since she left the Zen Spirit Temple. No one knew what was going on in her mind. Harry took Sienna’s emotions to heart. He lowered his long eyelashes and played with the delicate and small teacup in front of him before letting go of it inadvertently. Crash! There was an ear-piercing sound, and the poor teacup broke into pieces.

The fear that after I taste perfection, I will rot in imperfection. "It's all true, isn't it?" Harry sneers, and I keep him silent. I expected him to yell at me, curse at me, hit me, and take out his anger on me. He does nothing of the sort. Instead, he does the most unexpected thing ever. He starts to shed tears. I stand still. I watched him break down all over again for the second time today, and this time it was all because of me. And I'm not able to comfort him and make him feel better because I'm the major and minor source of his pain.

'OH , I can do more than just stop you", Harry said with a dangerous glint in his eyes . His hands rolling the cuffs of his shirt so that his muscular forearm can be seen . I am sure things are going to get nasty if any of them choose this exact moment to say something , so this is my cue to take things over . "Hey guys, no need to get angry , why not we talk things over, right harry , Winston?" I step in between both of them ,my hands on harry's chest . I might've let my hands wander on the muscular planes of his rick-hard chest . I feel Harry's heartbeat quicken underneath my palm, so i let my hand falter by my side . I see harry smirking and eyeing me from my periphery and red hot heat ga