Romans & histoires Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Destroys The Order

Sophie POV. I burst into tears when Harry told me he loves me. It wasn’t because it was too soon. It was simply because the last person who told me they loved me was my mom when I won the last dance competition before she died. Harry just held me and didn’t say anything. That was just over an hour ago. Now we are heading to the clubhouse of the Princes Of Darkness MC. I keep looking out of the window at every man I see. Hoping that my father and brother have slithered back under the rock they crawled out of.

For a moment, Harry's smile faltered, but he quickly recovered and agreed. He had spent seven years carefully setting a trap and playing his part, enduring everything. In the end, he got nothing. That was why he had gone mad, colluded with his female friend to destroy me in the cruelest way ever, and driven my parents to desperation so he could claim everything he had coveted. There was no way I was going to let him get away with it. A mudball should stay in the bottomless swamp where it belonged.

“We move first. Before they touch you. Before they touch your daughter. Before they go anywhere near Elena.” Harry slowly raised his head. His eyes were no longer just determined—they were lethal. “For Elena,” Harry whispered. “For Miguel,” Marshall added. “And for Naomi,” Harry said softly. Then he stood. “Tell me everything. Every ally Don has. Every man pays. Every place he hides his dirt. I don’t want to cripple him anymore, Marshall.” Marshall’s eyes narrowed. “What do you want then?” Harry’s voice dropped to a terrifying calm. “I want to destroy him.”

His fingers dig into my arm, harsh and merciless. “This was all part of your plan, wasn’t it? You and your gold digging mother came here to destroy my family.” What the fuck is he talking about? He steps closer and I inch a tiny step backward, all my bravado disappearing into thin air; “Do not think for a second that you will get away with this, Loriah. If anything happens to my mother, I will destroy you. All of you. No corner on this earth will be dark or deep enough to save you.

“Destroy it. No one should have this kind of power.” Dominic stepped forward, his gaze steady. “If you destroy it, the tether between you and Kieran will break. Are you ready for that?” Harold hesitated, but then he nodded. “I am.” With Maelis’s guidance, Harold performed the ritual to destroy the Life Orb. However, when He tried to destroyed it, the glow around him didn’t fade and what shook the rest of us was that… …the orb was not destroyed or rather, couldn’t be destroyed.

"I know enough. I know you’re already weighing every other option, considering every potential line of resistance. But honestly, there’s no fighting this. Your children’s blood holds all the answers. They will be used by the Order to remake the world. And until you stop them at the root, you’re only delaying the inevitable.” Then Dorian, who had been hauntingly quiet, said. His voice was steel wrapped in ice. “Then we kill the Order before they can take them. Elias chuckled darkly. “You say that as though it’s an option. The Order is not only an organization; it is an idea. Something that has been around for thousands of years. You can’t just ‘destroy’ something like that. You cut off one he

Whether Harry thought Cole had suffered enough or simply didn’t want to waste more time on him, he swiftly twisted Cole’s head off, leaving a decapitated and dismembered corpse. The hall now held two lifeless bodies. Those who had been eager to play heroes stood paralyzed, perhaps fearing they might be next. Even the heads of the Lucas family couldn’t bring themselves to look me in the eye. They understood that even if they gathered the remaining werewolves in the clan, they wouldn’t stand a chance against me, Harry, and the two high-ranking magicians.

With her still body that stops twisting a few second ago after feeling my scythe on her face that I allowed her to feel plus hearing my voice, her misty eyes that sees no more than despaired cleared a bit and said with all her strength “wh…what d..o you w*..t?” What she didn’t expect that the answer that she waits to hear never come but Inside her mind he talked with thundering voice that gives her unexpectedly some warmth “ To become my witch” he said it like there no room for refusal and so she nodded while hearing his second phrase “… and take your revenge”…and then everything darkened and before even think of feeling anxious she passed out.

The piece of Horcrux let out a high pitched shriek and was consumed by the hungry flames, while Erik released the white tendrils from his blue magic circle. The shriek made every person inside the office shiver, even the portraits were not spared of the feeling brought by it. Erik then took his hand back, now empty of the 'thing' and canceled the magic circle. With a little concentration, the living ball of hungry fire, that had grown a little after the 'feeding', started to diminish in size. It was getting smaller, and smaller, until it got so small that it snuffed itself out. Erik then closed his hand and relaxed. The portraits of the old headmasters and headmistresses cheered and clapped

The fog lifted, the whispers vanished. Hunter gasped beside me, his eyes clearing as he broke free too. His breathing was ragged, fury flashing through his features. Harper’s smirk faltered. I bared my teeth at her. “You should’ve made the spell stronger.” She snarled, but before she could react, the chamber shook violently. A war horn echoed through the ruins. And then, chaos.