Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Is Forgotten นิยาย & เรื่องราว

If only there was a way to extract her thoughts, like the pensieve in the Harry Potter books she had read nearly a thousand times. How wonderful would it be to forget the day it all happened? The day she was changed forever. *

~well, I don't give a fuck about her. ********** I wake up panting frantically as my nightmare was a flashback of Harry's betrayal on my birthday and the day I was abducted. Tears build in my eyes and they pour slowly. I just lay in bed reminiscing that day and how things may have been better if I refused to attend the party Harry threw for me. My thoughts are interrupted by silent moans coming from my left. In fear and caution, I slowly turn over to my side and my eyes widen. If they could widen to the back of my skull, they would!

I glanced at the decorations on the wall, and only then did I remember it was Harry's birthday. In the past, I would've never forgotten such an important day. Instead, I would've started preparing his gift two weeks in advance, though I had long suspected those presents ended up in the trash the moment I gave them. I kept my head down and tried to make myself invisible, only planning to grab what I needed and leave. To my surprise, Harry's eyes lit up the moment he saw me. "Daddy…" If I wasn't mistaken, I hadn't seen him since the incident at the house. Same as before, I paid no heed to him and simply walked right past.

He began to mutter inaudible words. "Lest I forget. I have not forgiven you for the offense you committed at school. Now, you have the chance to prove yourself as a changed person by behaving responsibly before I return.” I rose from my seat, grabbing my bag and checking my watch. “Where are you going to, Lily? Are you leaving already?” his voice was shaky and laced with curiosity as he inquired. While I ignored Harry's question, I closed the distance between myself and Bella and spoke loudly. "If Harry misbehaves, I want you to break his legs." I heaved a sigh. “Promised?”

He looked back at me and then at the phone screen several times as though he was trying to find a similarity between Adrian and me. Right. "Okay, I think that’s enough," I said, taking the phone from him. A picture of Adrian at a conference met my eyes, and I felt my features harden. The sight of his face was enough to upset me, let alone his presence. Even though he’d told me his truth, I wasn’t ready to forgive or forget. The damage had already been done. Now satisfied, Harry finished his breakfast and even asked for a second helping. After helping him pack his books, crayons, pencils, and an endless list of school essentials, we were set to go to school.

“Her brother put me through worse. Nico destroyed everything I built, turned my own allies against me, and left me for dead in that hospital. Now fate delivers his most precious possession into my hands.” “She’s not a possession, she’s a person.” Disapproval saturates his tone. “A vulnerable person who trusts you.” Trust. The word sits heavy between us like an unwelcome guest. Through the doorway, I watch Aleta toss and turn in her sleep, and something uncomfortable takes root in my stomach. “Nico made his choice five years ago,” I continue, returning to the fabricated documents. “Every decision has consequences.” “What happens when her memory returns?” My hands still on the keyboard once ag

He has become his original self and I hate that version of him- start version of hemisphere "Wait here," I command Leah, storming toward my room. “I will make him remember our deal!” As I walk away, I start to think about how I had gained control over Harry in the first place. The strong AlphaHarry - so broken after Helen's rejection, only if he knows the true reason why she rejected him My stupid sister’s rejection of Harry gave me a good chance to step in, and step in I did

He says hoping she’ll do it. Her body language changes and she steps back concerned. “I can’t help you. You’ve come to the wrong witch.” She starts walking back to the house tearing up. Midnights close on her heels. He jogs after her “you can’t or you won’t?” He asks, confused. “I don’t have the magic for it. Trust me if I did, maybe then I could fix my own problem…” she says sadly as she walks into her house. She sits down on the couch and midnight curls into her lap. He followed her in and sat on the loveseat. “I did a spell that took all my magic months ago and I can’t even remember why I did it or what spell it was” she looks at him with tears in her eyes.

Otherwise, Juniper would be heartbroken. Two days after Harry's transfer, Juniper woke up. Harry was even happier than Juniper. He called her every day, thoughtfully giving her reminders on everything from daily meals to making sure she kept warm. One day, it was raining, and Juniper went to bed early. Harry suddenly remembered Celine, whom he had forgotten about.