Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Is Mentally Younger Novels & Stories

She beamed and poured him a cup of coffee. Harry shook his head in disbelief. “You’re too old for that,” he responded casually. His expression changed when he realized what he just said. “I mean, you’re too old to sulk. I’m not saying you’re old, honey. Ah, just forget what I said. Sorry.” Margot pressed her lips briefly before faking a smile. “It’s okay. Besides, I may be in my late twenties now, but compared to the younger ones out there, you’re still going to choose me, right?”

HARRY'S POV "Why am I not surprised?" My hands were crossed around my chest. "This is a necessary evil Harry!" My father could sense the spite-laced rebellion in my voice. "Necessary evil. Or just a group of people wanting to control every bit of my life." Memories flushed into my head. Throwing me first into some school for strong supernatural bullies and now getting me to marry a girl from that the Tigers Clan. Known for their cruelty and weird traditions Not even caring if I was okay with it. Not even seeking my opinion. Not even realizing that I do not like ladies and could never love her.

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!"

I'd just knocked down a boy smaller than me, and instead of helping him up like I used to do, I stood over him. "Good," Uncle Bastian called out. "But not good enough." I kicked the boy in the ribs. He cried out and curled into a ball. The memory made my stomach turn, but I couldn't look away. I watched my ten-year-old self grab the boy by the hair and force him to his knees. "Please," the boy whimpered. "I'm sorry. I won't fight back anymore." "That's right," I heard my younger self say, the words coming out in a voice that sounded like Uncle Bastian's. "Remember your place."

Harry unbuttoned his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. He stepped closer. “Trust me, Ivy. We don’t need the healer or the antidote. This way, we’ll even have our own pup… You’ll have to be my mate then, won’t you?” He reached out and lifted my chin. “Even in this life, you can never escape me. You’ll always be mine, Ivy.” As my consciousness faded, it hit me. Harry had come back from past, too.

And three days from now, on her eighteenth birthday, she would finally step into the life she had so carefully written for herself. At least, that was the plan. “Darling, will you be okay?” Her mom’s voice tugged her back to the breakfast table. “I’ve prepared food in the fridge, just heat them up. That should last until we’re back.” “I’ll be fine, Mom. I’m not a kid anymore.” Mauve grinned, though her fingers tapped restlessly against her glass of milk. “It’s only three days,” her father added as he reached for his coffee. He patted her head like he always did. “Our little alpha archer can handle herself.”

Harry voice shook “No..harry I just… “I get you and I'm not leaving either but we ar eboth going to college and I don't know what to meet there, I sort of have to claim you, because the boys in college are crazy, if they see that you are not claimed they will taunt you and take you away from me!”. “Harry… .oh how stupid I was to have believed that crap as a eighteen year old then, oh I thought Harry was my future husband..

Harry even thought that his sister was manipulated and brainwashed to like the naughty kid he used to ignore until Charlene took a liking to him when they were just three! Harry snorted, “Beats me… Well, I guess the three-year-old decision she had is coming to an end, huh?” Harry stood straight when the main gates opened. Harry turned to his brother to inform him, but the man had already jumped from the terrace and ran to the entrance of the estate. Harry shook his head at the silliness of his brother. Sometimes, he wondered if he was really the youngest man in the family. Since every time he looks at Adolphus, he only sees a child in a mature body.

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

His Dirty Milf Intro- Harry is just a 19 year old boy who is home alone while his parent are out of town, instead of spending his parent free time to throw silly parties he's spends his time ogling his new neighbor who just moved in. A woman who's way older than him and he indeed had an affinity with women who were older than him. Harry's P.O.V. Harry had been over the moon when his parents had said that they were going away for a few days and that he’d be left alone to look after the house. Finally, he thought to himself, He had the whole space to have his friends over and masturbate with his dirty magazines.