Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Refuses To Go With The Order

Arthur was a monster, and he loved no one. “Not 98, not 99,” Harry says, wicked glee etched in his features. “You’re going to pick up every one of those, all 100. Make sure you count.” There’s no ‘or else’ as if the ultimatum is too horrible to say aloud. Ariadne wants to stand her ground, but the wolf inside knows she’s lost the fight. The Omega shrinks away, tensing and waiting for the pain. But it doesn’t come. Instead, Harry promptly leaves without a word.

“I’m not touching that. I’ll get tetanus or something.” Harry glanced over at me with a flat, unimpressed look. “And you think I’m going to touch it?” I tried to stare him down. “I’m not doing anything. You’re the one who wanted to be the hero. So go ahead and be the hero, Harry. Open it. Don’t let me stand in your way.” Harry looked at the knob, then at me, then back at the knob, and the devil grinned. I expected something stupid like ‘open sesame’ or ‘alohomora’. But nope, he had to be dumb but piss me off at the same time as well.

I hated being cold to her almost as much as I hated it when she mentioned going to the party to spend time with other men. So, I was a little reckless pulling Hana onto that first train. I needed to get us away from whoever was following me and ensure she couldn’t even think of another man. I was confident that my kiss did the trick. Too bad it didn’t get her to forget about her questions. I can’t tell her about the Order. I don’t mean that in how I can’t tell her about the bet. The bet is an unspoken promise to my friends. The Order, that’s a magical binding. Everyone in the Order is given a curse mark that prevents us from speaking of it to anyone outside the Order.

Elora challenged. Harry met her gaze. “Then for the first time in my life, I’ll stand on the right side. And I won’t hesitate.” Elora scoffed. “You think you can protect them on your own?” Harry smiled faintly. “I’m not alone.” He turned and walked away, leaving Elora with a cup of coffee gone cold—and a plan in ruins.

Harry deliberately emphasized the words "don't want to do." I gently touched Neil's hand, seeking his attention. Our eyes soon met, and I nodded to him, hoping to bolster his courage with this gesture, supported by Harry, to face Peter Black. Neil looked at me, took a deep breath, and found his voice. "I don't want to go back with you." "You don't want your things anymore." That damned threat to Neil, if Harry hadn't held me back, I would have charged forward to hit him. "I do." "Then come back with me."

When she saw Noah, her face squeezed in disgust and she walked over to yank Harry away from him. “What are you doing here? Please leave immediately. You are not allowed to see my son again.” She fired, but Harry broke from her clutches and clung onto Noah instead. “Mummy please, don't be mad at him anymore.” He sniffed and she frowned, blood boiling. “Don't get on my nerves Harry, come back here.” She ordered but Harry shook his head. “I won't go! I will not go anywhere with you until you agree to go on a date with uncle Noah.” Harry ran outside and got into Noah's car.

I am filled with anxiety all over my body and why does it feel like my decision is wrong? “If the curse is real.” Harry says over my mouth as soon as he pulled himself away while he was still holding the back of my neck. “Please. Please, don’t forget me. Please.” His voice sounded weak. “I won’t. I don’t. I will never ever want to.” We kiss again.

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Harry’s expression changed drastically as he said, “Father, I don’t think it’s appropriate.” Master Crestfall frowned while looking at Harry in dissatisfaction. “Andrius is the most suitable candidate. Any objections?” “I…” Harry’s expression turned bitter. He said in a small voice, “Father, I thought both Luna and Andrius just met, and they haven’t got the chance to know each other. Isn’t this arrangement a little too reckless?” “Register first, they have all the time in the world going forward to get to know each other.”

"It's your choice whether you spend the rest of your lives in suffering or in joy. Why not keep an open mind?" With that, Harry turned to leave. "Stop! You can't leave!" Evelyn rushed forward and hugged him tightly. However, this only resulted in Harry heartlessly pushing her away. Evelyn staggered back from the push and hit her head on the edge of the table. Blood poured out from her wound …