Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Rides Snape Novels & Stories

Harry swallowed loudly when he saw the sparkling smile of his Mate. Emmanuelle moved with superhuman speed to set the scene her beloved had outlined. If Harry had not been a werewolf, he would have only been able to see a flash of light across the room. He stood completely still as she resumed sitting on his lap and began to pull one of the sides of his black shirt down over his shoulder. "Is this okay with you, my beloved?" she asked in a half-voice. Harry nodded before placing a kiss against her lips: "But what about you?" he asked, pointing to the necklace, "I apologize, but there's not much I can do about it since you tied me up."

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.

I've spent hours studying to nail the geometry test today, I deserved to have fun tonight. ⚯͛ ϟ △⃒⃘ Once we got to the party, I immediately went to the corner and pulled out the Harry Potter book that I had hidden inside my bag. What was more fun than rereading Harry Potter? I was in the middle of the part where Snape went to the Shrieking Shack when I felt someone was looking over my shoulder, reading the lines on the book with me. Shutting the book close, I finally turned, ready to shout 'go away!' like what Moaning Myrtle had said to Tom Riddle, but I lost my footing and stumbled right into a solid wall of muscles.

“Plotting? If I were this Ivy, don’t you think I’d have done a better job than letting a snake like you sit across from me?” Harry’s jaw ticks. He’s losing patience. Good. That’s where he makes mistakes. He slams his palm down on the table, leaning closer, his breath hot, his voice almost a growl. “Admit it. Just say it, damn it. I know that scar. I know your voice. I know you.” His intensity rattles the air between us. My heart is racing, but I don’t blink. “Sounds like you’re haunted, Harry. Maybe by guilt. You know what they say—murderers see their victims everywhere.”

"In short words? Slytheryn and Gryffindor are always at each other's necks, Ravenclaw is 'too smart' to mix, Hufflepuff sticks to themselves. At least it was like that 20 year ago." The other Aurors agree with the Director. *sigh* "I think we will see an increase in inter-houses interactions from now on." Erik said after a sigh. He walks to the male dormitory's stairs and calls back. "Let's get going. We have multiple results here, Professor Snape, Aurors. Unspeakables, if you guys can lend us a hand to speed up the process." Erik climbs the stairs with the group, walks through the corridor and stops by a door with a plaque that reads '2nd Year' on it, waiting for the rest of the group to ar

I answered. "Yeah, that's so you. Is he thinking about sending the girl to Korea after you complete what he wants? That's what he does whenever you're reckless and get caught in a scandal. But dude, if she's really a shawty, I'll just sneak her and snatch from you, man! Haha!" Harry said jokingly. I laughed sarcastically, but he didn't notice. "You can do whatever you want, Harry. Just let me finish my job," I said.

I arched into his touch, craving more. "Such an eager little slut," Snape murmured against my lips, tweaking my nipple through my robes. "So desperate for my touch. Tell me what you want, Hermione." "I want you to fuck me," I whimpered, rubbing my aching core against the hard bulge in his trousers. "I need you inside me, Professor. Please." Snape growled and ripped open my robes, sending buttons flying everywhere. He tore away my lacy bra, freeing my breasts to his hungry gaze. "I'm going to make you scream," he promised darkly.

Harry raised his hand and said, "I see. You can leave now." They were in the open, and Ryan was in the dark. If they wanted to catch him, they had to lead the snake out of the hole and capture him. Only in this way could they avoid future troubles. He had made up his mind, but now that Charles was about to get married, he had no choice but to put off the plan of luring the snake out of its hole. Just as the driver was about to leave, Harry stopped him. "Wait..." "What did she buy in the shop today?" Harry pretended to be serious, but in his heart, he thought that since Stacy had bought gifts for Henric, he must have bought them for him.

I said. Snape shook his body like a love dancer. “We? Nope. Only the Alpha can go in. And his mate, or the mother Luna. You, me? No. But, Of course, I have managed to make him sneak out a flower for me every time we go, so…” “But, I am his…” “Enough with the talk. I want silence until we get there.” Ian ordered. I saw Snape swallow slowly with fear. Why were they all afraid of Ian? I was yet to see any reason to be sacred of him.