Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Rides Snape

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

"Show your face, you sneaky witch. Who are you? Why are you busy disrupting my portals? If it's the last thing I do, I will kill you today." By this time, the huge water snake had lowered Harold and the crew down. He released them in the middle of the werewolves. When Harold tried to reach for his wand, he discovered that apart from his eyes, mouth, ears and nose. His body was paralyzed. He could not move an inch and neither were Tina and Carla. They could not move any of their limbs as well. "You vile snake, what did you do to me?" The snake hissed angrily but slithered away towards the other snakes. Apollo laughed together with Poseidon.

"Go to hell! You'll die with me today! Let's go to Felix together. Otherwise, he'd feel lonely on the other side." As Evelyn spoke, a bloodcurdling smile appeared on her lips. She continued, "You couldn't be his father in this life. So, maybe in the next life, you can make it up to him." "Evelyn Yule! Are you crazy? Let me go! Now!" Harry wanted to shove Evelyn aside, but he dared not struggle too much. After all, the floor was slippery because of the snow. If he wasn't careful, he might go over the railing.

He and the arrogant jerk had gone to the same high school before Harry had ratted him out for smoking and got him expelled. So this girl was Harry’s fiancée? He almost laughed. Revenge was best served cold and it was freezing now.

"I love trying new things. An innocent young woman like her is exactly my favorite. Of course, a mature stunner like Mabel is also very much to my liking. I'm sure having both of them in bed together would be an entirely different experience, it would be a mix of two extremes and I'd probably die from pleasure! "Haha, I can hardly wait anymore. For the sake of my happiness, you'd better hurry up!" Harry had already planned everything, after forcing Woody to cripple his own martial arts aura, he would take him along to the hotel. He wanted Woody to kneel at the door and watch as he had sex with Mabel and Penny. He wanted to satisfy his twisted psychological desires! Mabel lashed out, "Harry,

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.”

Erik made the 'stop' signal and the memory resumed. They watched the kids talk about the golden harp already present in the room and how snape was there first. They then moved the cerberus paw aside while doing commentaries about it, and apparently the cerberus had a name, Fluffy. The kids opened a trapdoor on the floor and discussed who was going first. Mr. Potter passed the flute to Ms. Granger jumped in after some discussion. Immediately the vision around the group faded a little, and Erik paused again. "Let's go, the memory must be from Mr. Potter because it faded a little as he jumped in."

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.