Romans & histoires Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Scars

“Oh, shit, kid.” Scars shook his dark head, the kitchen light making the scars on his face glow very white. “You got problems.” “You don’t know the half of it.” “There’s more?” “There’s a woman. An amazing woman, a woman that I love.” “Awww, crap.” Scars reached for the bottle, decided it was time to break out the triples. Maybe even start swigging straight from the bottle neck. “You seeing someone?” “I was, until this happened.”

But his voice became serious after a second, "Lexie, you know what? Sometimes… the things we think are making us the ugliest person in the world, are actually the things that mark us as the most beautiful person instead. So in your case, this scar of yours makes you the most beautiful girl in the entire world in my eyes, and trust me, the scar that you are fearing about will make you stand out in the ball." Saying this, he almost reached out to touch the scars on my face, but caught himself mid-way, and quickly withdrew his hand. Meanwhile, it was like I was almost caught in a daze; nobody apart from my family had ever even acknowledged my scars in a positive light, and neither had I expecte

I cannot understand you even for a bit! He’s scary for a second, then sweet after. His mood changes at a very scary fast pace every minute that she can’t keep up and try to understand him. His actions make her question whether or not he likes her. It seems he does, but at the same time, he doesn’t. He was confusing, awfully confusing! ‘Leon!’ she cried in her heart. She can’t mutter anything for now because of her sobs. ‘Which one are you exactly?’ --

Harry gasped and Indianna recognised the second person when he fell to his knees. He looked different. His hair was longer and his beard had grown out of control. His skin was covered in marks and bruises, but Indianna could never, ever forget his face. She took a small step forward and froze. Her eyes were wide and focused only on him. Harry was talking to her, but she couldn't hear him. Her vision blurred and she realised she was crying. She was too scared to move any closer to him, scared that this was one of Rogue's sick jokes.

He lifted Scar up and slapped him until he collapsed to the ground. “Call her.” Scar was trembling with anger. “I prefer death rather than humiliation…!” Slap! Harvey slapped him again, more ruthless than ever. “Call her!” Bang! At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside and someone kicked the door open once again.

, I came out of my car and I wasn’t surprised when Scarlett came out wearing a long face. “You bitch!” She said as she walked towards me. “Can we do this later, I got work. Thank you” I said dryly and made to enter my car but she was fast to touch me by my hand. I quickly removed her hand from my body like it was a plague and looked at her angrily. “Never in your life, I repeat, never touch me with that hand you uses to give my dad a hand job” Scarlett looked pretty embarrassed as I said that but she was quick to cover it up with a scoff.