Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Scars Novels & Stories

Scott kept his eyes glued to her panicked expression and coldly chimed in, "From the day you joined the Webers, you were already plotting to take everything away from Shirley. You were just acting every single time, faking being bullied by Shirley, and even went as far as to stab yourself just to frame her." I had written all those incidents in my diary. Nicole's face turned stark white. Her lips trembled as she was completely at a loss for how to lie her way out. "You're venomous, Nicole. What did Shirley and I ever do to deserve this? How could you lie to us?" Blinded by rage, Scott lunged forward and wrapped his hand around Nicole's throat. His fingers dug in with brutal force, turning he

"No way! Natalie's the one who sold her kidney," Evelyn snapped, shoving Natalie aside to inspect me. "She has lost a kidney," the leader confirmed. "Taking the other would kill her." Just as Evelyn's hand reached for me, Natalie cried out and collapsed, revealing a prominent scar on her abdomen. "Go ahead and take her to the hospital. She is faking to win your love." Evelyn flinched, rushing back to check Natalie's scar. "I almost fell for her trick. Don't worry. I'm taking you to the hospital now."

“Hi Scarlett, Hi Skye. It’s nice to meet you two. I’m Harper, Seb’s fiancé” Scar’s eyes widened at the fiancé word. Eh? She glanced at Seb as if to ask if it’s true. But Seb’s face remained emotionless. Skye took Harper’s hand for a handshake immediately and smiled at her. “Nice meeting you, Miss Harper” She nodded after also taking Scar’s hand as well. Scar smiled but thinly. “It’s my pleasure meeting you, Miss Harper” She managed to croak out and Seb smiled triumphantly. 'She is definitely affected' he had the strong urge to laugh out loud, but refrained from doing that and making a fool out of himself.

he then demands with his exquisite accent while staring at my neck. "I.. I.. I scratched myself by accident last night. " I lie again. I thank God I'm not Pinocchio. Else;.... "Oh really, with those tiny fingers. I didn't know such small things could create such claw like scars. " he replies sarcastically. Him calling my fingers small instantly reminds me of Harry. He used to call me his little gummy bear. Memories of Harry and what he did to me flash before my eyes and I feel tears build up in them.

Aiden looks like he might be sick, while Jasper and Marcus both look pissed. I turn back to Zahra just as she stands up straight, and I finally see what they’re staring at. Her back is covered in angry red and white scars, crisscrossing into a horrible lattice over her skin. My stomach churns at the sight. I knew her father had hurt her, but this is the first time I’m seeing the damage with my own eyes. I watch the realization dawn in her expression, and the look on her face nearly breaks me. Stepping forward, I try to ease her anxiety, wanting to brush this off for her sake. “Hey, little one. It’s good to see you enjoying yourself after this morning. How are you feeling?”

The Sons of Satan Territory Monday, July 4th 19:23 THE JOURNEY TO THE OTHER SIDE "In fact, there weren't many things Scar didn't hate." SCAR GROANED IN DISAPPROVAL at one of the clubs whores climbing onto his lap. Trying to get his attention, she shamelessly began showering light but sloppy kisses on his neck. He was not in the mood - not one bit. Scar was visibly tense, his lips pulled back in a tight, nasty scowl. He wished to lock himself in his room with a bottle of whisky and drink it until he passed out.

“I can’t put her down, you know why.” Scar snorts coldly, finally looking up from under her messy hair. Jack must have slapped her really hard, to mess up her hair like that, as well as leaving a scarlet red palm print on her cheek. “Excuse me,” Scar says with a clear but cold tone that I’m not familiar with, “coming through.” I stopped Ava by the door. I frown, hating the sarcasm in Scar’s eyes. She knows why I misunderstood and she is mocking me for it. Every time I even just stood close to Ava she would come up and break us apart.

However, the young girl then replied to him in a firm and unmistakably natural tone as she stated, ‘There’s nothing to be afraid of. But Nene, if you knew where my scars came from, you would probably think of me as the chief of all evil, just like everyone else. Harry closed his eyes. Those bloody fights seemed like a dream in retrospect. They had been long gone for many years, but what never disappeared was the invisible black mire behind him. The gravitational force inside was pulling him in little by little. One day, he would be pulled and dragged, and then trapped until his demise… Harry turned sideways.