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Dracula replied with a frown. "I don't believe you. You're trying to make us leave so you can cause havoc" "My bad. I already did" Dracula laughed and they left. A guard ran inside. "The olive in the garden have all turned to dust" "Get Fiona" The shaman instructed and the guard left. "Do you believe Brooklyn?" The shaman inquired. "We won't know unless we find out... I'll go to his house if it's true. I'll call you so you can make arrangements" Harry replied and teleported to Austin's house.

The best of us must sometimes eat our words. — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead The talk with Hunter still bugged my mind. I tried my best to shove it back on the back of my mind. I had more important matters now such as Villain X and what he might do to us. There was no time to dwell on regrets. What had happened between Hunter and me was not a priority.

she said the words with utmost sincerity and seriousness, but it seemed liked the two boys in front of her were now trying to keep a straight face because they, in a million fucking universe, could not believe what she had just said. "A part of you resides in me? Oh woman, stop reading Harry Potter. What, you think you're Voldemort and I'm your fucking Horcrux?" questioned V. He was annoyed. On the other hand, Marco was chuckling. "I can't believe you're dumber than I thought," Ligaya said nonchalantly. "What did you say?" insulted, V tried to act threatening but was failed by the unforgiving wound on his belly.

“Heard you brought your little sister. Where is she? I owe her another driving lesson. Or can I teach her how crypto works?” “Over my dead body,” I said immediately. Harry grinned. “Relax, man. I’m a changed guy. Mostly.” His eyes found Shula across the room. “Damnit. She grew up. Her body looks fully developed.” I stepped into his line of sight. “Look at her again and you’ll be eating through a straw.” “Protective much?” But he put his hands up. “Fine, fine. Just saying hi.” Except he wasn't. He went straight for the bar to get drunk.

“Harry…” “Do you want me to come to your hotel again? Look at you, a shameless toad lusting after a swan. Do you even look at yourself in the mirror? With such a big and abnormal potbelly that jiggles disgustingly, a fat face and body that stink. Do you think you are anything special? If it weren’t for your money, no one would spare a glance at you. How dare you tell me to come over after tricking me and acting so wickedly to me? So disgusting!” Harry disparages coldly.

I say it in a loud enough voice, and I hear Harry let out a sadistic laugh. "Oh shit! Who chops off a person's tongue? Are you guys that sadistic in this pack? And to think I actually thought your mate was kind of sexy—turns out she's as crazy as you." The rogue bites out, and I'm tempted to face-palm myself on his behalf. Does he have no sense of danger? Before he gets to say anything, Harry's men have already pulled out his tongue, and Harry's sword is set to slice. I turn to his friend and give him a sweet smile. "You can stop this. Talk now, or your friend is never going to be able to talk in his life." I threaten darkly.

Harry continued, and I merely raised my eyebrows. “The day you both visited the old hag, he recorded the conversation, so I listened to it all. I spent my whole life hating the wrong person,” he added, and now he sounded like Harry again. What is happening? “I…” he hesitated and then released a sigh. “I kept thinking about you constantly,” he said, leaving me perplexed. DK was gone, why is Harry saying all this? “I understand everything now,” he added, and I hated the fact that I couldn’t grasp what he was getting at.

Dad asked, struggling to keep the wolf from showing in his eyes. “Yes, we need to find out and kill that fucking person. Or did you do something to someone?” Harry growled, making Stella flinch in her seat. She appeared pale and terrified. The girl was barely hanging on a thread and everyone hovered over her. I’m not sure why Harry dislikes Stella, but this is not the way to talk to someone. ‘Harry, one more word, and I will smack your head,’ I warned him in our mind link, making him gulp while Xander smirked.

harry(laughing): "am I look like such strict person...?? you can go... and even you can continue your study too.. I will be always with you for your dreams to get success... " me(smiling): " thank you.... hmm you arranged this.. " he nodded his head.. I don't know why.. I felt warmth being with him.. I hope in future our life will be happy like this... me: " shall we go back?? dad will be worry.. " harry: "don't worry I have informed your dad it will be little late.. " then after few minutes we drove back to home.... ---------*******-----

" I met his blue eyes and turned away immediately, now there was no way he was sensing this too. "What?" I shook my head, "No one has really said so much good about my cooking" He giggled, loud enough for me to sense it. "Well guess then, they don't possess taste buds" The door opened in a 'Ding" and we proceeded outside. Before we walked further, he stopped me with an extended arm. 'Let's make sure this awkwardness doesn't get to us. I'm Harry, and I wanna be your friend" The extended arm carried so many details. Those thickening veins, tiny hairs, and folded collar sleeves. I got wet from the thought itself that I looked at his face with sternness and sighed,