Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Stops Hiding His Intelligence Novels & Stories

"Rebecca, what tricks are you trying to pull this time? Come out and kneel before Lori so that you can apologize for what happened. "Don't think you can deny having harmed Lori by hiding in there, turning off your phone, and not contacting us!" Harry's eyes blazed with fury. He said angrily, "You think you're all grown up now, huh? You're keeping quiet now because you're upset about us being nice to Lori. Am I right? "Did you really think you could make us give in first if you hid inside the cellar and ignored us?" Still, they did not hear any sound coming from inside the cellar.

After everything we'd been through with testing and oaths and supernatural bureaucracy, the idea of doing something completely normal and relationship-y was incredibly appealing. "Besides," I said, zipping up my bag, "what's the worst that could happen?" "Oh, I don't know. Maybe you could accidentally crush his father's hand during introductions? Or extend your fangs when his mother hugs you? Or demonstrate supernatural hearing by commenting on conversations happening three rooms away?" "Okay, those are all valid concerns." "Very valid! Ming, you've spent months hiding your supernatural nature. Now you finally don't have to, and your first instinct is to put yourself in a situation where you

“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.

Just as my knees were beginning to cramp and I was contemplating standing up straight, my door swung open, causing me to jerk and nearly bash my head against the wall. But it was only Harry coming into my room, and when he saw me hiding beneath my window, he raised a brow. “Wow, I never realised it had gotten so bad.” “Shut up. And what are you doing in my room anyway?” “Dad asked me to tell you to keep the noise down.” “What?” I ask, pretending that I couldn’t hear him. “Dad said I should…” he saw the look on my face and rolled his eyes. “Oh, you heard me, asshole. Should I tell him that you’re too busy hiding from your imaginary friends to lower the music?” he asked sweetly.

Harry tries to reassure me, holding my shoulders. "I'm not confused! I know exactly who you are and exactly how I feel about you!" Tears of embarrassment begin streaming down my cheeks, and emboldened by all the alcohol, I pour out every word of love I've kept hidden for Harry Oakheart, even though I know it's a terrible mistake.

Harry tries to reassure me, holding my shoulders. "I'm not confused! I know exactly who you are and exactly how I feel about you!" Tears of embarrassment begin streaming down my cheeks, and emboldened by all the alcohol, I pour out every word of love I'd kept hidden for Harry Oakheart, something that is clearly a mistake.

"Thank goodness she ran. Who knows what they would have done to her?" "I'm ashamed they even come from our village. Can't we kick people like this out? They're embarrassing all of us." The gossip continued. Harry finally broke free. Swollen-faced like a beaten pig, he glared at me with bloodshot eyes. "It was the tea you made!" No wonder he was the only one among that pack of degenerates who managed to get into a good university. He was smart, but not smart enough. I stared back, cold as ice. "Tell the police that too."

It was too bad that he couldn’t warn him. We watched him walk away and then I turned to Harry. “What are you hiding from me?” I asked. He looked at me and I could tell that he was shocked. Had he really thought that it was over? “Emily, I-” “If you say there’s nothing going on one more time I will be very offended because you will be implying that I'm blind. Is that what you want to do, Harry? Do you really want to insult my intelligence?” “It’s not like that at all,” he said.

Harry replied. The conversation went on, and Max was hearing everything the man was saying. Though it did leave many new questions open. Max couldn’t actually believe Harry, though. He had learned many times over a person who says they have nothing to hide once they might actually mean it, but if repeated many times, there is always something they have to hide. His senses were up. Something was going on. He now had a lead.

Ninian turned around and saw Harold’s eyes that looked sorry but unrestrained and friendly. “Don’t tell me you’re putting the blame on yourself, so you want to secretly cry?” Harold flashed her an unserious smile, while his beautiful eyes were full of mischief. “Hal? Why are you here?” Ninian was slightly surprised. “Even a little girl like you could sense something wrong and eavesdrop here. Why wouldn’t I think of it too?” Harold wrapped his arms around his chest, humped, and said, “Is that brat, Alden, still trying to hide things from me like when we were small? No way! The days when the three of them suppressed and fooled me with their intelligence have passed. Now, my intelligence is ext