Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Stops Pretending Novels & Stories

Uncle voiced reached out and I had to pause on the steps hearing those words. Pretend? Yes! We all pretended before her all this time and everyone did it without missing anyone and she is doing the same now. She is showing her anger this way and I don’t know from when she knew everything but I can’t let her be like this and make sure she let out everything. With that thought, I left their house after nodding at her parents and told them I didn’t tell her the truth which made them think how could she know everything then. *Mihira Pov*

Harry laughs. “Of course I don’t. I’ve told you dozens of times, I only want you. But I didn’t want them harassing you so I distracted them the best way I know how, besides, I gave them a fake number anyway.” He assures me. I sigh, hating how that actually does make me feel a little bit better. “Don’t you feel any shame? Acting that way? Lying to them? It makes you look like the player that everyone assumes you are.” I point out. Harry frowns.

"Yeah, you can't fall in love but you can pretend!" He paused to stare at me. "This whole fake relationship thing started with pretense so we continue the pretense" I insisted. "Diane, this is different" He rasped. "But if Henry sees a sign that you love me, then we don't have a problem, do we?" "Yeah we don't, but Henry's smart, he plays around a lot but that does not make him a total dumbass. He knows I'm not in love with you and can't fall in love with you" Harry explained, gesticulating with his hands.

"We’re going to play the perfect couple. That means you smile when necessary, hold my hand if I offer it, and act like you actually like me." Ivy scoffed. "Like you?" She folded her arms. "That’s a stretch." Harry smirked. "Then fake it. You’re good at pretending, aren’t you?" Her jaw tightened. She wanted to argue, but she knew he had a point. "Fine," she muttered. "But if you embarrass me—" "You'll do what?" he cut in, amusement dancing in his eyes. "Run off in that dress? Hate to break it to you, sweetheart, but you won't get far."

Harry asks. "No." I just want to get through tonight without crying, I thought. "Ok." He says this giving me this strange look. We stand near the wall. I pretend to look interested in the party while actually watching Maverick and Riley. They're dancing now. Well, grinding is more accurate. His hands are on her hips and her arms are around his neck. I look away. "How long are you going to do this?" Harry asks. "Do what?" "Stand here watching him with her and pretending you're okay."

, he kept singing compliments to my ears, “I need to go now”, I texted back. Harry responded by calling facetime. “What are you trying to do?”, he faked a frown. I placed the phone on a stool and went about settling in. “I am yet to freshen up and get food for your brother”. Harry kept mute and continued with his work till I changed out of my clothes. I walked back on a bathroom robe and picked my phone. “You look yummy”, he said with a grin. “Stop it Harry. I am being serious now”. The redness of my cheeks made it hard.