Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry Wears Pull-ups Snape Novels & Stories

He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

It made my blood boil. Harry hadn’t done anything wrong, not really. He had just wanted to teach that insufferable little brat in his class a lesson. It wasn’t his fault the boy was such a delicate little flower, wilting at the slightest touch. Harry had only meant to scare him, just a little. A harmless prank that had gotten... blown out of proportion. I had fought tooth and nail to bury that stain. I had exhausted favors, called in debts, and paid handsomely to ensure Harry’s record remained clean. And now? Some fool thought they were being clever by bringing it all up again.

I let my purse slide down my arm and drop to the floor where I stood in front of his desk. “Because short skirts and Harry Potter T-shirts are so professional,” he retorted. I wore a black, pleated leather skirt that sat high on my hips and flared out with bare legs and black combat boots. On top, I wore a white T-shirt that read, “I’ve got 99 problems, but a snitch ain’t one,” with the golden Harry Potter snitch on it tucked into my skirt. “Whatever, Muggle.” I plopped down in one of the chairs in front of his desk.

"He looks like a snake, ready to bite on your back. Do you know who he reminds me off?" "Who?" "Nagini from Harry Potter. If his nose wasn't that straight, he'd might as well fit voldemort better." "You like Harry Potter?" "Yes! I LOVE Harry Potter." I almost jumped in my spot, drawing out a chuckle from him. "Which of the series is your favorite?" "The first one! I love their innocent, carefree queries in that." I felt him moving, then his breath hit the back of my ear as he whispered. "Just like you."

Leia uttered as she held Alice's arm tightly. "What? I can't hear you!" Alice shouted as she covered her ears slightly. "I said, we could still leave this place!" "You know we can't!" Alice's face scrunched as she swam through the sea of sweaty people. She could smell the strong aroma of alcohol, sweat, and vomit present in the warm, disgusting air. "Leia! Alice! There you are!" They finally found Yu. He was wearing a silvery white wig (which Alice thought does not fit Yu) and a robe that had a Slytherin logo branded on his left chest. It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series.

This is no where close to what she imagined. ” I beg of you,let me go” she went on her kneels instantly. ” You're my slave,I will do to you whatever I like” bethel saw there was no point begging, she removed the only white nightie Anne wore her, her creamy breasts plunged out.. the expression on Harry's face changed a little bit, his eyeballs turned darkest ” give me your pant” he ordered. her hands trembled as she took it off,she threw it to him, he caught it and smelt it.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

I don't know why that causes my stomach to drop and twist. "You think just because something isn't right, it's wrong." Another bone cracks, and this time Harry is on all fours. "You have no idea what I have done for this pack." A growl escapes him, and my hands turn clammy. "You think you're doing the right thing, but just take a look at yourself." Cracking sounds tear through the air as Harry's clothes start to rip off his skin. "You brought in a troupe to fight the so-called people that you want to save." He howls as fur starts to cover his skin.

Harry snickered, staring at my bandaged body and face. This bitch. “I had told you not to do anything without informing me.” Seth said dimly, even though he did not look upset with the fact that I was laying on the bed wrapped in bandages on each limb of my body because of his sugar baby. “She insulted me.” Harry growled, standing next to that asshole like a spoiled kid, “you know I don’t like it when someone does that.” “Now you are happy seeing her like this?” “Yes.” Harry grinned, shamelessly.