Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Fanfiction Harry X Sister Harem

I avoid my sister's gaze as I walk past her, my head bowed in shame. I know how she acts when she is angry. Sarah can destroy any fûcking time when she is mad. She is force to be reckoned with when she's upset. Aiden must know that too – he has seen her blow up before. "What do you think you are doing, Blacksmith? How dare you even consider messing around with my sister! She is my sister, for heaven's sake!" Sarah's voice rings in my ears. I enter my room and sit on my bed.

"I didn't push her! Mitchell, please believe me!" "Get off me! Do you even realize she's pregnant? You're trying to kill her! I should've left you in that school forever! How could I have such a cruel sister? Why don't you just die?" He flung my hand away and left, just like before, not once looking back. My face stung, but all I could hear was his voice echoing in my mind. "Why don't you just die?" That sentence merged with the nightmares of my days in school, where every moment felt worse than death.

“Harry, I get it. You are awfully unfamiliar with the concept of civilization, but that doesn’t mean you can just go around grabbing random women’s dresses to open rusty, contagious doors!” “You’re not a random woman.” He deadpanned. “You’re my sister.” “Exactly! Which makes it so much worse!” I shrieked. “I’m your sister! How dare you destroy my dress? What is wrong with you?” Harry just stared at me like I was the problem. Like I was the pain in the ass here. As if he wasn’t the one who committed full-blown fashion homicide just now. I gave him my deadliest glare. “Don’t. You. Dare. Say bullshit right now.”

As much as my sister was a powerful demon and witch, she was still a little girl. "I'll have a talk with Harry," Sassy said in a tone that told me the talk would include some very serious language. I shrugged. Whatever. My energy was already being sapped by lack of sleep, worry and anger. If Sassy wanted to give it a go, that was his prerogative.

"That's right! We want you to be an independent heroine of your own story!" "Madam, your loyal servant has finally arrived! Do you need an assistant? I can do anything, and whatever I can't, I'll learn. Please hire me!" "Harry said he wants to wear sibling outfits with you. Can't you grant his wish?" "I believe Harry will be a sister-obsessed man in the future. Just look at how eager he gets every time he's around Giselle. It's unbearable to watch." "I'm not the only one who noticed? He definitely has attention-seeker potential."

She slapped the two of them with what she ordered and dragged Aryah wantonly. "You shameless woman! You're even my sister! If I let you tease Jack! Now I won't allow you to be unharmed!" Harah shouted furiously. She really exploded with all the bad things her own sister did to her. She didn't quite think that she would still be able to steal the man she loved the most on a second time.

"Sister is too possessive, to the extent that Sister Sarra doesn't have time for herself." "He often forgets the doctor's messages," said Harry who heard what the doctor ordered, "how is your baby?" He approached his sister. "He is good and good, in a month he will be present in this world." Harry kissed his little brother on the head "I can't wait to be with them" he said. "Felix will be the leader later," said Sarra. They laugh together. Harry and Sarra decided to go home while Patricia refused to come, she still wanted to buy a jumpsuit for her future baby.

I resist the urge to roll my eyes. "You piece of shit! How dare you?!... Your sister is lying helpless in the Coven's clinic because of what you did to her, and you're here nonchalant and smiling!!!" I ignore her as I stare at the ball of fire displaying interestingly at the tip of my fingers. It seemed like I had no control over my body. A force more powerful within, is willing me to do the things I do. "You have suddenly gone mad Hermione! Do you hear me?! You have gone suddenly mad! How can you not care at all! Right this minute, you will go over to the clinic and repair whatever damage you did to her skin..." She rants on and on

I walked back toward the main hall, my heart pounding harder with every step. And then I saw her. My sister. Standing in the center of the room. She was smiling, happy and I was going towards her and almost immediately I froze! Because she wasn’t alone anymore, Her hand was wrapped around his arm. And this time… I could see his face clearly. My heart stopped. My breath caught. My entire world came trembling. Because the man I had just left in that room… Was her fiancé.

She was the kind of woman every man wants to marry and I never wanted to give her up. “Fine, hurry up and tell me what’s been happening,” I agree irritably. Something I strongly regret by the time they’re done talking. My sister is a mage, her magical powers inherited from my mother. Soren now wants us to cozy up to King Arlo and fucking Hilda is outside the camp, but her mate, the king, demands I make myself scarce before they’ll come in.