Harry Potter Finally Snaps Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Harry says. "It is not good enough for me! I want you to convince him! If he does not marry me in three days, you will die. I will keep this spell on you until Xavier is my husband," I say. I let go of him, and I kicked away his knife. I kept my grip on him until we left the house to return to the club. I walk in front of Harry. It does not look too good. I know it is because of the pain of the spell. However, the next moment, I fell to the ground. I feel the burning of the knife in my back.

"Can you stop lying to me?! Please, I'm begging you!" He paused, but soon hugged me again. "What are you talking about? I never lied to you, silly!" I felt a choking sensation in my throat, and at that split second, I felt no more curiosity. "Fine! Then I'm breaking up with you!" I snapped as I turned to leave. Andy didn't chase after me after that, and I knew he couldn't keep pretending anymore.

He frowned, opened his messaging app, and saw the same messages he had sent three days ago, begging me to come forward and donate bone marrow to Kelly. I could not respond, of course. He tapped on my social profile and froze when he saw the picture I had posted 13 days back. There I was, on top of a snow-capped mountain with the sunrise behind me. The caption was short and sweet—[Happy third anniversary.] His hand shook as if he had only just remembered that 13 days ago was our third anniversary. He stared at the photo for a long moment before going back to the chat to type a message. [Vanessa, you've done this to yourself. The three days are up. As of today, I won't pay another dime for you

“But keep in mind, honey... this is a young virgin here. He won't last long, will you Harry? Especially not after you've had two girls sucking your cock today. A stepmother and daughter combo? That only happens in comically bad p**n films, doesn't it? Lucky little boy...” “I'm a believer now!” Harry gushed, putting his hands onto the back of Gwen's head to drive his cock in farther. She gagged instantly. Coughing slightly. “Dude, Harry what the fuck!” She spat, wiping down her mouth. “You trying to impale me on this fucking lamp post?!”

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"

But I don’t have to hide here, with him: My lover and toy. “Please, A stór—arrgh— I’m sorry!" Harry wails, so pretty scary, I want to fuck his throat already. “Shhh.” Yanking his hair, I press a finger to his lips. “I’m not your treasure. I’m your king.” Harry’s body flushes. Barely breathing, blinking. With the way his pupils dilate, I’m almost scared he’ll pass out. His head tilts, enough to call a nod. “Y-Yes..”

This is the first time I’ve heard her laughing. Harry isn’t even that funny. Just when I think I’ve seen it all, Harry clears his throat dramatically. “O CPU so fast, so bold, You heat my lap, yet never cold. Your fan doth scream, your ports do blink, My love for RAM? Stronger than you think. You crashed, I cried, I fixed your drive, With every update, we both survive.” What the fuck is this? Harry’s out here doing sonnets now? But that’s not what hits me in the gut. Not the poem. Not even the fact that she’s laughing.

~FLASHBACK AUTHOR'S POV “ Sit still, Harry! ” Sia grunted for the nth time to Harry, who was moving his hand too much and was whining like a baby. Sia had hardly managed to convince him to come to her apartment and let her tend to his wound. He being Harry, had almost ate her brains out just to get inside her apartment. Now here these two were, in the apartment engaged in a cold war.