Harry Potter Gets His Health Fixed Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

“That is... if nothing bad happens before he manages to regenerate his heart…” Zaha's whisper made Harriet's heart sink. All of the recent events, and the real danger of Sorcery suddenly frightened Harriet. She took a deep breath and tried to regain her courage again. They had come this far… she didn't want anything to go to waste. She didn't want to lose Liam to outside interruptions after they managed to find a way to heal. Is there no way to speed up the process…? “Umm… Madam Duchess…” a teenage boy's voice came from behind Harriet.

Chapter 49 I was ready to leave for the hospital when I saw Lilly and Luna giving Harry a full makeup session. “Oh my days.” I burst out laughing the moment I saw him. Harry was sitting on the small pink chair with his long legs crossed awkwardly. He had a plastic crown tilted on his head, bright blush dusted heavily across his cheeks, and thick red lipstick smeared slightly outside his lips. I laughed harder, bending forward and holding my stomach. “Uncle Harry didn’t say he needed a makeover, did he?” I stood in front of them, wiping the corner of my eye.

“Oh, Earnest, yes! A thousand times, yes!” He slid the ring onto my finger, and it fit perfectly, a tangible testament to the love I felt. He stood, and I threw my arms around his neck, burying my face in his chest, my tears of happiness soaking his suit jacket. The gymnasium erupted in cheers, a wave of applause washing over us. Earnest held me tightly, his heart beating in sync with mine, a rhythm of pure, unadulterated love. In that moment, bathed in the glow of our perfect love story, I felt an absolute, unshakable certainty. My dreams had come true. My fairytale had begun.

"Please forgive me," Harry pleaded. I crossed my arms, letting out a cold, humorless laugh. "Aren't you afraid that going back on your own curse will bring you bad karma?" I slammed the door in his face, but he refused to leave. "Stop being so petty. I already got rid of Violet. What else do you need me to do? You forgave me every other time. Why not this time? I was just playing around with those women. I never loved any of them. I only love you."

he said. Soon, Harry wrote a guarantee and went to Jerry’s bed. Harry bowed and apologized to Jerry, saying, “I am so sorry! It’s all my fault. Please forgive me!” Mia interrupted, “Enough! Enough! Harry you have completed it. Save some dignity. Let’s leave here.” Frank’s POV: While speaking, Mia hurriedly went forward to hold Harry. Then, he hobbled out of the ward. Harry is seriously injured but we didn’t dare to stay in this hospital for treatment. So, we were hurriedly brought back Harry to another hospital.

“But it’s over now. Nico’s back home again. I think that’s all that matters.” “And he’s doing a little better?” I asked fretfully. I knew that I shouldn’t have been pushing so hard, but I just needed to know. When I thought of that little boy all caught up in that cluster of IVs, it made my heart ache. I wasn’t even his mother, and I felt this keen urge to protect him. I couldn’t imagine what it must have been like for the people who were actually his parents. “He’s doing a little better,” Harry replied, and he covered his mouth as he yawned. “Sorry. I’m wiped. I’m going home after this. I just wanted to see you first.”

I asked him with furrowed brows but he just glares at me as if he can't believe I was asking him a question. "Are you fucking high? Put it on your empty brain." Harry replied with a taunting voice and then he suddenly kneels on the ground, he opens the band-aid and put it on my knee. I gasped when I noticed the wounds on my knee, I almost forgot about it. "Thank you," I said shyly. "Tsk!" He replied before standing up and then he starts walking away from me, I couldn’t help but frown staring at him walking down the street.

I asked as she snatched the paper and shoved it into her skirt and covered it with her top. The door creaked open, and there the Healer was standing, feeling excited. “There’s a lot of good news. Alpha Harry survived, Kieran is awake, and somehow Lord Potter managed to return to the land of the living.” The Healer’s words were soothing, and truth be told, I was overwhelmed by the news of Kieran’s return to the land of the living. “Lord Potter is alive. That means he’s going to fight again.” I needed no soothsayer to tell me that Lord Potter wouldn’t want to exact his revenge on Alpha Harry for what he did to him.

“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.