Harry Potter Gringotts Inheritance Fanfiction Dumbledore Bashing Daphne Novels & Stories

Chapter One. WRONG FEELINGS. Daphne's POV. “Do you like what you see?” Gabriel asked, holding his cock in his hand. My heart shook as I glanced at it. I gulped, my body vibrating to the thump of my heart. “Now, take off your clothes and get on the bed.” he said, stroking his cock. “You don't want to keep this little boy waiting.” “T–This isn't right.” I stuttered, shaking my head. “You are my sister's mate. So, I can't do this with you. Please, let me go.”

"I'll copy down the spells and will bring it back at our next practice." Daphne's lips curled into a smile. "No, Kalyssa. This is yours." "What? No!" I stammered. "You don't have to give this to me. I can't take this from you. It's too precious." Daphne wrapped my arms around the book and pushed it to my chest, looking into my eyes. "Princess, it was the grimoire of your pack. I think it may have belonged to your grandmother since she was one of the senior witches, but I'm not sure."

“It costs too much to feed. And if there are pups … ” He shrugged. “A bit like you, dear sister,” Daphne said, insultingly. She began to fan herself vigorously with yet another precious heirloom, her hazel eyes alight with malice. Rising slowly, as if in a dream, Miriam turned to face the mercenary. “Do what you will with me,” she said.

"Making me your cousin." "Y-You... You don't have golden eyes." Nicole chuckled, waving a hand in front of her face. The blue vanished, revealing gold. Daphne gasped as the blue returned once she blinked. "Easy magic," she said. "I swore an oath to ensure your return to where you belong, where your ancestors have ruled for centuries... I understand you have no reason to trust me, but I only have your interest at heart." Daphne worried her lip, glancing at the coffins.

I said with all the conviction I could muster. Madame Lux gave me a said smile and stood. "I'm going to fill Daphne a bath and we will get her washed up." she added standing but Daphne pulled away from my embrace. "No we need to look up that symbol on the grimoire and make a plan." she said as Madame Lux looked at her lovingly and smiled.

"Daph, don't be mean, but I just want to know. Why don't you want Treyton to borrow money?" Daphne bowed. "I can't. If I'm ashamed of you, I'm three times ashamed of your brother. You know I wouldn't go into debt if I had one. I just really need this week, b-because I don't want Uncle Alfred to hurt my Mom again. I-I feel sorry for my Mom. I-I'm hurt." Daphne's tears started to fall and she immediately wiped them away. "Tomorrow, go to Dream Builders, I have saved some money in my bank account and since I have a file there, go with me to the bank to take care of the money transfer--"

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

"Why are you so paranoid, Aunty? Worried that I might have told him to kick you out?" "You wouldn't dare. I knew coming back here for that birthday dinner, you already had a sinister plan brewing in your head. I know you still yearn for the company and your inheritance. You even brought your husband to sway your father. But Hermione, just give up. You threw everything away when you chose to defile yourself and turn your father against you. So just let Tony and I live in peace." Daphne sneered. Hermione let out a dry laugh, head tilting to gaze briefly at the ceiling before snapping back to Daphne coldly.

Daphne doesn't realize the power it carries or she would have used it to her advantage. Although, I was part of the board, I wanted to somehow protect Daphne. I didn’t want to see her hurt or in pain. “Are you sure that’s a good idea?” I croaked. “And why wouldn’t it be a good idea?” The granddaughter snapped. “You think she’ll cut her hair and hand it over to you?” “It’s not like she knows what we’re using it for. Plus, I’m sure she loves her scholarship so much,” Sir Henshaw shrugged.

“ Oh my world, Jaden, who would have thought you were the one? How could you ditch your uncle's burial for something so fragile?” He glowered at me. “ Do you think this is something fragile? You fucking sucker. You took her from me, you took her and everything from me, what do you think you were doing! I had to act when I found out she had a rich father, I had to show him that I loved her and I did love her” Don Dawson's hands went over his mouth, running in a thin line. “ You surely do look like shit. Always talking shit that doesn't make sense, you think Daphne loves you? You think so?”