Harry Potter Hacker Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"Fuck off, Harry. Forget it. Go back to your harem. I don't want to make the same mistake over and over. The acceptance in his gaze terrified her more than rejection ever could. "But you will anyway, won't you? Fuck, I'm an idiot. What have you been thinking of me this whole time, Lil? I'm yours, yours alone. I paid your mom to help me blend in so that I could hide in plain sight, Lily. It's not a love marriage. It's an arrangement. The 'harem' you think I'm fucking? They're assassins sent by a mafia king. Daddy's on the run, Lil. That's why I didn't—" Harry blurted out the surreal truth. He'd never hidden his past as a mafia assassin from her, but she didn't know he was running. In danger.

“So, what do you want me to do to the girl now?” “I do not know, but she is researching werewolves, and I saw Herbert’s face on her laptop. His picture is in my house, Alex. She is smart, and…” “Chill. Did she eat the cookies?” I pause when she questions, then I mouth a “no.” “Keep playing with fire, Hiram, and one day, you will find what you are looking for. It is either you tell her, or you keep hanging by a thread because she will find out one day, especially when you do not do the things I ask.”

Eva scolded him with a frown on her face. “Who told you I don't have a job? I'm one of the top world ranking hackers that is highly sorted out for and hired for different jobs. I have lots of skill.” Harry proudly boasted over the phone to Eva who just rolled her eyes at him. Harry was currently one of the highest paid and fastest hackers in the world that Eva knew. Armed with a fountain of knowledge in computer science and engineering, he graduated at the top of his classes. Passing college with flying colors and endless achievements, she couldn’t believe he entered the shady world of hacking, instead of putting his degree into good use.

Then back at her. Absolutely not. Harry was my younger cousin. Twenty-three. Rich, reckless, and had the attention span of a goldfish. He’d been kicked out of two colleges for fighting, and last I heard he was “investing” in crypto by day and racing motorcycles by night. He flirted with anything that breathed and left a trail of crying girls behind him. And Shula, my Shula, who blushed at the word ‘virgin’, was practically vibrating at the sound of his name.

asked Harry as nothing happened, he is so cool about that but Arria is getting more and more irritated, but she took a long sigh and asked, "did you rape her?" "I did, what that Allen did to my Anna, she loves to see others in pain and now, I gave her, what she wants and at the same time, what she made my Anna feels like," Harry said without even looking at Arria, he is only looking at his laptop screen.

His crimson eyes burned brighter, and the shadows bent closer, eager to obey. “Soon,” he whispered. “Soon she will be mine.” His lips curved into a wicked smile, and I wasn’t there, I felt the echo of his thoughts. If she dares to doubt, I will bind her. If she dares to resist, I will break her. But she will not leave me. Not alive. And with that, Harry prepared his own trap. Not for Jason. Not for Kael. But for me.

Before Harry can complete his words, a comment from a fan catches his eye. ‘This Harry is so disgusting and shameless. I can’t believe that he’s behind everything that’s happening and still dares to trick us. Everyone, go and check the post uploaded by the Actor’s Chasing Clout blog.’ Harry freezes, and his eyes flash with mixed expressions that include disbelief and petrification.

My heart raced with anticipation as I walked through the dimly lit halls of Hogwarts. The stones felt cold beneath my feet, but I barely noticed, too consumed by the butterflies fluttering in my stomach. Today was the day. Finally, after months of flirting, stolen glances, and lingering touches, Harry and I would be together. I smoothed down my black robes, hoping I looked alluring. Underneath, I wore a lacy red bra and panty set I'd purchased in Diagon Alley, just for this occasion. My skin tingled with excitement at the thought of Harry's hands roaming over my curves, stripping away the flimsy lace.

I bent the doorknob, checking in to see what was going on. To my surprise, two people were making out. I wanted to close the door and exit until something made me stop. The guy below the girl was wearing Harry's favorite shoe. I know it's his. No, it can be him. Harry can never do this. What the hell am I thinking? I shook my head off those thoughts to think straight but the girl turned her face to me with a smirk after noticing my presence. What the hell is she... God this whore can never change.

I mean, would it be better if he hated everyone? Cam- I suppose not. Anyway, tell me how the tracking spell goes. I’ll be keeping my fingers crossed for you. Good luck! Oh, there she goes. I guess she isn’t quite ready to believe that Harry might actually be genuine in his attentions just yet. Poor guy. It’s not his fault that he’s an Incubus. It is true that a lot of Incubi do cheat on their partners, but that’s usually only the ones who are jerks and enjoy making people fall for them. Harry might sleep around a lot (although not so much recently) and he is definitely an incorrigible flirt, but he never lies or pretends to have feelings. He doesn’t lead anyone on or leave them with false im