Harry Potter Inheritance Test Fanfiction Novels & Stories

She rubbed her temples, "Even though I grew up in the family, I'm not my dad's real daughter. Madeline poisoned my dad and did other evil things. She's bound to end up in jail for the rest of her life. She can't get married or have children. And I don't want Madeline to get married. Any man who marries Madeline is ruining his life. But Madeline has to leave an heir to the family. I have no choice." Hunter showed a complicated look in his eyes. "Actually, you feel guilty if you or your kids inherit everything from the family because you are not Harry's daughter. Am I right?" Sydney looked up at Hunter. Her lips parted. After quite a while, she admitted, "Yes, you're right. I don't like to tak

“Then correct her if she starts lying.” “Do not speak to your mother like she is your enemy.” “Then both of you should stop treating the truth like mine.” Dad rubbed his palm over his face and said nothing more. I looked at Mom. “What did I inherit?” “You inherited Daniel’s wolf line.” “And yours?” “You inherited markers from mine.” “That sounds like a laboratory report.” “It is difficult to know how much magical ability passes to a child. Witch inheritance does not behave as predictably as wolf inheritance.” “Did I inherit magic?”

"It's not merely a force you command, girl. It's woven in you, guarding you. Concealing you. From me." She edged nearer once more, but wary this time, orbiting me like a researcher with a scarce, risky sample. "I can't track your blood. Can't follow your sorcery's strand. It's... veiled. On purpose." A gradual, disturbing grin brushed her mouth, the initial feeling I'd caught. "This ain't random luck. This is an inheritance. A concealed one." She faced Holloway, who still eyed me with a blend of anger and fresh, hungry wonder.

“This place belongs to your boyfriend’s family.” “What?” I asked, feeling my body tense. Harry tilted his head and took a cigarette from the inner pocket of his coat. “That son of a bitch didn’t lie about being an heir—actually, I think that was the only truth he told you. But he’s not inheriting companies; he’s inheriting a branch of a mafia family.” “This… this… can’t be true. Mr. Harris is an heir, and he and Daniel—” I stammered, trying to make sense of it all, but nothing seemed to add up in my head.

"Thank God you were so pigheaded. Otherwise, I might've actually married you—a fraud. "Now, even if you got down on your knees and begged me to marry you, I wouldn't be interested. The man I'm marrying is Arthur. He's the real heir to the Harrison family. As for you—" She looked me up and down, her eyes filled with contempt. "No matter how capable you think you are, you're still getting thrown out." My mom let out a cold snort. "Look at you now. If you'd just listened to us from the start, you wouldn't have ended up with everyone turning against you."

For a moment, Harry's smile faltered, but he quickly recovered and agreed. He had spent seven years carefully setting a trap and playing his part, enduring everything. In the end, he got nothing. That was why he had gone mad, colluded with his female friend to destroy me in the cruelest way ever, and driven my parents to desperation so he could claim everything he had coveted. There was no way I was going to let him get away with it. A mudball should stay in the bottomless swamp where it belonged.

Gaspare continued watching me with that same half-smile. The broken glass cut into my palm. The blood flowing from my hand pulled my crumbling sanity back from the edge. I dropped the bottle. Gaspare nodded with satisfaction. "I knew you'd be more sensible than she was." … After that day, I stopped resisting. I accepted every arrangement Gaspare made for me. I was just a fake heiress with a borrowed name in the Toscano family, so trying to take down Gaspare on my own was impossible. I had no power, no resources.

"Stay away from Harry! He’s my mate, and I’m the descendant of the former Alpha! In fact, he should be the Alpha, and I should be the Luna of this pack!” “You’re not the real descendant of the former Alpha, Teresa.” I stepped forward. “No! You seduced Harry, and now you still have him obsessed over you? We’re having a pup together.” I pulled out a document I had prepared earlier. It was a blood test. It proved Teresa was not of the former Alpha’s bloodline. The document she had presented to everyone before was altered. She had faked her identity as a former Alpha’s descendant to claim the inheritance, so that she could have Harry.

Erik let go of the blade, the students and staff watched as the sword was dropping to the ground, but as suddenly as it appeared, it disappeared in thin air before hitting the ground. "And fourth, we have Slytherin. Salazar had one male heir, that he disowned just years after he finished his magic education, and quoting the man, himself, 'the little bastard is a power hungry bigot of a disappointment', and so, is his last will, he reaffirmed the disown of his son, and left all his possessions to his goddaughter, Susan Sally Ravenclaw, his only true heir. Any other that claims that is a liar." That seemed to agitate some older students from Slytherins. One of them even yelled.

She looked at me with a pause and groaned in anger-" I hate liers!!!! But will let it go this time as you are the little princess. Bring me the wand and your friends can go" I replied in panic-" I am telling you the truth I don't have it" She replied-" My dear princess, other than you, no one can behold the power of the wand. You ran the Macdulf bloodline and according to the prophecy you are the next heir" I replied-" But headmaster took it from me" She turned her evil face backward towards my friends who were lying on the ground unconscious and replied-" You have two hours!!! Bring me the wand or they shall die"