Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Is A Sniper Fanfiction

She faked a cry. "Shut up! I said shut up!" I raised my voice again and she sobbed like she was in pain. If anyone had been in my shoes, they would have fallen for her trap. But who she is kidding? I'm Harry, the legend of every girl's dream boy who never falls for another trap. "Listen, bitch!! If I ever see you cross my life, just consider you would lose everything. I mean it, So don't play with me ever." I warned and stormed out of the bar.

He wondered if Harry had some kind of supernatural ability or if there was another explanation for the strange occurrence. Harry sighed in frustration and tried to suppress the pain. He covered one eye with his hand and then opened it again. Instantly, one of Harry's eyes glowed with a fiery yellow hue. He groaned and struck the restroom mirror, causing it to crack. Arlo was startled by the noise and made a sound, alerting Harry to the fact that he was not alone in the restroom. Harry turned and moved closer to Arlo, intending to investigate the source of the noise. However, Arlo reacted much quicker and without making a sound. He swiftly moved to another location just as Harry checked where

“It seems that we need to talk. Both of you, get the fuck back in the room...NOW!” Harry snapped. Arianna knew Harry wouldn't shoot her, but she quickly complied. Just because he wouldn't shoot her didn't mean he wouldn’t hesitate to put a bullet between Pierce’s eyes.

Once I finally do, I stand up from the ground and aim my gun at Harry. It's a clear shot. All I need to do is just pull the trigger, and it'll be over. One bullet that will change anything So I do just that. Time stills as I spin the barrel of the gun, then place my finger on the trigger. Everything happens in slow motion. I pull the trigger, and the sound is deafening, but the shot is precise. It hits Harry's back, and I see the bullet sink into his fur and down his skin. Time goes back to normal, and Oliver pushes Harry's wolf away from him and scrambles up to his feet, looking injured and disheveled.