Harry Potter Is Adopted By The Founders Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My body is racked with uncontrollable sobs. I sit up and lean over. The phone presses into my ear, the voices of my chosen brothers on the other line. They are the heirs to the Obsidian Pact, the men who have made me feel so safe in desperate times. “I-I,” my voice is barely coherent. I choke the words out, “I just found out that I’m adopted…I have no family.”

Harry paused as the look in his eyes turned increasingly greedy. He took a step forward and stared at my parents, not holding back his words at all, "Besides, you promised me before that you'll give me this house. Transfer the house to my name right now, and I'll take good care of you. I'll cook and clean for you just like before. Otherwise, don't even think that I'll do anything for you!" "No way!" My father started yelling as he pointed at Harry's nose while trembling. "Sandra and I worked hard all our lives for this house. Why should we give it to you? You're just a liar, and we were blind to have accepted you as our godson!"

he said. My brows furrowed. “Do you suddenly care about me?” “If you have a scar on your face from Caelthorn–” I rolled my eyes. Of course, this was still about his pack. “Your reputation will be ruined. I understand.” *** “That was the best thing I ever watched!” Harry exclaimed. Harry was one of the cooks. He was actually from a Beta family that had been framed and exiled, and then ended up here with his parents in the Caelthorn pack.

"We don't do things for reward around here. I pulled a little boy out of the water once, long ago. He grew up fine, made it into a good school, except we couldn't afford to send him." "If you really want to thank me, help get this boy through college." The young man standing beside him had dark skin and the brightest eyes I'd ever seen. The moment I looked at him, something kicked in my chest, a recognition I couldn't explain. He rubbed the back of his neck. "Hey, um... hi." My heart was hammering. I took him to get a paternity test the same afternoon. He was my son. When the results came in, we held each other and cried until we couldn't breathe.

HARRY'S POV "No one wants this relationship more than I do... But you know Harry.." Another gulp of wine went down my throat, the kick harsh, just like the thorny realities of this place, this place I hated most. Mark broke up with me because I had to fulfill my duty as heir of the Dog Clan, the weakest clan in the supernatural world. Come to this royal supernatural school and learn the prestigious ways of the supernatural beings and gain some skills and more importantly connection. 'Chuckles.'

I would forever remember what happened in order for me never to do it again. How else would I learn the consequences of such an act? I wasn’t sure Anja and Leander’s glamour of the pack would have worked, but I must say that I was surprised that it did. Anja even put the glamour over Harry so that he wouldn’t remember what happened to him. I was thankful for that; the last thing anyone wants is for that little boy to grow up remembering how he was killed then brought back to life. This vampiric spell also had people believing that Harry was born from Bastian and Lilly. Even little Harry will think they’re his birth parents. I wondered how that would work when Bastian and Lilly haven’t been t

Draco held out his hand for Finlay who shyly put his small hand on Draco's big one. "This is Finlay. From today onwards he's my adopted son," Draco declared and Fiona gaped at him in shock. With all these shocks she might end up with a mini heart attack.

"Harry, stop talking." Carwyn Levi lowered his voice. The always obedient Harry shook his head firmly and replied, "No! Harry wants his mother and Uncle Levi to get along! Harry wanted to tell his mother that Uncle Levi did everything. Uncle Levi really wants you back, can you forgive him?" Grainne knew Harry liked Carwyn Levi very much, she also knew Harry wanted Carwyn Levi to be his father. Looking at Harry's determined gaze, Grainne felt a little softened. She didn't have the heart to upset Harry again. "Okay, I'll forgive you!" Grainne didn't have the aura he'd imagined.

One stupid woman even said she would willingly give herself to him and make babies with him if he just gave her a glance. I also found out that he was the infamous Morgan Wright, the CEO of Wright Corporation and the heir to the Wright Empire. Before my uncle finished making his call, the whispers around me had already given me a vague impression of the handsome man, and I had also come to the conclusion; he was an arrogant jerk.

She slammed the mug onto the table, rushed over, and snatched the phone from my hand so roughly her nails nearly tore my skin. “Are you sick, Lucas Barner?” She locked the screen at once. Her eyes reddened as outrage flooded her voice. “You went through my phone, and you think you have the right to question me?” I pointed at the adoption book on the table, my hand shaking despite myself. “I’m asking you who that pinned contact is. And why is your best friend's son adopted as my son?” Sophia drew a sharp breath. Tears spilled down her cheeks. “Noah’s mother was Grace Spencer. She was my best friend in college. She died suddenly and left behind nothing but a letter and her son.”