Harry Potter Kills Himself Fanfic Novels & Stories

Dear Harry Styles, We ended it. I just don't know what went wrong, how it went wrong he told me that I was all a bet that it was to just a show. I don't even know what to write in this journal anymore all this time this book was about him, I hate him from the bottom of my heart I hate him so much that I can't even shout I can't even scream at him. I didn't realise how much I fell for him for the past two years, was I honestly nothing for him ?! All I did was love him and this is what I get in return ? I am writing this tell you Harry that I won't be continuing this because I need to get over him. So see you soon Harry.

He exclaimed desperately, "My life and the Ninth Mountain is in your hands now! I'm willing to die for you if you spare me!" "Your life is in my hands, right? Then, die right now," Sebastian said coldly. Harry shuddered in fear before he got to his feet in a futile attempt to run. However, Sebastian scoffed and raised his hand. There was one last bullet in his hand, and he threw it at Harry's retreating figure. There was a loud whoosh and a flash of gold as the bullet flew at Harry and buried itself deep in the back of his head. Harry fell to the ground with a thud as blood pooled around his body. He had died so suddenly that his eyes had frozen wide open in horror.

And both are impossibilities. Kael killed Harry. I wasn't there, but I heard the tale. How Harry had lost himself, how he'd tried to kill me, how Kael had had no choice but to bring him down. The pack had been quiet about the details, not wanting to traumatize me further if they could help it, but the result was clear. Harry was dead. So who was at the creek?

I took her to bed and buried myself in her until dawn. It should have cleansed me. It didn’t. No matter how many times I drove into her, no matter how she clawed at my back and begged for more, it didn’t erase the image of indigo eyes staring into the camera as if he could see me through it. Helena finally slept, satisfied…….I didn’t. —- I had tried to kill the stupid human again this week. That is the part that burns the most. I, Xander Nightfall, heir to the Nightfall pack, trained from adolescence in the art of silent death, failed.

From it came a wave of power that turned air to ash, ripping through armor and shadow alike. I joined her, not as a protector, but as her equal, her mate, her storm twin. For every enemy that came, ten more fell. Blood painted the stones, but we did not waver. We were cleansing this place of its lies. And then, in the final moment of clarity before chaos returned, Harry made his last, desperate command. "Kill them both!" he screamed, madness dripping from every syllable. His voice echoed through the arena like a curse, triggering the last wave of killers he had held in reserve. I looked at Samantha. She looked at me. We nodded. If this was the end, we would meet i

I reminded Marco in a whisper. "Of course, I don't hit women. But I'll make sure to make your life as miserable as hell. If you ever think of acting smart and doing anything dumb, I promise I'll kill every one of you, starting with your brother. You will come to know what pain is, so you better dry your tears, my precious wife," he declared. I remained silent, my chest heaving repeatedly with anger. "I hate you, Marco," I muttered under my breath. He pulled my chin to meet his gaze. "Would you look at that, we already have something in common."

Matty continued talking to himself, “Cloud did as he was told. He didn’t have any regard for his partnership with his partner at all, nor did he think of a way to save his partner. He actually killed his own partner with his own hands! “Don’t you think such a person is heartless, cold-blooded, and selfish? He’s so selfish and cold-blooded that he would even sacrifice others just so that he could live!” After Matty was done speaking, he thought that he would get everyone’s support and righteous indignation. Unexpectedly, there was only dead silence inside the carriage. Harry had a cold, languid, and indifferent look in his eyes. The smile in his eyes revealed an unprecedented hint of loneline

Harry thought in panic as he tried to escape the two beasts that bore down on him, his friends couldn’t do anything to save him and Theo was weak. Theo watched as they grabbed Harry with his cloth which was already burning, Harry screamed in pain as the pain was unbearable, the beasts were trying to burn him alive. The hellhound that dipped his hand into his heart tried to remove the dagger but it proved abortive. The death of Carly flashed through Theo’s head, he remembered the promise of revenge for her death and now he was about to lose Harry. Tremendous anger surged through Theo, his eyes sparked blue and his veins sprouted out, they showed vividly on his body…

His words felt like nails scratching in my head, increasing my irritation and anger both, “You are dumber than me. Do you really think that you can get to Alessio by harming me?” Harry shook his head with a wide grin, “No. He is going to lose his mate to a tragedy. Then maybe he will go mad. Maybe he will go in depression. Whatever the case will be, we will enjoy it and have fun.” “Oh my god…” I groaned, cringing, “seriously? Do you think this is some kind of TV drama where you can take over the reign of a nation by killing a girl that hero is paired with?” Harry narrowed his eyes. “You don’t need to be concerned about that.”

Of course, there was underlying bitterness which he failed to hide, but all I did was nod. “She is the only good thing left in my life,” I said. “And even though I may not be a good addition to what was once a perfect life, I hope to somehow fill the hole that I have created.” “To fill that hole, Livy would have to die in Kelse’ memories,” Harry said, his voice eerily low and emotionless. “Are you going to completely erase Kelse’ memories of her mother?” I looked at him like he was crazy. “What the fuck are you saying?” I asked. “Why the hell would I do something like that?”