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He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

He looked more repulsive than I ever thought possible. When I slapped him, I could sense his mind reset as he raced down the steps and left the room in haste. “How are you?” I asked, examining her properly. I was worried she might have been hurt by his sudden actions. “I’m alright. That asshole thought he could just do what again? Ugh!” She spat, shrugging off the part of her body where his hands had touched. “So disgusting! He’s probably lost it—he’s going insane,” she snapped, adjusting the top layer of her dress to cover her exposed cleavage. I guess that was what prompted Harry’s outrageous behaviour. What if I hadn’t shown up just in time? I doubt there would even be a wedding if Aaron

"Harry is simply a pathetic person who can't get over the mistakes of his father. He's helped us out in achieving the destruction that we wanted. Now that Robin and Andrew have broken up, you will show up as the knight in shining armour and save your pretty damsel in distress. Who knows, she might just fall in love with you." The noise in the cafeteria got worse and I struggled to hear them and take the video recording without them noticing, so I leaned closer to get a better view of them. "How do you plan to do that?" "We've both only done all these things indirectly. Harry's been the one doing all the hard work, it's pretty easy to throw him into the lake of fire now. The day after tomorro

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

He wiped his eyes nervously with the back of his forearm, trying to dry his tears. "I don't know. Maybe I'm too young. Maybe she thought I wasn't good enough. I guess she wanted to get rid of me so badly that she found a way to..." BANG. Harry's body had flown backward, propelled by Black's violent punch. "What was that!?" shouted Wayne at the Mad One. "That kid's talking shit," grumbled Black as he walked toward Harry. Once he reached him, he leaned forward and spat beside the young man. "Get yourself together."

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.