Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Line Theft Fanfiction

'OH , I can do more than just stop you", Harry said with a dangerous glint in his eyes . His hands rolling the cuffs of his shirt so that his muscular forearm can be seen . I am sure things are going to get nasty if any of them choose this exact moment to say something , so this is my cue to take things over . "Hey guys, no need to get angry , why not we talk things over, right harry , Winston?" I step in between both of them ,my hands on harry's chest . I might've let my hands wander on the muscular planes of his rick-hard chest . I feel Harry's heartbeat quicken underneath my palm, so i let my hand falter by my side . I see harry smirking and eyeing me from my periphery and red hot heat ga

He looked at Debby, who couldn't withstand his heated gaze and dropped her face to the floor. "Come with me." Harry said to Debby and while he was about leaving, he whispered to Horace. "Compensate that lady for her gold necklace; I don't want people thinking I have thieves in living with me." Horace nodded and left to do his bidding. Harry took Debby to his study room and when she entered, Harry closed the door behind and turned to face her. "Times and times again, you have given me more reasons to dislike you, Debby." He said, walking slowly over to her side. "Why did you have to steal? It's not like you can't eat whatever you feel like eating in my house."

I wasn't sure what I expected when I suggested a movie night. Having Hollyn sit on the floor barely two feet away from the TV wasn't how I'd envisioned the night progressing, that was for damn sure. But her astonishment when I'd turned the movie on had curbed any desire I had to quash the joy lighting up her face. What the fuck are we going to do? I asked my brothers as Harry visited Diagon Alley for the first time on the screen. We need some straight fucking answers, Thane said. His mental voice was tight and hard. We can't keep her locked up in here, no matter how much each of us seems to want that.

He blew a white substance into the air and I almost jumped out of my skin when the elderly woman we watched leave earlier stood so close to us staring at kyle most scarily. “What the fuck,” I exclaimed as I quickly pulled kyle behind me and placed myself in a defense mode. “What do you want,” Harry asked the old woman while pointing a magical substance towards her. “She is mine,” the old woman said, her voice echoing over and over again “Sorry, she is mine now,” Harry said to her and before she could say another word, Harry broke something that look like an egg, and there was smoke everywhere. “Run, “ he said and I dragged kyle's hand as we started running deep into the woods.

"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

I bent the doorknob, checking in to see what was going on. To my surprise, two people were making out. I wanted to close the door and exit until something made me stop. The guy below the girl was wearing Harry's favorite shoe. I know it's his. No, it can be him. Harry can never do this. What the hell am I thinking? I shook my head off those thoughts to think straight but the girl turned her face to me with a smirk after noticing my presence. What the hell is she... God this whore can never change.

Harry replied. "Involves this?" He made a show of slicing his throat. "Nope. We're going to kidnap Saira from her house." Harry grinned. "And... How do you propose we do that?" George lifted a brow. "Leave it all to me." He shot his friend a secretive smile.

My food and drink were all dropped on the floor. Sophia placed her hand on my shoulder saying, "Let's go, Bella." I stood from the place and took the strawberry drink from Sophia's plate and poured it over Harry's head. He got mad and grasped my shirt collar and stared at me. I whispered, "Are you going to tear off my shirt? Well, Go on." Liam came out of nowhere and separated us saying, "What are you doing? Did you two forget that there's CCTV here?" Harry gave a death stare and left with his friends.

I suddenly remembered how Harry would always complain that the pepper was too much but still eat mine after finishing his own. A smile slowly spread across my lips. “You still remember this place?” I asked. “How can I forget?” Harry turned off the engine. “I passed here few days ago and immediately remembered you threatening to fight one senior because he stole your fries.” I gasped loudly. “He stole my food! I don’t remember,” I lied. Harry burst into laughter. “But you remember you almost poured your drink on his head.” “That’s because he deserved it.” We both laughed as we got out of the car and walked to one of the tables.

He’s still staring through me, as if I’m a ghost of every hope he ever buried. “You don’t believe me?” I ask, but there’s a tremor in my chest, a raw edge to my stubbornness. It’s one thing to outlast someone in a fight; it’s another to convince them their whole world has been a lie. “Kalen, Cassie showed me the book. The binding is old magic, older than the council or the packs. Blood, vows, and the moon. That’s all it takes.” He shakes his head, lips pressed so tight they’re nearly white. “Don’t do this to me, Lyla. Don’t give me a reason to believe in something I can’t have.” The inflection twists at the end, and I realize he’s not just angry—he’s terrified.