Harry Potter Marries His Mother Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Harry had lost his appetite. He was about dropping his fork when the soft voice of his mother came up. "Harry you're not getting younger any longer and Angel is growing so fast. She needs a mother. You need to give marriage a chance again. I hurt seeing my granddaughter growing without a mother" she said and she continued when Harry didn't reply.

"Mom, Dad. I'm so sorry." But Dad was shaking his head, Mom too. "Sweetheart," Mom said. "It's not." She sighed out some of her own sadness, the air heavy with it. "We both knew this day would come eventually." She smiled up at him, glittering tears making shining paths down her face. "Harry is immortal. I made him promise we would end our mating before I was too old."

His couldn't compare to Harry's, but he'd do for a brutal face fucking. Of course that was hours ago. Before Harry publicly announced his intent to divorce Lily's mom. Before his wife, Macy, found out about Harry and Lily. After that, Lily spent the rest of the night dancing with Harry, feeling like his princess. His baby girl. His. Were they getting everyone's blessing to be together? Fuck no. But what was she supposed to do if one of her mom's many husbands was irresistible and fucked like a sex god? Her mom would shake it off. The marriage had lasted barely a year. Harry was too much man for her anyway.

He questioned like a father who just learned his son was no better than a chimney while handling weed. Jackson shrugged, leaning backward and resting into the chair, a partial contemplation on whether or not to tell the truth going on in his brain. But it was Harry, after all, typical nice and calm Harry and he trusted him. In no time, he explained the ordeal with his mother and how it was the main reason they'd agreed to get married, but that was only his reason for going through with the contract marriage, he didn't know what Maria hoped to gain from it, another topic of discourse for another day. For a brief moment, Harry's composure slipped, his jaw dropped so did his shoulders before he

"I went to school but didn't get to see Vala, she wasn't in school today mother, neither did I see Ruthless and yesterday was the full moon, who knows what would have happened between the two or if he had marked her as his mate." "Blue my son," she began sitting beside him. "There is something I need to discuss with you." "Okay," "Just know that you mother can never mislead you," she said and he nodded. "I want you to marry a friend of mine who has the spell we can use to kill Ruthless." She told him. "No, if it is not Vala, I won't get married to anyone else. I love Vala and I want to marry only her." "But you haven't seen this friend of mine and besides don't you want Ruthless powers any m

his mother mused thoughtfully. "Far from it! Hanna Ortiz is nothing but a fraudster. So, prepare everyone who will be at this sham wedding. I don't want anyone from our family getting close to her. And I've also insisted she doesn't even think about lifting that veil. This isn't a real marriage; we don't need to fulfill everything." "You seem to hate her," his mother commented, thoughtfully. "Mother... You have no idea what she's done, especially to make me fulfill this agreement. After all, you know that if this marriage doesn't happen, it would be very beneficial for her. I doubt she even realizes that," Morgan said thoughtfully.

Violet sneered at me, "you're old. Past your prime. What man would want that? I'm young, pretty, and fertile. If Harry wants kids, I can give him as many as he wants. You'd be a geriatric pregnancy now. The child probably wouldn't even be healthy or smart." So, that was what Harry had cared about all along. But hadn't he said he would give up everything in the world for me? Hadn't he once whispered he wished the world would end so only the two of us would remain?

] “I’m fine. I just had a nightmare.” After a pause, I lifted my pale face. My voice sounded weak, carrying a hint of dependence and careful hesitation. “Eden… since we’re getting married, I… I want ten percent of the York family shares. Is that okay? I just… just want to feel secure.” Eden froze. I heard his inner voice roaring with fury. [This greedy idiot! She actually dares ask me for shares? Does she even deserve them?!] But the system’s cold voice rang out again.

You were the ones who insisted on me marrying him in the first place, so what gives you the right to say I'm undeserving of him now? Dad slapped me hard, so much so that I fell. "Heidi Talbot! Don't forget I was the one who raised you, and I sent you to school. I've not raised you to defy me!" Rosalie smiled, taking pleasure in my plight. Mom hesitated, but all she said was, "Heidi, since Ethan doesn't like you anyway, why don't you fulfill their wish to be together?" At that moment, I was thoroughly disappointed in my family. Feeling dejected, I got up and smiled bitterly. "As long as Ethan agrees to get a divorce, I'll gladly adhere. Whoever wants to be his wife can do so for all I care!"

I love the feeling of being used, of my mouth being nothing but a hole for his pleasure. Suddenly, a sharp ringtone cuts through the air. Tristan groans in frustration, his hips stilling for a split second. He doesn’t pull out, though. He reaches into his pocket with his free hand, checking the screen. I glance up; the name "Valeria" flashes on the display. My mother. He looks down at me, a wicked smirk playing on his lips. He shushes me, placing a finger over his mouth, then taps the button to answer.