Harry Potter Marries His Mother Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

For a while, neither of us spoke. Then he said quietly. "I know you're angry." I looked away. "You should be." Silence. "But I need you to know one thing." I looked at him. His eyes were serious. "I married you because of you, Maddie." My heart moved slightly. Not enough to forgive. But enough to listen. "You are not your mother's replacement." He stepped closer. "You are not a responsibility." A pause. "You are the woman I chose." I didn't answer. Because I didn't know if I believed him yet.

She was awakening; the fire that burned so deep inside of me was beginning to flare. “Love?” I heard myself saying. “There’s no such thing as love…” “Give me a chance to prove you wrong. Marry me.” “You’re kidding,” I choked out a laugh, staring down at the ring that was only inches from my finger. “I’m not.” “I can’t marry you, Jonathan,” I told him, laughter still in my tone. After everything I knew about “love”, what my mother went through when she married my father, love didn’t exist. After all these years of not seeing Jonathan, and now having him stand before me and ask me to be his luna. It was surreal. None of it felt real.

My mother took my hand and walked out, but when I got outside the door I just threw my mother's hand away. "Mother, please stop your crazy behavior!" I shouted to her, "Harry won't be waiting for you outside the castle at all!" You're just fantasizing!" Harry was my father's beta wolf, and he had served my father. Although he generally respects my mother, he is definitely not going to become as dysfunctional as my mother! At this moment a familiar voice was heard close by. "Caroline, what are you doing?"

This was not a stranger's name. The arrangement was supposed to be a transaction. A name she did not know, a city she had never visited. She prepared for a stranger. Freya had not given her a stranger. She stared at the black ink. She had spent two years deliberately avoiding those letters. "Well?" Freya asked. Aurora forced her lungs to work. She kept her face blank. She was twenty-two and knew how to hide things. "He married my mother," Aurora said. The words sounded flat. They needed to sound flat.

Harry says. "It is not good enough for me! I want you to convince him! If he does not marry me in three days, you will die. I will keep this spell on you until Xavier is my husband," I say. I let go of him, and I kicked away his knife. I kept my grip on him until we left the house to return to the club. I walk in front of Harry. It does not look too good. I know it is because of the pain of the spell. However, the next moment, I fell to the ground. I feel the burning of the knife in my back.

How could it be when he had already arranged a marriage, but Harry again refused, "She must have had another man, she thought you must be dead." "No way, Sarra only loves me," Harry said confidently as he stood up to leave Paula. "If you choose then I will shoot myself." And that sentence could stop Harry's steps even though he didn't turn at Paula. "I won't let you and Patricia marry into Zoku's lineage, ever!" said Paula firmly. Harry saw his fists clenched. Argghh He had never been this angry. Why did his mother forbid him? What happened to him? Everything becomes an unsolvable puzzle by him.

“Because your weakness is being too tolerant. You are identical to your mother. Your cold exterior only covers up a heart that longs for love.” Harry smirked sarcastically, it turned out Dad also knew this. But what's the use of just knowing? Dad never cared about him, but just cruelly killed his young soul every day. He looked down at his hands clasped together to hide his complicated emotions, "Dad, do you ever love me?" “Harry, your mother and I have never loved each other. The marriage between me and her was only forced by circumstances, just like your appearance in this world was just an unexpected incident.”

Olena let out a long sigh. After the death of his mother, Harry moved out and rarely went back. She thought that Madam scheduled the marriage for some reason, and now the marriage was also settled. But she didn't expect Harry's face darkened. "I'll find her." Olena, "..." Olena was even more disconsolate. They were not like husband and wife at all. They were completely strangers. Harry picked up the coat on the back of the sofa, put it on, and went out.

she growls out and lifts her hands to cover her face when she starts crying again, “He could fix it, but he’d rather not. He’d rather just fuck other women and then come back to me so he can keep squeezing all the love and life out of me. I want him to feel hurt too, at least ONCE.” I look at my mom and for the first time all I see is… a brat. A brat throwing a tantrum. Maybe I’m just a bimbo doll with daddy issues who doesn’t know shit about life, but is it really that bad if Harry told her about his situation since the beginning and she agreed to marry him? Also, she said that their love just has been growing with the years. That’s not how marriage usually works, so they should consider th

She told me, "The Hagrid family is currently in a powerful position. They can help our family get back on our feet. Ron was willing to marry you when our family was having a very difficult time. You should be grateful." I then told my mother that I didn't want to marry him at all. She responded, "Silly girl, even if you didn't want to, you did. You're his wife now. You two are a married couple. You should adapt yourself to his lifestyle. No matter how difficult life may be after marriage, you should just endure it. It'll pass." My mother wanted me to endure it, so I tried. However, after that, I didn't just endure the violence once or twice. It happened countless times.