Harry Potter Neglected Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“There, just sent you one. This one is an angsty Harry/Zayn fic. Also has some mpreg, if that’s your cup of tea.” I began to read this fanfiction, mostly to appease Niamh, and when I realized what, precisely, the term mpreg meant, I set my phone back down. I considered myself fortunate that I’d skipped the part where Zayn gives birth to his and Harry’s baby. “You asshole,” I called her in French. “I’m going to take that as a compliment. Ooh, I should send you the diagram of how mpreg happens. It’s a whole thing—”

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.”

"Likewise, now you simply have to keep on cheating on her, that's the least she deserves as an idiot." Both tease Diane as they consummate their relationship, she was so wrong about the love she felt for Joshua, and her reaches had no limit everything to get what she wanted, so without even falling asleep that night, first thing in the morning she was at Harry's house, but without any intention of living with him. Arriving at the mansion, the maid opens it, and she without even asking permission, goes inside, Harry was having breakfast alone at his big table, still not bathed and not even had his prosthesis on, only a crutch accompanied him at his side.

Harry replied, "I really love Uncle Levi, Uncle Levi loves me too. But I'm not with Uncle Levi, because Mom and Uncle Levi don't take the initiative to express their feelings to each other, so they miss each other." This kid, what a devil child, can say anything, knows everything. Grainne continued: "So does Harry know an uncle William?" Harry nodded, "Of course I do. I'm also engaged to Uncle William.

The teacher's loud voice helped me to avoid Nelson's question. I sighed, eyeing the teacher. She always comes late and no one had ever complained about that. It's a miracle she's not been fired. Her hot heels clinked on the ground and just like that, Nelson completely forgot all about the question. I sighed quietly, shutting my eyes. I saw the image of a guy with brown hair, icy blue eyes and a perfect jaw. Harry. My eyes flew open, a tiny gasp escaping my lips. Not only did Harry tamper with my heart, he is slowly damaging my brain box too.

Thank you for looking after Harry for Mama " "Mama doesn't need to be grateful. Is it my duty to look after my husband? Well, even though the husband I have to take care of is very naughty, Mama " Ana and Harry end up chasing each other. Harry does not accept being said to be naughty by his wife. He tried to catch Ana and punished her for her failure to say that her husband was naughty. Several minutes passed and the chase between Ana and Harry was still going on until suddenly the door to Harry's study opened and several men appeared in front of them.

Orion snorted, sending a spray of toothpaste into his beard. "Harriet, what kind of half-baked remark was that?" I shot her a dirty look. Harriet was losing her touch, if that's all she could come up with as an amusing comment. "You know, in Harry Potter, Harry could hear the snake moving around in the pipes." Harriet shook her head as she crossed her arms defensively. "I could hear you through the pipes. You guys were so loud I couldn't hear the echo of my own moans." I hopped to my feet and waddled over to the couch. I placed the back of my hand on Harriet's forehead. "No, you don't have a fever. Harriet, honey, I think that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard you say."

“Maybe she met an old friend or something, just chill-" “Just chil?!" Charles cut him off. “That you don't care about her doesn't mean no one will! Yasmine is fucking pregnant and the last thing she should be doing is stressing herself! Her best friend left the house to a nearby store and hasn't returned and all you can do is act like all is well? What is your problem?! Are you this self centered?" Charles was fuming right now. He didn't care what happened in Harry's past to make him this cold hearted, all he wanted was for Harry to act human for once.

His Dirty Milf Intro- Harry is just a 19 year old boy who is home alone while his parent are out of town, instead of spending his parent free time to throw silly parties he's spends his time ogling his new neighbor who just moved in. A woman who's way older than him and he indeed had an affinity with women who were older than him. Harry's P.O.V. Harry had been over the moon when his parents had said that they were going away for a few days and that he’d be left alone to look after the house. Finally, he thought to himself, He had the whole space to have his friends over and masturbate with his dirty magazines.

He lowered his gaze and smiled bitterly. Everything that happened that day was all because of him. He could not blame anyone for it. "Get out. I want to sleep!" Felix had no intention of communicating with Harry. He quickly covered himself with the blankets and turned his back toward Harry. Harry looked at his back and felt upset. But in the end, he said, "Goodnight." He was finally experiencing the indifference and neglect he had given Felix back then. So, it proved that what comes around goes around. "Oh, right, Felix." Harry was about to leave Felix's room when he suddenly remembered something.