Harry Potter Neglected Fanfiction Novels & Stories

The moment I realised that I couldn't find anything in Harry's eyes after I let him have me, I instantly remembered Tamar…and I feel exactly the same hatred her step brother had towards her from Harry to me… The tears trickled down my eyes in the shower as I remembered and reminisced about that one decision that took me from an aspiring nerd to just a Random girl on the streets of life.. I always thought my mum was capping a lot…at eighteen I realised it all seemed to be true ….. Once they ate the forbidden fruit their eyes were opened…. Harry just ….never loved me… I soaked in the pain and got out of the shower to get dressed…. I got done dressing and I started to curl up my hair.

"Let's settle this once and for all. The three of us have known each other for 18 years. We're 30 now. Aren't we a little too old for these childish games?" I turned to Hugh first. "I appreciate that when I was lost and helpless, you were the light that guided me. But maybe I never truly loved you—maybe I only loved that light. And when you showed nothing but impatience and disdain for me, I let it go. "So, Hugh, I don't owe you anything. As for your obsession with me now? It's not love. You're just unwilling to accept that the timid, obedient little girl who used to orbit around you has grown up, that she doesn't need your protection anymore, that she's no longer chasing after you.

From this chapter phase two or we can call it book-2 of unwanted her will be starting. Don't worry I will be completing the whole novel in one. I just split the phases. PHASE/BOOK-2 "WANTED ONLY HER" Author's Pov Flashback Leonard frowned watching his wardrobe perfectly set, there wasn't a single sign of dirt over the place. Maybe his mother kept his room clean and eventually, a scoff escaped his lips. What is the use of showing this fake love when she never even tried to stand up for him? He spend ten years away from her, from his own mother yet she was still here looking fine as always.

I add, letting just enough arrogance into my tone to provoke her. A small smile tugs at her lips before she exhales, the sound somewhere between surrender and frustration. She leans forward slightly, her lips parting. “Did you see them out there? There wasn’t even the slightest guilt in their eyes when they spoke about me. It’s like I never even existed in their world.” I lean back, jaw tightening as I listen. “Did you hear how Harry spoke about me?” Her voice dips, sharper now. “You wouldn’t even think there was a time he loved me—or pretended to.”

His steps echoed softly as he moved closer, each one deliberate, until his tall, commanding presence loomed over me. I swallowed hard, my pulse racing. His eyes, those dark, unreadable eyes, traced over me slowly, finally resting on my lips. My stomach twisted under his gaze, a storm of fear and something else I didn’t want to name. He leaned in, his breath warm against my skin. I instinctively tried to retreat, but he caught me, yanking me closer until a small gasp escaped my lips. “Why are you lying?” His voice was cold, sharp enough to cut. “Do you know something about the Somehiap mercury liquid?”

I am woken up by my stomach grumbling. I stir and turn until my head hits something or yet someone . I open my eyes slightly and take a look at that said someone. My jaw drops when eye are met to harry’s closed ones. He is sleeping as he usually does but he is shirtless . Panic sets inside me . What have I done? Oh my god !! I groan and wrap my blanket over my head and muffle my groan. My stomach rumbles again reminding that I slept without eating . I specifically don't think about yesterday and max because I don't want to go down that memory lane. I don't remember removing my blanket or turning my face towards harry but harry’s face comes in my view as he looks at me peacefully. His eyes

Harry shrugs. “Well sure. I mean how many times have I asked you out and failed to make progress? It took weeks for me to even get you to notice me at all. You seem weirdly resistant to my charms.” He points out. He thinks I’m ‘resistant to his charms’ like he thinks his magic doesn’t work on me? I can barely keep from throwing myself at him most of the time! And WEEKS to notice him? I notice everyone! It’s what I do. I watch them, make drinks and make sure they’re safe and having fun. Does he really think it was even remotely possible that I didn’t immediately notice him? He’s not exactly subtle, is he? On the bright side, at least this means he hasn’t realised how badly I want him. Because

Harry pretended to be annoyed, shooting us a mock glare and saying, "And you’re all single too! Don’t you dare criticize me!" Harry continued, "One of you is lost in romantic novels, believing in love at first sight." He drew out the words, eyeing me, since I had shared Neil's story with them, painting it with the aura of love at first sight. I shrugged and laughed, "What can I say? That’s just who I am." This earned me a mock groan from Harry, who then pointed at Peter and added, "And the other one only loves hitting the club, always on the hunt for a new conquest. And he has the nerve to criticize me?"

My son needed help, but I didn’t even know where to begin. Before I could say more, Harry spun on his heel and started toward his room, his small shoulders stiff with anger. “Harry,” I called after him. He didn’t stop. Didn’t even glance back. The sound of his door closing echoed like a warning. This was serious. First Bae’s memory loss, now Harry seeing someone who didn’t exist. My mind raced. Maybe the Pack witch could help. The first time he mentioned Olena was during the ritual, right in the middle of it he’d whispered about a crush on her. Whatever this was, it started that night.

"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.