Harry Potter Never Forgives Everyone Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Harry mumbled, “Why do I still feel upset after I drank so much? Why did things turn out this way? Why didn’t I save her?” “Everything is in the past, there’s no point talking about it now. You should focus on getting her forgiveness,” Weston said. “She will never forgive me in this lifetime,” Harry sobbed. Harry grabbed Weston’s arm abruptly. “Tell me, what can I do to make her forgive me and fall in love with me again?” Weston looked at Harry, who was in a mess, and said, “I don’t know. I’ve never wanted anyone to fall in love with me.”

He brings out the letters which he had found in his father's study and hands over the one his father had specifically written for grace . He pleaded with her to forgive him for his ignorance and tells her that it was all his father's fault. Grace tells him that she had forgiven him long ago and that he actually didn't do anything. he was right to be angry and she doesn't blame him at all for that. she takes the letter which Harry's father had written for her. she reads it and tells Harry that she had forgiven him already, that the most important thing was for her to get back her son.

He looked back at me and then at the phone screen several times as though he was trying to find a similarity between Adrian and me. Right. "Okay, I think that’s enough," I said, taking the phone from him. A picture of Adrian at a conference met my eyes, and I felt my features harden. The sight of his face was enough to upset me, let alone his presence. Even though he’d told me his truth, I wasn’t ready to forgive or forget. The damage had already been done. Now satisfied, Harry finished his breakfast and even asked for a second helping. After helping him pack his books, crayons, pencils, and an endless list of school essentials, we were set to go to school.

“It’s crazy.” He smiles, “You know son, I have always thought you were the one who would want to follow my footsteps into music. I guess I was imagining things in my head and I forced you to be someone you didn’t want to be.” Dad’s eyes travelled back at me, “I’m really sorry, Harry.” “Dad, we’ve been through a lot of shit and I know it’s damn hard to forget them. But, I want to tell you that I have forgiven you and I no longer feel angry and hateful towards you.”

Harry just crosses his arms when he realizes Aiden has a point. "Fine, don't help me then. I'll find a way to make him forgive me without giving him what he wants," he says, "I realized way too late, you can't just always give your kids what they want or they turn into criminals or perverts. Or both, in Damon's case." "Which one am I?" I ask. Harry looks at me. "You're neither, I can still spoil you some more," he says and he puts an arm around my shoulders, "If you get Dean to forgive me, I'll give you anything you want."

The words fall flat. "I know." His expression misting over with what looks like genuine regret. "I was lost. Jealous and angry and convinced you would leave me for someone better. I became the very kind of monster I swore I'd never be." "You were that monster." I wrap my arms around myself. "Kael had to save me from you." "And I'm glad that he did. Glad that he saved you from me." Harry takes a step closer, standing at a respectful distance. "I've worked the years since to be someone else. Someone worthy of forgiveness, even if I never am."

Sophie POV. I burst into tears when Harry told me he loves me. It wasn’t because it was too soon. It was simply because the last person who told me they loved me was my mom when I won the last dance competition before she died. Harry just held me and didn’t say anything. That was just over an hour ago. Now we are heading to the clubhouse of the Princes Of Darkness MC. I keep looking out of the window at every man I see. Hoping that my father and brother have slithered back under the rock they crawled out of.

“Nothing can change that fact and I’m aware of it, but I’ll try to make it right, even if it takes my whole life to do it. ” “The way and reason I took her, I did it to protect them both, because as soon as I saw Hope, I was suspicious, because part of me was pulling me to her.” " It’s true that Emma will probably never forgive me, and that she probably sees a monster in me, the same monster that hurt her, but I’m ready for it, as long as she’s safe and when the danger stops, she’ll have a choice to decide for herself, I won’t stop her.”

"What you did was wrong, and you must face the consequences. You can't just apologize and expect everything to return to normal. "Frederick, we're over." With that, I walked around him and entered the law firm. Frederick didn't pursue me further. He knew my personality. Once I made a decision, I never looked back. However, I noticed he stood straight outside the company building for an entire day, ignoring the strange looks from passersby and enduring the wind and sun. What was the point of any of this? Some relationships, once lost, were lost forever. For two years, I had given him 99 chances, and he had missed every single one. A man like that didn't deserve forgiveness.

"I want to apologise for how I treated you. I shouldn't have laughed at you. My behaviour was awful and... I just feel terrible about it. I want you to know how sorry I am. She made a pointed effort to look him in the eyes as she gave her speech, though it was difficult. Her eyes took a brief respite, glancing at each of his friends to find them wearing identical expressions. Oddly, their faces were pictures of wonderment, as though she were the Angel Gabriel appearing before them to give news on the birth of Christ. Only Damien wore a different expression, one of utter contempt. This was a waste of time. There was no chance of him ever forgiving her.