Harry Potter Never Forgives Everyone Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alice wanted the ground to swallow her so badly. "Wait, what are you trying to say? I don’t know where this is going..." She sighed. "Okay, what I’m trying to say now is that I... I forgive you." "What?" It was a pin-drop moment for sure. "I forgive you, Harry. For everything that you did to me. It’s been 4 long years and keeping grudges and hatred against you is definitely something I didn’t want to do for the rest of my life. But I guess my ego just overpowers me and stopping me to say that to you every time you are near me."

He didn't want it at first because he said he wanted to be with me for a long time, but I forced him when I found out that it had something to do with investors from China. I smiled as I played with the bubbles in my bathtub. I'm so excited for tomorrow. They really didn't bother me to prepare for tomorrow's celebration. I will turn 28, and yet I haven't finished turning my pages. I'm still on the current page of my life, where I'll suffer. Even if I want to completely fold and tear that page of my life, I can't do it. Maybe because, for me, forgiveness is impossible. How can I forgive other people if even I can't do that to myself?

He begs. "Forgive you? Forgive you for what? Sleeping with my best friend? Saying you love me, yet telling someone else my body is the main deal!? Breaking my heart and trust? Making me feel like the end of the world on my birthday? " I begin but stop myself as my tears build to the brim of my eyes. "What exactly was your offense Harry? Point it out."I reply boring holes into his eyes. "I'm... I'm... Listen I'm sorry. I really am. I didn't know how much I had till I lost you. Sonia, please. "He begs and I shake my head. It's been three years yet I still can't find a reason to forgive him.

But now that money was all I cared about, something about it made her deeply uncomfortable. In the end, I got the car. But Sarah's face stayed sour. My mother looked at me with a mix of annoyance and contempt, like she was thinking, 'See? This is why you'll never be classy.' I didn't give any of them a second thought. I just turned to leave. And then Lucas hugged me from behind. "I forgive you, Jason," he said, playing the part of the loving little brother. Before I could even react, he collapsed onto the floor. His face twisted with fake terror as he looked up at me.

“So what now, Commander?” “You keep him blind,” I said. “But you don’t let him in. Not there. Not where it ruins you.” My voice was rough, each word a promise I wasn’t sure I could keep. “Because if you cross that line, Hannah—if you give him even a piece of what’s yours—you won’t come back. And I won’t forgive you for throwing yourself away.” Her head bowed slightly, as if she’d accept my fury as long as she could keep her mission. “Then don’t forgive me. Just stay close.”

June placed a hand on my shoulder and tried to keep me from talking for like five minutes just so I’ll calm down. “It was never your fault, because you thought you were doing the right thing. You didn’t know how to go about things because nobody was pre-made for family life. You were saving life’s because that’s what heroes do, you didn’t hurt your family intentionally, Harry. You need to learn to forgive yourself or else this guilt will keep eating you up for years and you won’t be able to have a life. It was never your fault. You didn’t wish them death. One thing about life is that life is full of shit that’s not worth even looking over”

He never realized that his own attitude had made his people misunderstand. It dawned on him that I must’ve been miserable the past few days. Otherwise, why else would I not even have had a proper room to stay in? A wave of regret crashed over him. Why hadn’t he realized it sooner? He figured I must’ve been deeply disappointed when I left. “You’re wrong,” Harry said. “My Luna will only ever be Lianne and no one else—now or in the future. It will always be her, and only her.” He immediately sent out all his men to search the Fangtooth Pack for my whereabouts.

He finished his drink and poured more, “since then I’ve been sending her money hoping she’d become so accustomed to having it that she couldn’t live without me.” “Amnesia is good then, isn’t it?” Carter asked. “Yeah,” Lex agreed. “You have a second chance. Win her back for real this time. Don’t let her remember what happened.” “I can’t believe she still cares about that. All my girlfriends forgave me after a handbag.” Carter joked and the others laughed.

After I left, Emma carefully asked what was wrong with me. Her concern wasn't surprising. In high school, my devotion to Daniel had been blindingly obvious. I spent countless nights developing healing herbs for him, testing dangerous compounds on myself because my early shifting gave me higher resistance. I'd nearly died three times from herb poisoning, yet still smiled as I brought him each new formula. My love had been so obvious that the entire pack knew. But that Vivian was dead now. The girl who stood here today had already died once and returned for vengeance.

“Sit down. Say what you need to say—and then leave.” “Harry, I came to apologize.” Her voice trembled as she slowly lowered herself into the chair. Harry drew a deep breath. A part of him still held feelings for her. But disappointment lingered stronger. He looked at her with unreadable eyes. “I’ve already forgiven you. But… what we had is over.” Thump. So it was true—her efforts were in vain. Harry was still bitter, and he wasn’t even trying to hide it. Not even the pictures of Arabella she had sent him had triggered the reaction she hoped for.