Harry Potter Never Forgives Everyone Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

The nerve of him! Nico's eyes darkened. “Do you hate me that much?” “What?” “Do you hate me so much,” he said, “that you couldn’t even spare our child? It was innocent, Hannah!” Tears stung my eyes. “I didn’t do it! Your mother did this to me!” His head snapped up. “Enough!” he roared. “Stop blaming her!” “It’s the truth!” I shouted back. “She’s the one who gave me those cookies! She’s the one who — ”

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.

"Well, I'm backing off now. So he should too. My family has suffered enough. Hermione, if you still have a sliver of heart left, let this all end right now." "I agree," she had resigned, sighing. Then she looked him in the eyes. "Let's end it. Right here, right now. Let's forget this ever happened between us. Let's forget we ever had a thing. Meeting you was a mistake I wish I never made. Even if we meet in the future, let's act like strangers. Let's never speak of this again. Let it all be distant history." "If you insist." He had walked past her, then stopped, glancing back. "But just remember, I'll never forget this. I'll make you pay for this, Hermione Windsor."

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.

" Benjamin could not help but notice the anger on Hazel's face and give her another look. This woman has never dared to defy me,' he thought to himself. She's interacting with me now? "I am aware of your hatred for me, and there is nothing I can do to stop you from wanting to add Yvonne to the team. But before me, neither of you may publicly express your love for each other. Otherwise, I'll do it." Benjamin snorted before Hazel could say anything more. Otherwise? Most likely, all you'll do is whine to my grandma."

I say in an obvious tone. "And I'm not even married to Oliver yet. He's my fiance. And even if he wasn't in the picture, never in a million years would I mate with you." "Do you think that I'd ever be able to forget all what you did to me? I've forgiven you, yes. But I'll never forget. Don't bother with the saying 'forgive and forget.'" "A person can forgive, but they can never truly forget. You know that, don't you? Harry, clear all these delusions in your head about me being your mate, because I'm not."

He did all this time. Harry seethed before harshly throwing Liam back who stumbled back with dead steps. He couldn’t look up to meet the guy’s eyes. Everything Harry said was the truth. He was indeed spitting the venomous truth. “If you think your crocodile tears and fake fucking beggings can earn forgiveness from me then your highly mistaken. My sister may have a heart to forgive a bastard like you. But I will never forgive you no matter what you do. You are and will always be a sinner of my sister’s and mine for me. Always.”

He learned not to trust anyone else. "Why don't you forgive him, Harry?" Anna asked, knowing that Nathaniel was listening to their conversation and pretending to play something on his phone. "No, I can't. After what he did? No, I can't forgive him." Harry knew forgiveness was letting go of all negative sentiments and memories, it was moving on with whatever positives remain. Yet, nothing remains, for many years he had punished himself, feeling that if he forgave more fully then love would blossom; yet in truth, it had never been there at all. The guilt of failure, the weight of accusing tongues, took him into a living nightmare. His hatred blossom into more hatred. He could never release all

I don’t know what I could do with it. “I know that it will take a long time for you both to forgive me,” Harry claims as he looks back and forth between the two of us. “You can even argue that I don’t deserve your forgiveness. Not me or your mother. Yes, you’re right Ada. We were selfish. We let our love destroy the lives of many people.” “You killed Theo!” I sob. “How could you!? He was so young at the time! So—”