Harry Potter One Shots Novels & Stories

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.

"He looks like a snake, ready to bite on your back. Do you know who he reminds me off?" "Who?" "Nagini from Harry Potter. If his nose wasn't that straight, he'd might as well fit voldemort better." "You like Harry Potter?" "Yes! I LOVE Harry Potter." I almost jumped in my spot, drawing out a chuckle from him. "Which of the series is your favorite?" "The first one! I love their innocent, carefree queries in that." I felt him moving, then his breath hit the back of my ear as he whispered. "Just like you." My eyes closed in sheer anguish. Only if he knew how innocent I really was.

I was panting, running towards the puppy but no matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't reach it. Suddenly a loud noise woke me up. "Huh, what a strange dream", I sigh in relief that it is just a dream. Another knock on the door. "Jess, are you there? !!!! open up!!!" It is Liz. "Wait. I'm coming!!" , I shouted. "What the hell is wrong with--", I stopped as I opened and saw Liz being with someone. The guy that he dated when we just got here in London, finally being able to meet him. She widely opened my door and came inside.

“We'll make sure everyone has a good time...” The stepdaughter did as she was told, stripping down to her cotton panties and lean thighs. Harry loved looking down at their panty clad pussies... seeing the bulge of their lips and the blatant wet spots formed on the material! It was utterly magical. He knew that in a few moments, his cock would be buried, for the first time, inside one of those tempting southern slits... and in this instant, he didn't even care which one came first! “Uhh... who's first?” Harry inquired, staring down the pair of delectable southern slits both with their plump, full lips and enticing liquids dripping out from within. The young man found himself quite literally u

Let's see how that plays out for you! The men received the signal and began closing in on me. One of them pulled out a syringe filled with a cloudy, murky liquid. "Relax, lady. This is good stuff right here. It'll only make you more… passionate later." I struggled with all my might, but they held me down, leaving me no room to move. The needle pierced the side of my neck, and a cold fluid was pushed straight into my bloodstream. A premonition rose in my chest.

Suddenly, a hand patted her back rhythmically. Meanwhile, Harry, who was still in the car, took a picture of what was happening. Then, he excitedly created a group chat and sent the picture there. Harry: "Look at what I'm seeing right now! Chet is in love!" Hector: "Harry, that's old news. You should stop being so focused on your games from now on, alright?" Tony: "Don't tell me you've only just figured it out! Harry, if you help me win games, I'll share more juicy gossip with you."

The photographers shouted and pushed forward and my heart beat fast. Then I feel a light touch on my arm. A man holding a camera leaned closer. “You should see this,” he whispered. He turned his camera so I could see the screen. My eyes were fixed on the image. It was Sebastian… in the corner of the hall… kissing Victoria. My hand turned cold and I couldn’t breathe. I kept staring at the photo on the small camera screen. Sebastian’s mouth was pressed against Victoria’s and her hand was on his chest. My stomach felt like it was twisting and turning inside out and it felt hard to breathe.

I roll my eyes and elbow Bellamy in the ribs. “Sure.” Harry answers, waving around his right hand which is still clutching what I can now see is a shiny glass bottle full of something purple. “Incubi delivery service. Where we always deliver the whole package.” He says with a wink. I groan. “That was terrible Harry.” I complain. “I could try another one. You would be surprised how many lines I can come up with using the word ‘package.’ Harry offers. “Please don’t” Bellamy says dryly.

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?"

This is all a fucked up mess. Rita went out of her way to destroy Harry. I know they have something up their sleeve, and he is not telling me what it is. I hear steps, and I look up from my Cup of tea to see Harry standing against the door frame, only in his boxer shorts looking at me. “Are you okay?” - I ask as soon as our eyes meet.