Harry Potter Raised By Assassins Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I would forever remember what happened in order for me never to do it again. How else would I learn the consequences of such an act? I wasn’t sure Anja and Leander’s glamour of the pack would have worked, but I must say that I was surprised that it did. Anja even put the glamour over Harry so that he wouldn’t remember what happened to him. I was thankful for that; the last thing anyone wants is for that little boy to grow up remembering how he was killed then brought back to life. This vampiric spell also had people believing that Harry was born from Bastian and Lilly. Even little Harry will think they’re his birth parents. I wondered how that would work when Bastian and Lilly haven’t been t

Jacob and James were shedding crocodile tears as they pretended to cheer Jenson on, “You must be careful, Jens! You can’t get disabled because of them as you know very well an Ares heir cannot have any disability.” Jenson spat out the words, “I think both you grandpas should take care of yourselves.” Jacob and James glanced and smiled at each other. They were both ecstatic about their perfectly executed plan. However, the situation began to take a turn. One of the assassins suddenly began to turn on them and dashed toward Jacob. A blade was lifted into the air and slashed down, making Jacob’s fingertips fall to the ground with blood oozing out of it. “Ahhh!” A terrifying shriek instantly sou

Harry spits, backing away but unable to leave, cornered by his allegiance to the silver Omega. "She's beautiful," Ariadne says in a way that gives Victor chills. "I understand why you'd be so eager. But what will you say when you meet her again, that you tried to kill her son and grandchildren." Harry looks furious, red painting his cheeks, injured and weak. He crumples to the ground, bowing his head. "I just wanted to raise someone strong, someone that w-wouldn't die on me or-" and his eyes flicker hatefully to Victor, "-turn on me."

I thought she would the next Vivian. "Sir z please she is one of your assassins, what happened," Lucas asked as he held me on the arm that held the gun. "She is the killer we have been looking for, she is the killer! I will kill her!" I yelled as I spoke. I pushed aside Lucas and I walked over to the girl on the floor. I grabbed her by the hair and Harry tried to stop me. I placed the gun on his head and he moved back. He was right under the same category as she, I could use the opportunity to murder him too if he kept on persisting. I had to find new members to be placed on this team. Everyone of them were worthless and useless.

I hissed, watching them run into the quarters, unsheathing their swords. “I can't believe I have to do this.” I growled, jumping off the roof, and sneaking into Hyacinth's room. I was barely fast enough to stop before any of the assassins could see me. Hyacinth was reaching for her sword, and I hissed, wondering what she'd do to an ordinary wolf with the sword. Not to talk of an assassin. I grabbed her shoulder before she could reach for the sword, and I covered her mouth before she could scream.

I hung back in the doorway, not wanting to get in the way of anything but not wanting to leave Harry feeling like he didn’t have anyone on his side either. “This is Raina,” Harry said, apparently remembering that I was in the room. Allison smiled. “I’d get up and shake your hand, but I’m not sure that my legs could take it right about now,” she explained. I shook my head. “Stay right where you are,” I assured her. I glanced over at the boy again. I could see why Harry had been so dead certain that he was his. One look into his sweet little face was enough for me to believe it. Even though he was asleep and a lot of his body was obscured by IV lines, he still had something of Harry to him.

“I looked around the palace and checked all the security points. The previous commander left a lot of holes and I wondered if he was good at his job at all.” “That’s why I had him killed. I almost got assassinated due to his stupidity!” Alpha Alex looked enraged. The memory of having assassins break into his bedroom still annoyed him. “Let’s not speak about security matters. It makes my head hurt.” Harry took a deep breath, thinking about what to tell Alpha Alex. “Well, I met a slave girl today,” Harry narrated. “She was a beautiful one. Maybe it’s because I have spent so much time on the Eastern border but she looked just like a goddess to me. I have never seen such beauty in my life.”

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

I stopped right in my tracks when I found two guys talking but as soon as they noticed me, they stopped talking. "Hey," One of them spoke, "Im Zayn." He smiled and walked towards me. He had brown messy hair, lots of tattoos and piercings. He was indeed hot. "Alexia." I returned the smile. "Ohhhhh," The other guy spoke, "The assassin." He had brown hairs, lots of tattoos but no piercing. "Yeah," I replied, "The assassin." "Im Harry." He winked at me as i looked at him in a disgusted face.

But Abigail could read the thousand words in his eyes. This scene hurt Ron a lot. He thought, 'I don't understand why Abigail gets along so well with Xander, but Emma resisted me so much. However, I don't need to figure it out anymore. In just a short while, Xander would lose Abigail. He'd become a widower just like me.' Ron raised his hand. His subordinate immediately approached him in a panic. "M-Mr. Hagrid..." Ron responded, "Speak." His subordinate stuttered and said nervously, "Our security system has been compromised. And the assassins we had hidden here are all under someone else's control."