Harry Potter Saves His Parents Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Jim said gratefully, " You were there and saved my father's life at one time, you are the reason for our family!" "Jim, you are welcome. I am a doctor. It is my duty to save and help the wounded. Also, my uncle is family." Harry said, "We are in a hurry to get home. We are preparing to go back, but we will come to your home later...” "Harry," Jim suddenly lowered his voice. "The thing you should pay attention to..." Harry changed his look, and he hurriedly walked to a corner with Jim. Hazel didn’t know what the two talked about. During the period, Harry looked at Hazel complicatedly.

Harry isaysn his hoarse voice trying to calm Elliona down. His eyes warm up with today's events, unconsciously a single teardrop coming out of Harry's left eye. He clenches his hands firmly, he vows to destroy those who have made his family suffer today including his own father. "Calm down Elliona, let's see mom inside" said Harry invites Elliona to see their mother who faints in the aftermath of the incident where her father left. February 20th, 2015 "We'd better break up here," said a sweet rabbit-toothed man to a short-haired woman with chubby cheeks.

In my past life, I threw myself in front of a truck to save my father. I ended up with both legs shattered beyond repair, permanently disabled. He looked down at me in my wheelchair. "You're nothing but an embarrassment to the Carrington name." Then he brought his mistress and her son into our home without a shred of shame. At the company gala, he replaced me with his illegitimate son. "We can't have people asking questions at the banquet. Brandon will go in your place. It's not like we're taking anything from you." My mother was framed by the mistress and died in a psychiatric facility. I was locked in a basement, cut off from water and medication, and left to rot. The mistress became

"Please, Freya. Everything that happened was my fault. Just talk to your father. Ask him to get me out. I swear I'll treat you well. We can still live a good life together, okay?" I smiled sweetly. "Let's not talk about that first. Aren't you curious what good news I brought?" He stretched his mouth into something that barely resembled a smile. "Of course. What is it about?" I leaned closer to the glass, lips curling. "I got your parents locked up, too. Are you happy?" Harry froze, then roared, "You're messing with me!" I beamed. "How am I messing with you? Your parents tried to stab me in broad daylight. Attempted murder gets five years. Isn't that worth celebrating?"

“But it’s over now. Nico’s back home again. I think that’s all that matters.” “And he’s doing a little better?” I asked fretfully. I knew that I shouldn’t have been pushing so hard, but I just needed to know. When I thought of that little boy all caught up in that cluster of IVs, it made my heart ache. I wasn’t even his mother, and I felt this keen urge to protect him. I couldn’t imagine what it must have been like for the people who were actually his parents. “He’s doing a little better,” Harry replied, and he covered his mouth as he yawned. “Sorry. I’m wiped. I’m going home after this. I just wanted to see you first.”

He turned around and looked for his parents realizing that was a close one. Sam left and went to where her friends were gathering as the party was getting ready to start and she was getting really excited about finding out if Lucas was her mate or not. Her thoughts were interrupted by her parents and the elders starting the ceremony for them to start their first transformation. As they started the ritual and were told to find our mates I was hit with an amazing scent. I heard a voice in my head saying to find a mate so I started following the scent to where Harry was standing. I heard the voice in my head scream mate as I looked up and our eyes locked, I know he knew it too. I could not help

Harry wasn’t affected at all, failing to understand how big of a trouble he had caused. “You…!” “Do you know who that poor guy is? He’s none other than the legendary one!” “I’m telling you, kneel for his mercy right now!” “If not, our family will be finished!” “My son! Your father is begging you to not spout any more nonsense!” “You father has reached this far with blood, sweat, and tears! I don’t want to spend the next years of my life begging to survive!” Harry’s expression immediately changed when he took note of his father’s panicked tone, especially when the phrase legendary one was mentioned.

"Ah Harry. Don't say those things, you're handsome, rich and Bad Boy, the style of most girls here at school. Even more your arrogance on the first day of school, left them sighing." "Except your style..." He whispered softly but I heard him. "The girls here really like me, maybe I have a chance with one." He said looking at me. "There will be. You're a nice guy." I replied by looking away from him and finishing copying some things in the notebook. All classes passed smoothly, Harry kept looking at me a lot and I tried to figure out what he was thinking. Could it be that Harry's parents were Brenda and Antonio? Brenda died in the fire along with her family, perhaps her father was still alive

She explained while I then went ahead and told her everything Jackson told me about their complicated past relationship. “Wow, that’s complicated. Mom is a bit right to be against it but I think she’s going to give some grace if you can get to her heart. She did marry dad after all, so that means her parents eventually caved.” She let out and that raised my hopes. I could see the picture and it was making a lot of sense. “Wow, you know I never thought of it that way. I just need to be careful about my plan.” I muttered.

Even though Joyce was not close to Hayden, it was a child's nature to want to be close to their mother. Harry's mouth was a grim line. "Don't you ever talk about your… Mom! Also, Summer hasn't hurt anyone!" "I'm gonna talk about Mom! I don't want her to save me! I want Mommy to save me! Mommy! I want Mommy!" Hayden yelled. He threw a tantrum and wanted to get out of the bed. Hayden repeatedly demanded that his 'mother' save him, and it made Harry feel so embarrassed. It was a reminder of how stupid he had been. He was a fool—he had believed Joyce's lies and never thought of doing a paternity test of Joyce and Hayden.