Harry Potter Scared Novels & Stories

" Henry lowered his gaze. He felt as if his heart was ruthlessly torn apart, sending a searing pain through him. He knew that everyone would have to eventually grow old and die. Yet, he couldn't help but feel sorrow. Of course, he also felt hatred. No matter what, he would catch the person who did this to Moira! Harry sighed again. "I've always thought that they could see my child being born. Then, they could hear the child calling them 'great grandpa' and 'great grandma.'" With that, Harry couldn't help but purse his lips. After calming down, he said, "But now … I'm scared for real. I'm worried that … the day won't ever come."

"Good. Now do as what you've been told." I just keep running obstacle field training. I was still nervous as Harry and I talked. That was the first time I had talked to him alone and coincidentally his intimidation was successful. It's not breathing enough because its aura is scary. I still don’t agree that the four of them are here now and every time I think about it I get even more scared of what might happen. Suddenly I hear a noise. I immediately looked down the hallway but was about to drown when I saw a group of people there.

“Harry!!” Harry’s continuously shaking over his bed while his eyes were rolling back as his heart rate was increasing at a drastic change. Everyone rushed to his side as they were all getting nervous of what was going on with Harry. Ruth went hysterical as she cries while holding Harry’s hand. Frank rushes out to call for help from nurses and doctors on duty. Liv, William and Maddie were crying as they were calling out his name. Maddie cries on William’s chest as everyone were in panic.

Heather prodded gently, and I took a moment to gather my thoughts before continuing. "But I can't forget how terrified I was at the beginning. The way he was always around, the way he kept watching me...I know now he was trying to protect me but at the time it felt suffocating," I admitted, my eyes dropping to the table. Heather nodded, understanding flashing in her eyes. "That sounds really tough, Skye," she said softly, "And it's okay to still be scared, to feel that fear still. Just remember, Jayleen is not the enemy."

"Yeah, it's difficult to believe. Dexter just took him down with brutal efficiency, no hesitation." Astrid nods, her eyes wide with the contrast. "Exactly! How can someone who's faced down real-life nightmares be afraid of something as silly as a horror movie?" Phoenix grins, leaning back. "Well, you should've seen him the last time we watched one. The minute the spooky music started, he got all fidgety. And when the first jump scare hit, he practically leaped off the couch. I thought he was going to break the TV with his reaction."

Author Pov "Hello, Gentlemen. So let's start the meeting." Rose said gulping down. It was hard for her to ignore the knife-like glare on her that was ready to slice her open. She knew that it was Harry's dark gaze that was digging holes in her but she just couldn't find the strength to look at him. She didn't even glance in his direction. Her nerves. Her mind. Her heart. Every fibre in her body was screaming in terror. She never thought that one glare from the same sweet boy can scare her this bad.

She was shocked beyond words. Tamara did not know what to do at this point she froze at the spot. Harry noticed that she was speechless and greeted her in a calm manner. “Good morning, can I come in?”Harry asked. Tamara was terrified of what he would do to him remembering their past encounter.

Tears rolled down my face. With all the strength I could muster, I stumbled across the room, shutting the door after me. The room spun wildly. My breaths came in ragged gasps, and suddenly, a laugh bubbled in my throat. No! I pressed a hand to my lips, willing myself not to break. Another sharp pain tore through my chest, spreading like wildfire through my limbs. My knees buckled, and I crashed onto the cold floor. The walls twisted and contorted, shifting into something dark and unfamiliar. Shadows slithered across the walls, whispering my name, mocking me.

Alice POV I hear the door open but I don’t want to move. I don’t want to look at him. I don’t know what to do. I know I am supposed to listen to him. I know I am supposed to trust him with all my heart and I know he would never hurt me on purpose. Or so I hope. I love Harry but I have to admit that I am scared that the photos might be exactly what I am thinking it was. Harry kisses the top of my head and I know I can’t hide.