Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Self Insert Fanfiction

I just pray I get out of here soon; I don’t know how much more of this I can take. ‘Pussy cat,’ I blink slowly and smile at Harry. He’s so happy playing by himself, but I wonder if he has anyone around his age to play with. Perhaps he’s one of those kids who like being alone? He turns on his knees, giving me a full view of his face, and I think the world around me has stopped moving. Can that happen inside of this subconscious world Vasara dragged me into? I swallow past the lump in my throat, and I can’t tear my eyes away from Harry. There is something so familiar about him.

She added, heading to the dressing room. The night, which had been delightful until that moment, completely changed for the two of them, who were devastated for very similar reasons, even without knowing it. They were hopelessly in love, and as a result, they felt an immense need for each other. The difference was that Kath didn't admit her own feelings, not even to herself, and preferred to pretend that she wanted him only as her submissive, which was affecting Harry too much due to the metamorphosis he was undergoing. While Harry knew he loved her and didn't want her only as a dominatrix, even though he accepted the condition to avoid being separated from her once and for all.

no wonder she had wanted nothing to do with him. Suddenly, he felt like hitting himself. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit– “You… you two will tell no one of this,” Alastor hissed, feeling his face burn in embarrassment and frustration. “Why not?” Harry complained, hands on his hips, “Dude, I wanna be the first one to post this on Mugbook… just think about the hearts I’ll get!” “I’m blocking you,” Sean deadpanned.

~FLASHBACK AUTHOR'S POV “ Sit still, Harry! ” Sia grunted for the nth time to Harry, who was moving his hand too much and was whining like a baby. Sia had hardly managed to convince him to come to her apartment and let her tend to his wound. He being Harry, had almost ate her brains out just to get inside her apartment. Now here these two were, in the apartment engaged in a cold war.

Hester was fast asleep when Harry hacked into her phone, his fingers flying over the keyboard. “What are you writing?” I whispered. He grinned. “An apology.” I watched as he typed a post from her account: "I want to sincerely apologize for the false pictures of Sienna Brooks. I acted out of jealousy and malice, and I deeply regret it. Sienna is a wonderful woman who deserves respect, and I hope people can forgive me for what I did." I snorted. “Too nice.” Harry chuckled. “Alright, how about this?” He tweaked it slightly before hitting Post. Once it was done, I moved out Harry, taking one final glance at Hester with contentment flowing through me and then I and Harry ran out, chuckling in chi

Him: I'll do anything to be with her. Since the day I saw her those are my thoughts. Every fucking seconds she's on my mind. I tell you she's a witch. My witch (my mind voice) I grunt at my thoughts. I don't know what spell she has casted on me but I'm whipped and I love the effect she have on me.

Helena "I don't like this position..." I whisper shyly, looking back over my shoulder at Harry behind me. "Really? You don't know that. It's your first time," Harry smiles mischievously. "Don't be afraid. This way my cock will reach deep inside your pussy, right to that spot you love having me press against. You just need to relax and leave everything to me." Far too embarrassed to complain any further, my lips fill with moans as Harry once again pushes his hard erection into my pussy, while all I can do is grip the grass beneath me with all my strength.

I might be ogling him because he smirks . " Like what you see?" My jaw drops to the floor and my eyes wide with a blush on my cheeks . Harry chuckles at my reaction . " well , i can send you a picture of me ,if you like and you can make it your wallpaper ?" "Harry!" i shriek and hit him on his chest . " So , what were you doing ?"

The moment I realised that I couldn't find anything in Harry's eyes after I let him have me, I instantly remembered Tamar…and I feel exactly the same hatred her step brother had towards her from Harry to me… The tears trickled down my eyes in the shower as I remembered and reminisced about that one decision that took me from an aspiring nerd to just a Random girl on the streets of life.. I always thought my mum was capping a lot…at eighteen I realised it all seemed to be true ….. Once they ate the forbidden fruit their eyes were opened…. Harry just ….never loved me… I soaked in the pain and got out of the shower to get dressed…. I got done dressing and I started to curl up my hair.

He tried to speak but I intruded. "Forget it, Harry. Let's get this done quickly. Wash my back, will you?" I turned my back to him, his body in contact with mine. His touch sent shivers down my spine. How can I keep up this act when he's so good at turning me on? Harry's POV