Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Sister

I asked Harley, Harry's triplet sister who grinned, taking my question lightly, but I was actually being serious. "You are talking about Harry here, right?" She asked, amused. I scoffed mentally. Who else would I be talking about if not Harry. "Yes, I am talking about Harry. Does he really hate everyone?" I questioned, raising my right hand to demonstrate. Harley shrugged casually "He acts like he hates everyone but—" She paused and frowned "Wait, what happened between you guys?" "Nothing!" I squeaked the word....unintentionally. "Absolutely nothing!" My voice remained squeaky "Your brother is just being....well, he is being Harry!"

"You might have cast a spell over my brother, but I'm warning you. Leave my mother alone. I don't know what you're planning, but keep her out of it. I don't want you hurting her like you did my brother." "What makes you think I'm planning anything?" She asked, tilting her head to the side. "You're Hermione Windsor. You're always wrecking someone's life. That's what you do best.” Hermione took a step back, maintaining a soft smile. "As my husband's only sibling, I really wanted us to be on good terms. But it seems you're not willing because of some misconceptions you’ve heard about me. I understand that, but you could at least speak to me respectfully."

It takes me a few tries, but when I see the name pop up, I double check the names that Tracker gave me. Wendy Hill, sister of Yorick Hill. So, Yorick has his little sister helping him look into things too. I wonder if he knows that she’s already got some hacker skills of her own. I smile. Peter Pan makes sense now, but it’s not the right name for her. I already got the list of Yorick’s family, so I know Wendy isn’t an adult yet. I’ll have to see if she’s applied to the Academy for next year. She’s definitely one they need to admit.

I resist the urge to roll my eyes. "You piece of shit! How dare you?!... Your sister is lying helpless in the Coven's clinic because of what you did to her, and you're here nonchalant and smiling!!!" I ignore her as I stare at the ball of fire displaying interestingly at the tip of my fingers. It seemed like I had no control over my body. A force more powerful within, is willing me to do the things I do. "You have suddenly gone mad Hermione! Do you hear me?! You have gone suddenly mad! How can you not care at all! Right this minute, you will go over to the clinic and repair whatever damage you did to her skin..." She rants on and on

He had never before met Harry as he never thought of coming to the hospital till last night. He couldn't help but compare both siblings features. They have so much in common yet Harry seems to be paler than his sister. Even his cheeks were less chubby than Amelia. "You know Harry. You're not doing anything except killing your sister with your lack of efforts. Wake up, young man. Wake up. Not for yourself. Not for anyone. Wake up for your sister. Only for her." Xander whispered those words keeping his body near Harry. He slowly leaned back from Harry and sighed looking at the pale guy before heading out.

My sister and I were both reborn on the day we were adopted. In our first life, she fought to be chosen by the wealthy Blackwood family, convinced she was about to become a spoiled heiress. I was adopted by a working-class couple instead. I survived on scholarships and part-time jobs, put myself through college, and eventually married the Blackwood heir—the same man who had always hated her. Three days after my wedding, my sister ran me down with her car. So when we got a second chance, she immediately chose the family that had adopted me before. She thought that if she copied my poverty, my hard work, and every hardship I had endured, Adrian Blackwood would fall for her the way he had once

I just love my bestie. I begin looking around and see Mom and Dad talking to Sarah, Alpha Drake’s mom. She is like a second mother to me. I just love my new pack family. I see Drake coming down the stairs talking with his Beta Wayne. It looks serious, I hope all is well. So far most of the students from school are here and I can’t help but not see Lucas around. “Where is Lucas?” I asked my sister. “I don’t know, he promised to be here.” She said frowning.

Nara snapped at her brother, her face hard and serious as she stood in front of the other girl like a defensive shield, ready to take anything instead of what she just claimed to be their half-sister, whose other half was a Goddess, looking over his shoulder, he was met with teary pure eyes, ones that reminded him of a pair he once saw in a dark corridor, also weak and pure and vulnerable. Taking a step back, Henry watched as his little sister turned back towards the girl with that warm and hopeful smile of hers, and for a second, he felt as if he didn’t know anything about anyone any more, his brother who was dealing with a God was killed, his best friend was a mad beast not minutes ago, k

I've lived my life without her in it, and I liked it that way. Why was she back to stir up trouble? Most importantly, I have a sister. "What?" I asked confused. "Yes, you heard right, Harry. Your mother mentioned that you have a sister that she has come to find...I don't think they are on the best terms either." It couldn't be right, the daughter couldn't be a Jones, right?"Is it...is she for your fa-" "No, I doubt it," Jackson said, "I don't know if this is the right story but according to her, she had the daughter when she was back in Spain...after she left."

he panted. "What's up, Harry?" I replied, maintaining my pace. Harry leaned in closer, whispering, "It's about your sister." "Yvonne?" I asked. "No, her," he said, pointing across the field to Sally, who was busy with the cheerleading squad. "What about her?" I asked, starting to slow down as confusion crept in. Harry's smile widened. "Can you hook me up with her? She's so pretty." I stopped running altogether, staring at Harry in disbelief. "What do you mean?"