Harry Potter Sister Novels & Stories

Sir Harry yelled. When Sir Harry arrived, I noticed my father was surprised... Was he familiar with Sir Harry? "Harry? What exactly are you doing here? Don't worry if Sheena is what you're looking for. She's all right," Sir Harry turned around, but his eyes widened as he looked at Dad, and I was surprised that he angrily threatened Dad. I got up as well to take Sir Harry away. "You! I recognize you! I recognized you from my sister's funeral! You're also the person I saw wandering around the mansion! What do you have to do with the disappearance of my sister?!" Sir Harry confronted him angrily.

"That's right! We want you to be an independent heroine of your own story!" "Madam, your loyal servant has finally arrived! Do you need an assistant? I can do anything, and whatever I can't, I'll learn. Please hire me!" "Harry said he wants to wear sibling outfits with you. Can't you grant his wish?" "I believe Harry will be a sister-obsessed man in the future. Just look at how eager he gets every time he's around Giselle. It's unbearable to watch." "I'm not the only one who noticed? He definitely has attention-seeker potential."

I met Hazel waiting downstairs. She had been pacing around the room, obviously in a disordered mood. She stopped walking as soon as she looked up to meet my gaze. She let out a gasp of shock and met me by the foot of the stairs. "What on earth happened?!" She asked in a loud whisper. I felt like Caramel was within earshot everywhere I went and so I placed one finger on my lips. "Grab your bag and let's leave." I ordered instead. I could not help but feel that my sister was randomly going to pop out of nowhere.

From the cup of my breast, down to my belly area. I cried in silence, letting him trace my body. This is beyond my expectations. I could never thought, that Harry who was once my brother could do this to me. I can't fathom how Harry could do this without feeling guilty. I WAS HIS SISTER!!!! THE SISTER HE LVIED TO PROTECT FROM ALL THE PAIN!!!! Harry was the one who helped me escape from the cruel world I was living in, when Yul Matthew almost ruined my life. Harry pulled me up from the mud.

Jacob argued with a panicked face. Jacob is a young man who is still very unstable, even though he is very active in the field of seducing the girl in this pack. Including Harry's younger sister who had been his victim. Harry's younger sister has been subjected to unpleasant treatment from the other girls at school, and Jacob, like a white horse prince, saved her from the violence of the bullies at school, sending his little sister home safely. Harry was grateful for that ... since then, Jacob has often sent flowers and gifts to his younger sister. "Then what is the meaning of all the gifts you sent to my sister. I thought you liked her ... "

She added before she pulled her younger sister to walk further ahead, leaving the ungrateful family behind which immediately fell into chaos. The other witches and wizards looked at them with a sneer before they left them behind. “Sister…” Henna called in a small voice. “Shut up.” her elder sister snapped. But, Henna smiled, feeling very happy that her sister defended her. … “Sister…” the witch cried in her sleep when she recalled this memory. “Sister…” she muttered as her tears fell. A sob escaped from her lips as she clenched her fists while she lowered her head, her face turning pale as she recalled what happened next.

“Not the demons, my lawyers. They’re wicked and as crooked as the day is long, but they aren’t demons. They make me pay for their services with sex and money. I want to be free of them.” “That’s not all you want.” Once again, she was taken by surprise to the point she gasped. “My sister has a journal that I need.” “The one you killed your aunt for?” the witch asked with disdain. “How did you….” “Why should I work with such a spoiled child who would kill their own flesh and blood over a journal her sibling scribbled in?” “She was going to ruin everything,” Louella said, defensively.

He wheezed, blood trickling down his face. I chuckled. “Speaking for your little brother now?” “I swear boss, the only time we was apart was for a few seconds when we was checking the perimeter.” “You both know I could get rid of your little sister Gaia. She's what? Fifteen? She might never make it to eighteen if I get my hands on her, or worse. I could—” “Please boss, we don't know shit.” Harry cried. “Who'd you see at the crates then Harry? David says he wasn't the one there so who was it?”

TYRION Eight hours earlier I almost lost it when I heard that Harriet was Hespera's sister and could have located her. We could have used that spell months ago and traced that bitch before she had begun her killing spree! Harriet tried to explain that she only found out recently, but that didn't lessen my fury. "Alpha Tyrion, I beg you. Try to understand that for many years I was convinced that my sister died in a fire. Not until I saw her in the coven's castle did I know for certain—"

he mocks me *"Your household is in disarray. Your heir flees for her life! You pack members hate you! Remember who you were, Harry. Remember Helen and how great you were when you were with her!” “Helen,” the name strikes my chest like thunder. Helen who was Agatha's younger sister, my true mate. Even now, a lot of years later, the mere thought of her brings back a flood of memories so vivid that my heart breaks again. I remember how beautiful she was. Her hair, her smile, her support for mw