Harry Potter Uses His Money Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Behind me was my best friend who had a very wide smile and was wearing the same kind of clothes. Harry placed a bundle of papers on the table. “Could you please sign these for me? You don't have to read through them.” “What, you want to steal from me now?” I joked. “Like you have any money in your tiny bank account?” he scoffs. “Are you done paying off student loans?” “Haha,” I said. “I should be asking you.”

Of course , Harry was money conscious and she was aware that he would have his eyes on the money at intervals . She had to be very smart and made sure she executed her plans neatly. Harry wouldn't spare anyone that tried to steal from him and he wasn't going to take it lightly. She had introduced some sleeping pills into Harry's tea ,which Samantha had given him when had his dinner. She knew that Harry wasn't a deep sleeper and so if she tried going into his room he could wake up and find her when she tried stealing the money. After she had administered the pills into his tea ,Harry took it without any notice. He had gone to bed just the way he does every night but this time around he was co

And wearing gorgeous clothes, just one outfit is enough to pay for her tuition for a year. As for Harry, needless to say, having eaten enough delicious food, since childhood, he has learned to spend lavishly. Later, he became addicted to gambling, and in less than a month he had spent all of the Grainne's fortune. Grainne had to study and work at the same time to graduate, and also achieved very good academic results.

And why am I so jealous of the relationship that he's formed with them in such a short time? "Of course, your mom invited me." Harry answers, and Dylan whispers something inside his ears. Harry laughs a bit, then goes to fetch something from inside his pocket. A wallet? He carries out his wallet and hands them cash. My jaw dropped wide at the scene before. Dylan! He's behind this. "Hey! Return the money back, you naughty kids!" I yell at them, and guilty expressions form on their faces. I snap my fingers, "Now!" I bark.

And make me rip the paper that records his debt! In a chilly tone, Sara explained, "Stephen's mind is not that we say a guess is a guess. These are the words that Mr. Joe just said. Therefore, don't you think you could spare some time to assist me in taking photographs of the rosehip waiters working at Happy Hill Pub? When Mr. Joe overheard that, he laughed and said, "Of course, Yes!" I will right away have someone else take care of that! *** The door to the wolf room was smashed open with a loud "Boom," and the tall figure that entered was none other than Harry Potter himself.

“Harry, what are you doing here, I asked the dashingly handsome boy walking towards me. “Hey, how are you doing?” “I'm fine,” I said with a smile, somehow the way I felt about Harry had changed. I saw him more as a friend than a potential lover now. I can't believe he came to look for me in my house like Harry is the dream of every girl, there have been rumors that even the Almighty Bella used magic to cast a spell on him. “I heard some rumors,” “About what?” “People are looking for you” “I don't understand, who?”

written as the heading. As I skimmed through it, one bucket list caught my attention: seduce Morgan Wright and make him succumb to me. I read it over and over again as I stared at the woman crouched on the floor and still picking up items clumsily as my pupil shrank violently. Could it be that this woman who occupied my thoughts approached me on purpose? Was I mistaken about her? What was she after—my money, power, or status?

Then she said, " Sorry I made use of you without your permission. How much do you want?" "......" Harry wanted to shout at her. Was he short of money? "I don't need money." Stacy couldn't calm down. "Then what do you want?" He looked at her with his head tilted to one side. His black eyes were gentle and somewhat playful. He said, "Why don't you pay the debt of gratitude with your body?" "......" Stacy only had one idea now, she wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. Why didn't she find out before that he was so shameless?

I bent the doorknob, checking in to see what was going on. To my surprise, two people were making out. I wanted to close the door and exit until something made me stop. The guy below the girl was wearing Harry's favorite shoe. I know it's his. No, it can be him. Harry can never do this. What the hell am I thinking? I shook my head off those thoughts to think straight but the girl turned her face to me with a smirk after noticing my presence. What the hell is she... God this whore can never change.

He cautioned. "I know you think she loves you and you are already in love with her. She doesn't love you! No one can love you like I did. Harry open your eyes, she is just using you so well. You already build a fashion resort for her right? She's just using you so you can keep spending on her. It's her strategy, you are her strategy" Steph tried to get into Harry's head. But he said nothing. His eyes remained unreadable. In fact he showed no reaction at all and it only angered Steph the more.