Harry Potter Uses His Money Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Regrets started to drown me in. Ty laughed and I quickly focused my attention back on him. "So that is why he has been searching for Harry Potter books! You turned him into a Harry Potter lover." "A Potterhead!" I gave her a disapproving look. Muggles, smh. "Yeah, whatever you call it." He rolled his eyes, clearly did not care, and I shot daggers at him.

Rubbing the bridge of his nose, Harry then took Giya’s cell phone from her. “Look, I don’t care which rich heir you’re talking about, I just want my god d*mn money!” grumbled Harry as he looked through Giya’s contacts to find Yunus. “Giya? Why are you calling me out of the blue?” asked Yunus in an affectionate and doting tone as soon as he picked up Harry’s call. “Cut the cr*p already! Giya’s in my hands now. If you don’t want your precious Giya to encounter any ‘accidents’, I propose that you hand the money you owe me right this instant! I’ll free them after that!” cursed Harry through the phone.

He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Margot admitted. “Who are you? A hidden princess or something?” Leo blurted out his thoughts. He knew Margot could be extreme, but not to the point of spending a lot just to make her husband and his mistress’ vacation harder. He was glad she wasn’t crying again though. “I used Harry’s money to pay for it,” she giggled. “He’ll be shocked once the bank calls him and asks about the sudden splurge. Well, he’s been using my money for three years. It’s time for me to spend his money this time,” Margot said, leaning her back on the couch.

Where's Harry, then? I bid James goodbye and didn't realize that my feet were leading me to her. "Hey foe, wheres your leading man?" I asked. she rolled her eyes and continued what she was doing before I came. she was serving them drinks, talking with them, and even entertaining them. but the one thing that almost burned me up was when she was asked to sit on their lap in exchange for money. WHAT THE FUCK?! MONEY?! HARRY WAS INSANELY WEALTHY, SHE WOULDN'T EVEN NEED MONEY!

Noah then returned to his seat. Mr. Chavez walked into the classroom. We all returned to our respective positions. I looked at Harry when Mr Chavez was in class. Why did he come out to give Bella that much money? Aren't they rivals? What exactly is going on between them? That day, Bella addressed Harry as "babe" in front of the class, but when we questioned her about it, she said that she was teasing him to make him angry about her. But now, Harry stood alone and handed up the money. Not just in small amounts but for the total amount required for the surgery. Why did he give that amount of money? If Harry despises Bella, why did he give her that money?

He wasn’t done though, “I have met thousands of opportunistic women like yourself, trying to Weasley your way into a wealthy man's life by wearing barely there clothes and talking like a virgin. Where in reality all of you are just gold digging–" My eyes were beginning to fill with tears but I didn't let him finish his rant as I exploded in his face and yelled, "Listen up, you rich spoiled little brat, I don't give a fuck about this job. And I make more money than most of your employees already. If you think I will tolerate all the insults you're hurling at me just because you're a job provider, then, you can shove this job up your stoic ass,” I said in one breath and Harry looked at both of

" Would you even be standing here if I had blown up the house?" He crossed his arms over his chest, a smug tugging at one side of his lips. " Yeah right, all thanks to Merlin who showed up to fix everything with just a simple magic trick," I playfully winked at him then moved my gaze to mom whose mouth was agape. " With the second help of my beloved friend, Harry Potter,”

Thanks again, Cam * I turn to Harry, absolutely thrilled. “He approved it! He even offered money to help out!” I practically squeal the words. Harry jumps to his feet, strides towards me, hooks me under the arms and spins me in a circle. “Woah, hey put me down! We’re going to knock something over or break something!” I demand. Harry laughs and does as I ask. “Sorry, I just wanted to celebrate with you.” He does look a little apologetic but not regretful in the slightest. I cross my arms over my chest grumpily.