Harry Potter X Daphne Greengrass Fanfiction Novels & Stories

But Lennon refused to give up. "Return my mate to me!" Lennon snarled. He extended his upper grip and thrust his fangs into my foreleg, applying sufficient force that I felt my bones fracture. "Otherwise, I'll detach your head and wear it as a trophy!" The pain that surged through my body was excruciating, but I mustered all my strength and retaliated with a swift kick to his abdomen, momentarily stunning him. "You won't like it when I'm dead, you idiot," I growled. "If you kill me, she will be killed too. Daphne's life is connected to mine now through a spell. !"

Harper wiped a tear from her own face and hugged me tightly. “Why are you crying, silly girl?” I asked softly. “I’m so happy, Daphne,” she said, her voice catching. “You’ve gone through so much in this pack. You’ve been pushed down, judged, almost lost everything, and now…” she trailed off, overwhelmed with emotion. She held me closer. “I’ve always been your number one fan, Daphne. I always will be,” she whispered. I laughed softly and hugged her back. “I know, Harper. You’re my second love after Theo, obviously,” I teased, making her giggle. The other ladies laughed along, and for a moment, the tension in the room eased.

"But we can't go off halfcocked," Xander said after Daphne finished. "We have to make a plan." "Agreed," Daphne replied. "Let's go back to the Compound, and you can plan. If you need me, I'll be in my quarters, resting." She smirked. "Magic takes a lot out of an old body." Xander chuckled, rubbing her back. "You're not old." She raised an eyebrow. "I'm older than you think." Actually, she didn't look a day over twenty-five.

DAPHNE “Do me a favor, Daph… Warn me next time? Before you go and tell me what might be the hottest sex story ever?” Hazel shakes her head and fans herself. “It’s been a while for me, y’know.” Then she flashes a grin and straightens up. “But really, in all seriousness. I’m so happy for you.” “Thanks.” I feel a squiggly, giggly warmth spread through my chest. “I’m happy, too.”

Daphne hastened her step as soon as she was in a darker part of the alley, she had been having the feeling that someone had been following her as soon as she left the pub and her instinct continued to tell her not to stay and find out who the person was because it was dangerous. She ran and took another corner but she was stopped by something and before she could react, she was punched in the stomach and sent sprawling on the floor. She hated combat the most, she preferred when she wielded her magic so she tried to gather some energy from around her but she found out that she couldn’t do anything of the sort.

"Everything was perfect before you came! We were strong! United! Now half the pack wants to protect you and half wants you dead!" He pointed his sword at me. "Well, I'm going to fix that problem." "You have to go through me first," Daphne said firmly. Cornelius laughed harder. "The healer wants to play the hero? You can as well go to hell together." He lunged forward, sword flashing. I cringed, not able to look. But something incredible happened. Daphne moved like lightning. She grabbed his wrist, twisted, and sent him flying across the room.

Or urge my hands to knock. So I stood frozen for minutes, listening to the faint sound of movement inside. My pulse was uncomfortably loud in my ears. And when I would finally muster the courage to reach fit the door knob. It twisted before I could touch it. The door opened. And I was met with a very shocked Daphne who was clad in a skimpy satin dress, with her hair let loose? I wonder how those luscious locks would feel in my hands.The thought hit me so sharply that I almost lost focus.

"Go collect your reward at the vault. I’ll ensure the Board hears that the 'True Heiress' is selling herself to rogues for blueprints." Daphne was beaming as she hung up, already picturing the status she would gain. She was convinced that since I had entered the Gray Cliffs, I must have paid the price in flesh. The swelling on my face was all the proof she needed. The afternoon was a blur of distraction. Every time I tilted my head or took a sip of water, the sting on my lip brought back the memory of the transport. I covered my face with my hands, my heart racing.

"Sorry for the delay. Your gifts arrived late, and I couldn't come empty-handed. The roads were closed due to the rain as well. I'll be more punctual next time." He took the seat beside Hermione, his eyes sweeping over everyone at the table with a faint smirk. "Oh, Mr. Huxley..." Daphne said frantically. "I didn't know." "Of course you didn't. Otherwise, you wouldn't have questioned my moral conduct." Rhys's gaze pinned her in place. "I'm not a cheater, Mrs..." He trailed off, waiting for her to introduce herself. Daphne's face reddened further. She shot Hermione a venomous glare for not introducing her beforehand. "Daphne Windsor. I'm Hermione's—"

*** Max POV*** Sasha led me along the bleak road when suddenly another portal opened up. "Guess we're here." Sasha smiled. "Text me when your done and I'll come get you. Not a word to Danny. " She added pushing me through the portal. I stood up and brushed off my jeans peering around I appeared to be on a dirt trail at the edge of the forest outside what appeared to be a late night bar. Music was loudly pumping from the bar. Something told me Daphne was in the bar and I let my instincts lead me. I entered the bar and made my way toward the bar, having gotten myself a beer I scanned the dance floor and my eyes settled on Daphne. She was dressed in a tight pink dress that was backless and expo