Harry Potter X Snape Novels & Stories

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.

I say. "You know what, Marilyn? This is why Xavier can't stand you! I often notice you are paranoid. If you can only be a little more in control of your feelings, it will be better for you. What if Xavier is having affairs with other women? It does not mean he loves you less. We are vampires. We are sexual creatures. We love having sex with other people, and we need to feed. Every time you complain, Xavier gets tired of you. Don't you know that our vampires need to be fed every day, and our only food is blood? I'm not planning on killing you. I'm just taking you with me on a critical mission," Harry lies. I can tell he's lying. I know that I have something else planned for me. I know Xavier

Now he was curious to check if she had fallen under his sway, as his efforts had been interrupted by Scarlett's sudden appearance. Harry intended to verify whether Karina was already under his control or not. His yellow eyes glowed, and he reached out to touch Karina's shoulder, planning to do the same as he had done before. "Karina!" a voice shouted from the right, causing Harry to immediately abandon his plan. "Ah, damn it!" Harry muttered. Karina turned her head and saw a man she recognized, "Xavier?" she said when she spotted Xavier walking towards her. "Karina, how are you? I didn't expect to meet you here," Xavier said.

It was Xavier turning his back and talking coldly. "To be precise, this whole Slave of the Sin Pack, it all belongs to me. My dear prefect, it is the true disrespect of you to say that to my face." Damn, I feel like Xavier is a little tougher than Hansel. Why didn't Hansel immediately object? Was he going to throw in the towel? I stared at Hansel with one last look of hope, begging, "No, I'm not going. Don't let him take me! I won't go!"

my voice broke in half. Adamant, he continued, "Yes, you can. You know when the Sorting Hat placed Neville in Gryffindor?" I nodded weakly, slightly amused at how regular he seemed when dropping Harry Potter reference. "That same fat kid slayed a snake seven years later. You're the Neville, Rashid. You can slay your snake, and you will." "It's slew." I sniffed. "Huh?" "Slew a snake, not slayed." "You're fucking hopeless."

Finally, blinding light flashes out of Maeve’s body, blasting the darkness that took over the room, returning it to it’s normal bright state and as quickly as the wind began, it dissipates. Maeve looks down and I watch as Xander coughs. Maeve helps him to sit up and he looks at me, since I’m in his direct line of sight. “What happened?” he asks. “Bro, you just missed some serious Harry Potter shit.” I take a step toward him and then rush to catch Maeve as she passes out.

His fate has changed… Harry pauses, and his shocked expression turns professional upon seeing Oakley step into the set. Without taking a glance at Oakley, Harry composed himself and began to respond for Oakley’s hearing, “The Xhale brand wants to collaborate with me? Of course, I have always loved the Xhale company; it’s my goal to work…” Oakley nonchalantly tucks his hands into his pocket and walks past Harry, not sparing him a glance. His expression is calm and his whole person composed. It’s as if he didn’t even notice Harry.

He tightened his grip on her neck and leaned closer, his lips grazing her ears. "Ever heard the story of the rabbit and the snake? You'll be sorry, Harper. After I've ruined you, bit.. by.. bit," he whispered, his words deep and stinging, then he pushed her off and she gasped, falling on the floor. The look of horror on her face showed she knew Xavier meant every word. Xavier walked out of the room, and out of X-World Entertainment. He got into his car, ignited the engine and drove off.

Madelyn looks at me and I smile at her, making her blush. “So, what movie are we watching?” I ask taking the focus off of her. “Well, I think my mate needs to learn what it means to be a Gryffindor, don’t you?” Maeve asks. “Harry Potter it is! I’ll make the popcorn,” I say, showing Madelyn where to sit and grabbing a blanket off a chair to give to her. I don’t know if she’s still cold, but in case she is, I want to make sure she’s warm.

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.