Novel & Cerita Harry Puts Dumbledore In His Place Fanfiction

“But we’ll have someone else go undercover, or my son will never let us hear the end of it.” I can only nod to that because he’s not wrong on that. As the meeting breaks up, I catch sight of movement through the window, and my attention shifts completely. In the training yard below, Harry, who is now seven and sprouting up like a weed, is sparring with a retired Dylan and three other pack warriors. His movements are confident and he’s no longer the scared little boy who used to have shifting episodes. "Look at him," I murmur, watching Harry duck under Dylan’s swing and counter with a move that would make Wolfgang proud.

"The club." His gaze sharpened. "You seem remarkably calm." Daemon folded his arms. "You think she had something to do with it?" The room fell silent as every eye shifted toward me. Even the guards... my heartbeat slammed against my ribs. Draco didn't answer immediately. Instead... he walked one slow circle around me like he was trying to fit together pieces of a puzzle. I resisted the urge to clench my fists. Don't fidget and don't over explain... Breathe. He stopped in front of me once more. "If I discover you're lying to me..." His voice was almost gentle. "...there won't be a place in Europe you can hide."

My breathing starts to grow uneven as Adele carefully helps me sit up and adjusts my glasses while I look at her pleadingly. "Don't worry. You're just a little dizzy. You're going home to rest," my best friend says reassuringly. "No... I don't want to..." I whimper, trying to hug Adele. "Easy, everything's fine. You're safe with me," Harry Oakheart interjects. "Let me take you to my car." With the alpha I like so much standing so close to me, my voice falls silent once again. Letting go of Adele, I allow Harry to lift me into his arms, carrying me out of the mansion in a... romantic way?

Kael’s jaw tightened. Harry chuckled low, stepping closer to me. “Good, tell them, own it. You are not their doll to control. You are fire, and fire cannot be caged.” Headmistress Morwen slammed her staff against the floor, magic crackling in the air. “Enough!” she roared. “Aria Blackwell, you are hereby—” “Try it,” Harry cut in, his tone soft but deadly. The air in the hall froze. Even Headmistress Morwen stood still,her eyes narrowed at him.

Harry groaned before he snatched Theo hiding behind Darcy's legs. "I'm going to pull off his lenses and reveal the brown eyes Leo had... An evidence that he is mine." He stated. Darcy's eyes widened, not in fear of being exposed but in pure rage and disdain. "Do not do this, Harry, or else you are going to regret." She spat. Harry didn't listen to her. He raised his hands to take off Theo's eyes lens he thought Theo was wearing. However, his hands paused in mid-air as a voice echoed through the hallway, cold enough to make an grown man like him to flinch.