Harry Tonks Novels & Stories

Their room was across from mine and my mom had the same hearing skill as Lupin when he turned into a werewolf. Lupin. You are Tonks to my Lupin, Hermione to my Ron. Great. Now basically everything reminded me of Hunter.

I didn’t answer. I knew that he did not care, Not about me, not about mother, not about anyone else. I did not even understand how she lived with him throughout all this time, but this was what it was to be me, to be her, to be raised, to be obedient, to stand for a man, to do everything for you while you just obeyed. But when my eyes found him, I almost froze. The same man who stood there… He stood at the end of the aisle, beneath a silver arch of twisted branches and moonflowers, his face carved from stone. Dark hair, darker eyes. A black suit tailored like armor.

she said and sit on her desk. "Amber, Celestia." I was about to stand up when I saw Celestia 2.0 go in the front. I almost forgot that I'm in Hilary's body. This event. I remember this event. "Congrats Hilary! She got the highest score of ninety-nine over a hundred!" Our teacher says before giving me the paper. I look at the paper and the score. I look at Celestia 2.0 but she avoids my eye contact.

he smiled like an innocent little thing. Harry has a face that could deceive the world that he was an innocent young man but that's not true. Harry is a murderer and the Don and boss of the whole of the United kingdom. "Fucking city!" I spat out and Harry chuckled. It was true that I hardly come to another territory. I remained in mine or else it's so urgent like this case. Harry was already taken me to his car with my men and his tailing behind when I paused, "I need to get to know what happened to the fucker in that room"

Tania’s earlier comments now seem suspicious, prompting me to make a mental note to investigate further. I clearly remember how Tania had warned me that I’ll get my karma soon. Despite going to prison, she remained cool and unfazed by her sentence. Tony can’t always get harmed for my sake, can he? I really need to get to the bottom of this. On the other hand, Tony’s manager, Harry, is the epitome of a schemer. With his slick demeanor and crafty ways, he always seems to be up to something shady. Harry exudes an aura of insincerity, his every action calculated to deceive and manipulate those around him. His shifty eyes and constant smirk are tell-tale signs of his duplicitous nature, making it

"Well, fortunately, Harry has no idea that wolves are actually people." Tbc

Sir Harry was a man in his forties, with dark brown hair and a padlock-shaped beard, his eyes were black as night, but if you looked closely you could see the goodness in them; The man entered the Winchesters' drawing room where Lady Elizabeth and Sir Jones were waiting. Good evening, I am Harry Macmillan and I have come to lend my support in finding the midnight killer ...

said a warm voice. Harry looked up at a man who was older than him and, more importantly, as tall as him. The stranger was a dark-haired man with brush-cut hair and chocolate eyes that sparkled with kindness. He extended his hand in greeting, and Harry was almost relieved to meet a friendlier person after his brief exchange with the Mad One. "I'm Beta Duncan," he chirped. Harry's eyes widened at this, and then a genuine smile played across his lips. "Alpha Black's second-in-command," the young wolf said, looking at Duncan with admiration.

Harry Evermore was the forensics department's techno-geek. He was a wizard with anything related to computers and machines. He was tall, skinny with shoulder-length black hair and glasses. Likewise, he didn't need the glasses, though. He had a perfect vision, but they made him look nerdy. He was also a werewolf, an omega to be precise. “Harry, can you hook up the dashcam to my laptop?” asked Clara, the object of his affection. “We'll be able to see things a lot better on my screen.”