Novel & Cerita Harry Will Not Marry Who Dumbledore Wants Fanfiction

“If I have already chosen, I want Diane Saenz to be my contract wife.” “What Harry? Excuse me, but that woman has nothing that could be suitable for you, she is very beautiful I must admit it, but she doesn't even study, besides you saw her, she looks like a goat and that's how it is with everything in life.” “It will be for two years, I don't know why I'm choosing her, but I want her, if you can bring her and convince her to marry me, I'll make the marriage by contract, otherwise, I'll leave after losing my inheritance and I'll be a vagabond, you choose” Harry takes a sip of his glass of whiskey, although he said this amused, it was true, Diane had caused him an interest from the beginning

Do not pity the dead, Harry. Pitty the living and above all, those who live without love. ~Professor Dumbledore, The deathly hallows. •• She sat on her prayer mat, hands raised in silent supplication, her mind whirling around different steps that she could have taken to avoid such an altercation. Why did she ever think she could do it? Marriage? How could he think that she was ready to marry him? What had she ever done to make him think that she wanted to marry him?

“Me and your father decided to marry you off, since you’re already twenty-three years old. Andri, you know that we care about you right? That’s why we already found the man that we can entrust you with. We want you to marry the son of the Hilario’s.” “Mom, are you kidding me? Why would I marry a stranger? And I don’t want to get married! I’m still a student and I’m trying my best to graduate as a summa cum laude, so that you will be proud of me, and you won’t try to marry me off to someone I don’t know personally. I knew that you would do this someday, but I didn’t expect it to be this soon.”

He looked so happy that time and I found a reason why I didn't regret my decision in spite of the bad relationship between me and my husband. Rogue hates me because he thought I convinced his grandfather to push this wedding. We could've easily divorce after grandpa's death, but I'm not letting it happen. I promised grandpa to make this marriage work. He talked to me one last time before he died in my arms. He made me promise him that I'll stay married with his grandson no matter what. I don't wanna fail him. I don't wanna break my promise to him. "Lily, are you done with the packaging of our new product?"

I love messing with anyone's patience and that's what I'm good at. I am now walking with a smile plastered on my face and it turned into a serious one when I reached the living room where my father and the alpha that my father is insisting me to marry, talking and laughing as if they were friends for years now. No one would've thought that their packs were actually each other's enemy. Pathetic. "Oh, here she is. Craige, meet my daughter, Hermione," my father immediately introduced me politely but I never let my face show any emotions. He was looking at me as if telling me to not do anything stupid. Well, what I'm going to do isn't stupid at all.

Due to the ongoing war casualties, they both made a treaty where there won't be one but two Lycans of the Silver Crestwood Pack. "Fangs?" Alex's eyes rounded up. "Yeah." I nodded my head. "Woah!" Alex raised his eyebrows. "But that's not the main reason for us going to London, right?" Silence. I heard my own voice breaking it. "My dad wants me to get married to the Alpha of the Knight bloodline. And you know him. It's not a choice...it's an order." "What! B-but why?" He moved his head frantically, his dilated green irises moving back and forth between Tessa and me. Even Tessa's face lost all it's color as she stared at me with a hanging jaw.

Someone inside the council is orchestrating a play against Blackridge, and they used your marriage contract as the wedge. Harry stood up slowly, the mate bond in his chest flaring with a sudden, vicious pulse. The guilt hit him again, cold and sharp; he had hesitated when the accusations landed. He had let his pride and his anger cloud his judgement while Bella was being used as a pawn in a game much larger than a broken contract. 'Get the enforcers ready,' Harry said quietly. We aren't just looking for my wife anymore. We are hunting a traitor. In the outer corridor near the pack archives, Brianna paced nervously against the stone wall.

Can't say I love you yet. "As long as you want me, Lily," Harry said, cutting her off before kissing her shoulder. Would she want him in the morning? Would he even be here in the morning? Hell he didn't know. But there was no coming back from the words she wanted. That he couldn't give her. "What if I want you forever, daddy? Then what?" she asked in a small, vulnerable voice. The nihilistic asshole in him that saw marriage as nothing but a contract died then and there.

He asked irritably, “Why are you two getting so close? It’s improper for people of different genders to get too close to each other!” Harry raised his eyebrows. In response to Colson's hostile glare, he uttered slowly, “Colson, you missed my engagement party with Sisi. I presume you wouldn’t be absent from our wedding, right?” Colson was heartbroken when Harry mentioned this. ‘I simply stopped paying attention for a while and didn’t return from abroad on time, yet my sister, whom I love with all my heart, was tricked by this man! If it had been someone else, I would have gladly accepted it, but Harry is the person in question. Who doesn't know that Master Harry is going to die soon? How coul

Harry replied. “Well, let's plan the wedding. When and where do you want it?” “In the next six months. I haven't picked a location yet. Maybe under the ocean.” Harry joked. “Isn't six months too far apart?” Jack questioned. He felt having to wait for the next six months before tying the knot was a waste of time. “Nope. Besides, that's how we want it.” Harry replied, ending the debate. ***