Harry X Bellatrix Fanfiction Novels & Stories

As Arosh battles and attempts to get away from Harry's hug. "Damn it Harry! Release me!" Arosh expressed apprehensively to Harry, as she felt he was intending to follow through with something. All things considered, are you terrified of apparitions or me?' Harry asked while checking her lips out 'Damn Harry! Delivered me or disaster will be imminent” "Or probably what? Then, at that point, Harry turned her on the bed and she was currently lying on the bed and Harry was on top of her. Will you send me to Hell or cover me alive? "Grinning Harry ridiculed her.

They spoke firmly with determination. “W-What?!” Harry managed to speak in shock. _____________ Hazel kept massaging her forehead which was now throbbing badly. The phone call made her snap out of her disturbing thoughts and she looked at the screen. Harry Calling...... “Hello? Yes Harry?” “Hazel!! They took him!” He shouted over the phone. “Who took who?” Hazel frowned in confusion. “Few men came! They punched me and took Xavier....to his father! On his father order!” He managed to say panting hard.

She pressed it against her wrist, drawing a thin line of blood, and screamed at Damien as he approached. "If you guys can't finish this, I'll have to do it. You said you'd forgive me if I cut off my hand, so I have no choice." Belle laughed, sobbed, then let out a scream as she pressed down on the blade with all her strength. "Oh shit, oh shit," Jess spun, feeling lightheaded and nauseous. The sight of blood shooting from the girl's wrist turned her stomach. "Kiaan, call an ambulance!" Ricky shouted, cutting through the chaos. "Jess and Sammy, look alive. The spell. Now!"

“Please don’t say things like that... or I might really lose control.” Instead of stepping back, Arabella wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed kisses along his throat. Quick, fleeting—but enough to nearly make Harry forget his own name. “Bella!” Harry jolted up, trying to escape. “We need to sleep. In separate rooms. Now. Before I really give in.” Arabella pouted, then let out a soft whimper. “Don’t go, Harry...” she pleaded without realizing it. Harry let out a low laugh, though his eyes still smoldered. “And you’re dangerously adorable when you’re like this.”

Harry cried. "I will take my leave now. Please Bella don't forget to break his bone if he doesn't behave well.” "I will also cut off his dick." I laughed and walked out of the house with Bella laughing out loud and Harry murmuring.

Noah then returned to his seat. Mr. Chavez walked into the classroom. We all returned to our respective positions. I looked at Harry when Mr Chavez was in class. Why did he come out to give Bella that much money? Aren't they rivals? What exactly is going on between them? That day, Bella addressed Harry as "babe" in front of the class, but when we questioned her about it, she said that she was teasing him to make him angry about her. But now, Harry stood alone and handed up the money. Not just in small amounts but for the total amount required for the surgery. Why did he give that amount of money? If Harry despises Bella, why did he give her that money?

I pull my finger out and lean in kissing my new favourite snack once before moving to look at my beautiful mess of a little witch. Bellatrix is lying her long strawberry blonde hair fanned out around her like a halo, her cheeks have a pink flushed glow as she basks in her afterglow. Before I get a chance to say anything I feel a push on my mind as someone tries to mind-link me. I push it away as I want to enjoy this moment and memorise every single thing about this first time.

So I got myself a spot and sat down as thoughts of what might be happening between the two filled my head. I felt bad. I felt like I was all alone in the world even though there was loud music deafening my ears from the background. “Hey, kyle who invited you?” I heard an unfriendly familiar voice say. I lifted my head to see that it was Harry, boyfriend to Bella. Many believe that Harry will become one of the greatest warlocks as soon as he clocks eighteen and as such, they see him and Bella as a power couple. Unlike Bella, Harry is calmer and a bit friendly but I know better than to engage him in a chat as that could provoke his over a possessive girlfriend.

Devon started, his voice low. "Devon! Bella! We doing this or what?" Marcus's voice carried up from the garage, irritated and impatient. The spell broke. Bella ducked past Devon and practically ran for the stairs, the resistance bands still pressed against her chest like a shield. Behind her, she heard Devon exhale slowly. She didn't look back. That afternoon, Bella volunteered to pick up groceries. Anything to get out of the house, away from the garage where Devon was putting Marcus through another round of exercises, away

I also wasn’t the type to read signals where there were none and complicate things for myself. Besides, I had only ever had my heart set on Julian. Only ever saved myself for him. So every other guy never so much as breached my radar. The thing was just that, Bells was rarely ever wrong about stuff like that. And now I was having my suspicions too. “Where’s he then? Shouldn’t he be glued to your side growling at anyone of the opposite gender who so much as looks your way?” Bells made a face of disgust. “That’s a bit too caveman. Even for you.” Harry ignored her, looking at me for a response.