Harry X Bellatrix Fanfiction Novels & Stories

“Running never helped you heal, Bella.” I opened my mouth, but she kept going, “You always think leaving will fix it. It doesn’t. It just leaves you lonelier and more broken every time.” Tears blurred my vision. “I’m scared, June.” She knelt beside me and grabbed my hands. “So are we. But we’re still here.” Liam nodded grimly. “And we’re not letting you face this alone.” Harper wasted no time. Within the hour, she had supplies spread across the living room floor—charms, herbs, scraps of parchment. She worked fast, muttering spells under her breath, drawing complicated patterns around the doorways and windows.

Santa stood for a long moment after the door closed behind Hannah, staring at the empty space she’d left. The girl had swept into his room with all her chatter, explanations, and bright smiles, then vanished just as quickly, leaving the air feeling quieter than before. He dropped down on the edge of the bed, exhaling slowly. His head was still buzzing with everything she had said—the clans, the pure-bloods, the feeders, and worst of all, the bonding ritual.