Harry X Hermione Fanart Novels & Stories

He smirked evily, when an idea got into his head. Meanwhile, Harry was totally loosing his patience. He literally counted the minutes Arthur had used in entering his mansion for the second time and wondered what was taking him so long. After waiting for almost ten minutes, Harry believed his younger brother was simply toiling with him and he once again, his anger was uncontrollable this time so he immediately pulled out his phone, intending to call his soldiers to come over and burn down the place into ashes, he suddenly noticed two figures coming from afar. Taking a closer look,, Harry noticed one of them, had his shoulder on the other and when they slowly made their way over to his side, h

We ordered a few lattes and some cookies and cakes and I think these people are vampires because they are asleep in the morning but always wide awake at night though they looked pretty much human. I handed Harry the piece of paper, “That’s Faith.” He grabbed it from my hand and unfolded it. Harry stares at the portrait of Faith that I drew and he was intently looking at it. “I have never seen her before.” He says. “What’s that Harry?” Diana asks. Harry showed it everyone, “Has anyone of you seen this woman?” “I haven’t.” Neal answers. “I haven’t too.” Zion agrees with Neal. Olivia and Georgina-Rose shakes their heads sideways while sipping their drink.

Harry's answer caught my attention. Harry talked about Sora's aura. He was the only one who could talk about it so openly without asking for anything in return. Harry was a hybrid, born with the power of a werewolf and druid mixed together in his blood. I turned around to look at him. “What do you mean? No one's aura can change. Didn't you say that when we were in the academy? You said it to her when she was convinced that she could change her aura by training hard.” I asked Harry, my tone was laced with my anger.

After all, many stars hoped to be famous and would find a fortune teller to specifically get an art name. Zachary came up to Harry and whispered, "This woman is young, but she already has two dolls. Brother, tell me the truth. How do you know her? Don't you have feelings for her that shouldn't have developed?" Although Zachary liked Henric and admired Stacy, his relationship with Harry was not only a family, but also a deeper family bond and brotherhood. His heart was leaning towards Harry. In his heart, Stacy's giving birth to a child was not worthy of Harry.

I say. "You know what, Marilyn? This is why Xavier can't stand you! I often notice you are paranoid. If you can only be a little more in control of your feelings, it will be better for you. What if Xavier is having affairs with other women? It does not mean he loves you less. We are vampires. We are sexual creatures. We love having sex with other people, and we need to feed. Every time you complain, Xavier gets tired of you. Don't you know that our vampires need to be fed every day, and our only food is blood? I'm not planning on killing you. I'm just taking you with me on a critical mission," Harry lies. I can tell he's lying. I know that I have something else planned for me. I know Xavier

, Harry said and leaned in closer. Harry's eyes were filled with sincerity as he leaned in closer, his breath warm and sweet. He gently cupped Anastasia's face, his fingers tracing the delicate lines of her jaw. Time seemed to stand still as he closed the distance between them, their lips meeting in a tender kiss. It was soft and slow, full of unspoken emotions and promises. Harry's kiss conveyed his deep affection and longing, every touch a testament to the love he professed. Anastasia felt her heart melt as she responded, the world around them fading away, leaving just the two of them in a moment of pure, undeniable connection.

Harry replied, distractedly. Ria frowned, noticing that Harry's gaze kept wandering to the table across from them. She followed his line of sight and saw a stunning girl sitting with a handsome man. Ria couldn't help but wonder if Harry was attracted to this girl. Though she was beautiful, she seemed simple compared to Ria, who was dressed in a deep-necked tight shirt and jeans, her makeup perfectly done to turn heads.

I asked, slightly narrowing my eyes. Harley sighed and pointed straight to the left "Look at him" I rotated my head to the direction her finger was pointing at. I saw that Harry had taken the seat that wasn't too far from mine, staring into space "Does he look like someone who has a love life to keep private?" True. That cold expression alone could make girls think he is an upcoming murderer. Well, I am not one of the girls scared of him....I think. "You're right, Harley" I said to her, nodding and she smiled at me then turned to her book again.

I feel a sudden grip on my shoulder and whirl around, only to see Harry, my friend standing behind me, the lights behind him casting shadows across his face. “You’re doing a terrible job at wooing her my friend. She looks bored to death.” He whispers as his eyes trail back up towards where Emma sits. I should gouge them out for that. I met Harry at an art exhibition. With our mutual interest in art and of course women, we hit it off almost immediately. Now, we’re drinking buddies. And I owe it to him that I’ve been able to make it back home on many nights. Lord knows I would either have gotten robbed, arrested or kidnapped on many nights already.

Then, at that point, Harry took her to their study hall, Fanky was astounded to see both of them clasping hands. "Stand by, what does that mean, are you dating?" Fanky guaranteed while grinning." Harry answered, "Yes!" grinning Harry said. "Amazing, congratulations!" said Fanky. "Much obliged! Okay, I'll simply pass by later at break time." Goodbye Harry. "Ok, OK." Arosh gestured. Harry immediately kissed her on the cheek, before at last leaving. "How sweet promptly in the first part of the day I was chomped by the subterranean insects now." Fanky prods.