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"I have no intention of harming you," Harry clarifies, face soured by the thought. "I would never harm a pregnant Omega, much less you, carrying the last line of Black." "My child will never be part of your sick twisted shit," Ariadne hisses. "You can go f*ck yourself." Harry laughs, eyes sparkling as if Ariadne had just complimented his pinstripe suit. "God, you're perfect. Like a lily, a perfect Madonna Lily," Harry says, and it causes Ariadne to nearly vomit.

Electric pleasure shot through me and I arched into his touch. "Off," Harry commanded, tugging at my robes impatiently. "I need to see you." I let him slip the robes off my shoulders, revealing the skimpy red lace underneath. Harry's eyes darkened with lust as they roamed over my nearly naked body. He reached out to trace the curve of my breast, thumb brushing over the stiff peak. "God, Hermione," he breathed. "You're perfect."

It was obvious that he was Draco Malfoy from the Harry Potter series. "I told you to come as Ron!" Leia shouted dramatically when she took sight of her fake boyfriend. Alice immediately knew that this would lead to a fight. And boy, she was not wrong. "I told you I don't like Ron!" "How could you not like him!" "You just want me to be Ron so everyone will know we're dating! You dressed as Hermione!" "How dare you assume that!" A guy suddenly blocked Alice's view of her quarreling friends. He was not wearing a shirt, and Alice could see the trail of alcohol running down the man's hairy and bulky chest. It was not a good sight.

Harry suddenly leaned in closer and stage-whispered to Sean, “You know… I’m starting to think the poor idiot’s just been rejected!” “WHAT?!” Alastor's eyebrow twitched in annoyance causing Harry to let out a theatrical gasp at that, “Sweet Artemis–so I WAS RIGHT! Dude, you wanna go get some break up ice cream? Don’t worry, it’s on Sean.” “Why me,” Sean grumbled, pushing Harry away from him, “And what do you even need a break up ice cream for? They weren't even in a relationship.” Harry shrugged, “Fair enough,” “...Fuck you, guys,”

He looks emotionless yet his eyes never failed to show the murderous emotion. He hates her. Too much that he doesn't even consider talking about her. And I don't blame him. Rose is responsible for this. Xander came back and looked coldly at Harry who rolled his eyes. "Well, I will come back tomorrow then. Till then goodbye sis. Goodbye Mr. Storm." Xander nodded looking at Harry's hand that he extended for a handshake. My eyes widened in surprise when Xander grabbed his hand and pulled him in a bear hug. Harry looked startled too.

It means a great deal to me! ＊ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ "And without thinking, without planning it, without worrying about the fact that fifty people were watching, Harry kissed her." — Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows * M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead It had been Friday night when my friends and I had gone to the club. It was a good plan to keep Hunter off my mind. I had been ignoring him since Christmas. He had sent me a dozen of texts but I refused to read or reply to them. It was better this way.

+ +HARRY+ Opening my eyes, a huge smile takes over my face as I feel the satisfaction of seeing her sleeping like the angel she is. Being close to her body gives me the opportunity to get closer to her, taking the form of a spoon. We have stayed on the couch.

He shared Thaelen’s height so perfectly that Thaelen would not have to bend to kiss him. It was not the mate bond, of that Thaelen was certain, but he had never desired another person so immediately and intensely before, purely because of their appearance. “Harry,” Harithen bowed. “Everyone just calls me Harry.” “Harry,” Thaelen repeated, stunned. “We could be related.” “Indeed,” Queen Mariphine remarked. “When your portrait arrived, Alandra remarked upon it, and so we had to bring Harithen along to meet you.”

agreed Harry. Sophia turned around, hoping none of her friends would notice her staring. She noticed that Harry was now walking next to her, and was thankful that he hadn't asked her to turn around again. She glanced at him briefly, studying him carefully. His light brown hair, which was cut short, fell over his right eye and was getting greasy. His features were very strong and angular, with thick dark brows, a strong nose and thin lips.

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, he realized that the figure resting on the second person was actually a female and it was Debby. The person whose shoulder she was resting on was Arthur. How dare this woman!