Harry X Ron Novels & Stories

Ronald thought he was doing a pretty good job at being Charles’ assistant, given he even knew the exact thoughts running through Charles’ mind. “Well…” Mr. Quinn hesitated, “That pen is…” Mr. Quinn thought about it for a minute before he looked at Ronald and asked, “What is Ms. Shaw’s relationship to Mr. Harrison?” That pen was very expensive! An odd look appeared in Ronald’s eyes as he chuckled and said, “Don’t ask questions you aren’t supposed to know the answers to. Since when did you earn the right to probe into Mr. Harrison’s private matters? Hurry, pack everything up!”

The casual intimacy of it, the way she touched him like she had every right to. Maybe she does, I think bitterly. Maybe that's exactly what I need to accept. "Okay, Mommy." Harry snuggles deeper into my side, his attention drifting back to the screen just as a commercial break starts, and somehow the channel has switched to sports highlights—probably Freda's doing from when she was channel surfing earlier. "Mommy! It's the superhero from the mall! Look!" Harry shrieks, pointing excitedly at the screen. My heart stops. It’s Jaxon in his uniform, throwing a perfect spiral that seems to defy gravity. The camera catches his face, highlighting every sharp angle and the intensity of his focus.

He asked, that same teasing smile playing on his lips. "No!" I exclaimed a little too defensively. All of a sudden, Lydia appeared from nowhere, giving me quite a fright. "Are who and who back together?" She asked then let out a dramatic gasp. "Oh my God, are you and Dean back together?" "No!" I whisper-exclaimed. "What is with you people?" "Wait, I know you." Lydia said to Harry. "You're a Ronald brother." "Harry Ronald, nice to meet you." He extended his hand.

"You said so much nonsense and didn't even get to the point. Listen, ask your boss to take this call now. Otherwise, his wife will be dead very soon." Kane was often by Xander's side. Although he had not met Ron in person, he could still recognize his voice. "Ron Hagrid?" Ron impatiently said, "Tell your boss, Xander, to answer the phone! I don't want to repeat myself for the third time."

Mr. Harry received the arrival of his two guests at the management office, which happened to be several other teacher's offices. There is a lecturer board meeting right now. "Here, is Mr. Robertson who is in charge of some subject, well ... and this is Mr. Roman the dean," explained Harry, introducing Sirius and Remus to his colleagues and teachers.

She hugs Harry. "Ryn, wow...You've grown a lot." Harry compliments her. A/N: Ryn is one of the girls harry got intimate with during high school. "Thanks but that's all the lord's doing. Here, have some drink." She stretches it to him. "Oh, thanks." Harry drinks the wine, feeling a little dizzy. "I'm feeling a little dizzy. Can you take me to the bathroom please?" "Sure." She put her hand around his waist, his left hand around her neck, walking to sickbay.

No war. No enemies. No shadows lurking beyond our reach. Just us. Just this. And then— The door slammed open. The sound shattered the moment instantly. Xavier pulled back slightly, his body tensing again out of instinct as his gaze snapped toward the entrance. I turned as well. Ronan stood there. Breathing steady—but his expression… It was wrong. Too tight. Too serious. The kind of expression that never brought good news. “I didn’t mean to interrupt,” he said, though his tone suggested otherwise.

Alex and VD came into the study, and Raf found Kevin was also with them. “When did you come?” Raf asked Kevin, raising his brow. “An hour back,” Kevin replied casually, settling down on the sofa, followed by Alex and VD. Raf opened his mouth to speak but stopped abruptly as the door creaked open again. Harry entered, walking confidently into the room, a tall figure following closely behind him. “Alex and Kevin, look who’s back,” Harry exclaimed, stepping aside with a proud smile. Alex and Kevin froze for a moment, their eyes widening. Recognition flickered across their faces. With a sudden jerk, they leapt up from the sofa, their voices uniting in an astonished cheer: