Harry X Snape Novels & Stories

Sophie POV. I burst into tears when Harry told me he loves me. It wasn’t because it was too soon. It was simply because the last person who told me they loved me was my mom when I won the last dance competition before she died. Harry just held me and didn’t say anything. That was just over an hour ago. Now we are heading to the clubhouse of the Princes Of Darkness MC. I keep looking out of the window at every man I see. Hoping that my father and brother have slithered back under the rock they crawled out of.

Harry says, and I can see where this is going. Everyone in the courtyard can see where it's going. "What should their punishment be?" Harry asks me, and I see his eyes glint in excitement. He looks pleased by the situation. Like it's all amusing to him. Harry has become a sadistic psycho. Oh my goodness, he's crazy. He's absolutely lost his mind. Harry trails over to me, leaving only a few inches between us. I can feel his hot breath fan my face, and my breathing gets harsher.

The main character of the story has made her entry. Many secrets are going to reveal soon and also don't forget Harry is not your typical Male lead who can't use his brain. He's extremely smart and cunning. I don't know but Harry is my favourite Male lead till now after him you can say I prefer Xander. But Harry's character is just everything. He doesn't feel anything but when he does he feels it with his everything. If he loves he loves madly but if he hates then he hates venomously too. So beware.

The priest shouted. The entire kingdom of Encrea cried in response: "Long live the queen." +----+ Harry's eyes opened. Yet another dream. It was almost like he was being haunted. He wasn't Even in his own dream. That seemed impossible yet somehow it had happened to Harry. It was the third dream that week. Third dream in three days. It was like a series that had a new episode released everyday. Ever since he was five, Harry had these dreams. He sat up on his bed. The digital clock next to his bed said 5:47. He picked out a notebook from under his pillow and walked to his desk. He sat down, opened his notebook and started sketching.

He calmly said like I was talking to someone with no emotions. "What? I am fighting for that girl...I mean...what if...just what if your friend finds out? You were meant to take care of her not fuck her" I announced on top of my lungs and Harry leans back to his chair. He looked like someone in his savage era totally looking at me like I have lost it. "I intend to make her mine..." He hadn't complete his statement when my hand pushed the cabbage in my hand inside his mouth. "You're a Pedophile"

Harry spoke in a low voice that was laced with a complex blend of indignation and regret. Gregor's eyes squinted. "What brought you here, Harry?" His tone was one of boiling rage mixed with incredulity. Years of treachery collided with Harry's sudden weakness. Harry moved forward cautiously. With a brief pause in his voice, he replied, "I'm not here as the man you remember." "I came to put things right, or at least to give you a chance to see things clearly." He looked at Stacy, whose face was one of astonished disbelief. "I've hurt you all, I know it. I am aware that my acts have caused wounds that may never completely go away. However, I know something—a fact—about Sebastian Blackwood and

And true enough, her scent lingered, but there was also another familiar scent. Xavier My chest tightened, and the hair on the back of my neck stood on end “What the hell…” I murmured, stepping closer to the edge of the woods surrounding the area. “Why is his scent here?” Harry followed me hesitantly. Immediately, his scent got me, I could feel a pull and a negative energy. Alora was taken here, and she was taken by Xavier, my enemy. I turned slowly to Harry, eyes blazing. “She didn’t run. She was taken. And by Xavier.”

“Plotting? If I were this Ivy, don’t you think I’d have done a better job than letting a snake like you sit across from me?” Harry’s jaw ticks. He’s losing patience. Good. That’s where he makes mistakes. He slams his palm down on the table, leaning closer, his breath hot, his voice almost a growl. “Admit it. Just say it, damn it. I know that scar. I know your voice. I know you.” His intensity rattles the air between us. My heart is racing, but I don’t blink. “Sounds like you’re haunted, Harry. Maybe by guilt. You know what they say—murderers see their victims everywhere.”

Harry snearled . Harry's words got Maya nauseated. She wanted to walk away quietly but Harry’s foolishness got her irritated already. She walked up to Harry who was sitting and bent before him. “ Harry honey, i’m sorry to tell you this, but you know, Sebastian will make Walkers Cooperation his very soon. You can keep fighting for Ramona and watch your life crumble forever” Maya replied ferociously and walked out on him.

They turn around and found Sebastian was standing on the main door. Sebastian after seeing his father there becomes shocked, he took steps towards him, but before that only Harry walked towards him and gave him a tight slap. If shock was an understatement for Vidhant and Sebastian, then they become freeze on their spots after hearing Harry’s words. “Where is Swara Phoenix?” Harry asked Sebastian and slapped him again. “Uncle, what are you doing? And why are you calling Sebastian as Phoenix.” Vidhant came forwards and tried to stop Harry, who was going to slap Sebastian for the 3rd time.