Harry X Snape Novels & Stories

Harry then looked at Nick and said with a smile, "Apart from dogs, I am afraid of many other things, such as cats and tigers. Who are you afraid of?" Nick then opened his mouth to say something, but no words came out of his mouth. He then looked down and was silent for a moment, then spoke up in a timid voice, "Teacher, doctor." And after saying that, Nick stopped. Harry then noted the words and looked at Xavier. Looking at Xavier, he twisted the paper in his hand. He saw that Xavier's eyes were burning with anger. He was fuming in anger.

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.”

Hmph. Warmth swallows me. I peer down to see Harry choking on my girth. My fingers dig into his scalp, trying to stem the anger, the image of Selene’s lifeless eyes glaring at me. I move my waist, squeezing the device. “You’re a snake. You’ll ditch me at my weakest.” “Yes, I will,” Godfather says firmly, voice mixing with Harry's muffled grunts. “But this is different. I’m willing to lower my standards.”

“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.”

"Xander, I understand why you were going along with Charles's plan. I know that your dad has told you stories of me and what I can do, and I know you were only doing what you think is best for your people. And I want you to know that I'm not upset with you. I would do the same thing if I were in your shoes. " Tears peak at the corner of Xander's eyes. He was silent, so I took that as my cue to continue. "I also want you to know, back then, I loved Harry. I loved him more than anything, but I was so afraid of Samuel, and I'm ashamed to admit this, but I was also power and money-hungry. But when I saw that Harry was willing to give up his kingdom for me, I knew that he was the choice I would m

As soon as he saw Carwyn Levi, Harry reached out to hug him, "Hu hu hu, Uncle Levi… Harry wants Uncle Levi to hold..." Harry was frightened by Joyce, and Carwyn Levi stepped forward and took him out of Grainne's arms. Carwyn Levi once again shouted at Joyce: "Let her go!" Joyce froze in fear, standing still. Carwyn Levi yanked her hand out of Grainne's lap and whispered to her, "Let's go."

"Just updating Selene on her *responsibilities*," Harry emphasizes the word. "I will take my leave. Oh, and Selene," Harry turns to the female. "Be ready for the coronation on Friday." Selene is seething. How could the sweet, gentle Harry be so conniving? Had she been blind to his manipulations? She curls her fist around the cup. She lifts the drink to her lips, enjoying the colors sparkle as they touch her lips. A sweet, burning taste flows down her throat. Soon, the drink takes effect, numbing her complicated feelings.

'OH , I can do more than just stop you", Harry said with a dangerous glint in his eyes . His hands rolling the cuffs of his shirt so that his muscular forearm can be seen . I am sure things are going to get nasty if any of them choose this exact moment to say something , so this is my cue to take things over . "Hey guys, no need to get angry , why not we talk things over, right harry , Winston?" I step in between both of them ,my hands on harry's chest . I might've let my hands wander on the muscular planes of his rick-hard chest . I feel Harry's heartbeat quicken underneath my palm, so i let my hand falter by my side . I see harry smirking and eyeing me from my periphery and red hot heat ga

"What is it with you and Xavier? Why would you accuse him of something so outrageous?" Harry exhaled. He beckoned towards a maid who had been standing there all along. "I will explain something you both don't know about. Myself and Anastasia aren't just haters of Xavier. This is all for a reason. Some years back before Anastasia left the pack house, she had come to confide in me about something crucial. And—“ "Why you and not me?" Nadia cut in. "Act your age, Nadia and just listen. I am her godfather and she could definitely come to me." Harry looked angry. "Eight years ago when Anastasia was still so hung up on Xavier, she came to me to talk about something she heard him telling the witch g