Harry X Snape Novels & Stories

"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

I offered. "That works. Why is there a vampire inside the castle?" he inquired. "The vampire's name is Harry; he's the drummer for the ShanHai band, which is currently highly acclaimed. I've heard he also engages in some private business ventures. I find him agreeable company, hence our recent interactions," I disclosed Harry's public identity, with his consent, knowing the old man would surely ask. "But he's a vampire, and vampires and werewolves are ancient enemies. It would be difficult to explain if his kind found out," he pointed out.

Harry groaned before he snatched Theo hiding behind Darcy's legs. "I'm going to pull off his lenses and reveal the brown eyes Leo had... An evidence that he is mine." He stated. Darcy's eyes widened, not in fear of being exposed but in pure rage and disdain. "Do not do this, Harry, or else you are going to regret." She spat. Harry didn't listen to her. He raised his hands to take off Theo's eyes lens he thought Theo was wearing. However, his hands paused in mid-air as a voice echoed through the hallway, cold enough to make an grown man like him to flinch.

Draco's deathly aura when he entered the van indicated he was in one of his worst moods, which was very surprising considering he had been with the lady boss just a few moments ago. Let's face it, Draco had finally been showing human emotions these past few weeks ever since he met Miss Jones. The man was previously like a robot who, apart from his deathly glares and his signature frigid scowl that always adorned his face, showed no emotion that could tell you what he was thinking or feeling inside.

Again the parts of a song… I’m leaving on a jet plane I don’t know when I will be back again Oh babe I hate you go... Mrs. Hillary, who is included in the ranks of killer teachers, is not only fierce but also famous and sadistic. If Mrs. Anna math teacher is Voldemort. So Mrs. Hillary is Professor Snape in the famous School of Witchcraft and wizardry book series, because of the sadism. When a student is do something wrong, it's over. It happened one day that almost all the kid of 11-7 were expelled from class for not doing homework. The remaining 11-7 residents are only a few people like Alfred and several children who are classified as diligent in doing homework. Smart children are not nece

― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.

"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.